When people say you never know what you have until it's gone, they really do mean it. For Andy Edwards, she's been through enough in her lifetime to know that she can't always get what she wants. Life just keeps throwing her curveballs and there are...
Not Easy-Alex Da Kid, X Ambassadors, Elle King, Wiz Khalifa
"You okay?" Liz asked, a frown present on her face. I nodded, my chest tightening.
"I'm o-okay. I just need some water." Liz grabbed a bottle of water out of fridge and handed it to me. I thanked her and took a few sips, focusing on the cold liquid sliding down my throat. How could he have been married? How long ago? Did he love her? Of course he did, he wouldn't have married her if he did. Why didn't he tell me? Were we really keeping such big secrets from one another? He knew everything about me, but did I know everything about him? So many problems rose from such a big secret and I didn't know what to do about it.
I wasn't sure whether or not to bring it up to him or not. He would probably be mad at his mother for even telling me and I didn't want that. I just didn't know what to do. I felt my eyes burn and my nose tighten as tears threatened to spill and I certainly didn't want that. I didn't want to cry in front of Liz and I certainly didn't want her to find out that I hadn't known about Elliot's previous marriage; she would feel awful for even telling me.
"You go relax, dear. I'll finish up in here." Before I could even question her, she pushed me out of the room just as I was taking off my apron. I wasn't quite ready to face Elliot, especially when I knew I wasn't going to be nice about it. How could I? He kept something from me while I was completely honest. I made my way up to the bathroom and locked the door behind me, double checking it. I placed my hands on the counter, my heart beating against my chest and tear flowing onto my cheeks. I was overreacting, I knew that. But I also knew that I was extremely hurt. The man I loved was married before and didn't tell me. How had that slipped his mind?
I wiped the tears away quickly, taking a few deep breaths before wiping the mascara away from my cheeks. There was a knock at the door and I knew who it was. "Everything okay?" I shook my head and bit my lip trying to keep the tears away.
"I'm fine. Just washing my hands."
"Okay, well dinner is done," I sighed once more and opened the door, Elliot's eyes scanned my face. "You've been crying. What's wrong?"
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"Nothing, Elliot. We'll talk later." I tried to walk away but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back, resting both of his hands on my wet cheeks.
"No, we can talk now." He seemed agitated but I wasn't going to give in so easily. This was Matt's dinner, I wasn't going to be the one to ruin it.
"No, I'm going to go downstairs and meet Matt's girlfriend because this dinner is for him. We will talk later and you can explain to me why you never told me you were fucking married." My jaw tightened as I watched Elliot's eyes widen in surprise. His hands dropped from my face and his mouth opened, but nothing came out. I took the opportunity to go downstairs and make my way to the dining room. Everything was neatly sat on the table and everyone was already sitting, including a beautiful red-head. Matt's arm was draped over the back of her seat as he smiled at her, his eyes shining bright.
