Wrapped

Chapter 39

7 Years after the Fashion Show....

Kyle's POV

"Ladies and Gentleman, welcome to the 50th annual Fashion Show hosted by Ms. Mona Kindilers herself."

We all clapped and Hailee's Mom entered the stage. I haven't seen Hailee in seven years. She rejected me so many times, I don't think a girl has ever said no to me. Well, she'll be the first and the last. I'm done chasing her.

Who am I kidding? I will always chase after her.

"Thank you, everyone. Tonight, we will not see my designs on these clothes. Tonight is all about my daughter's designs. Please welcome the next in line to my fashion career. Hailee Jones!" We Bahamas clapping again but my hands couldn't come together. I was seated in the front, not missing a chance to see her.

Hailee walked out from the runway wearing some dress that was beaded in pearls on a rose gold color. A giant bow was seamed across the chest. Hailee wore the brightest smile I've ever seen. She walked over to her Mom.

"Thank you, everyone for coming." She spoke into the microphone. "Tonight my designs are up for sale so please do not hesitate to raise your ballots." I had a ballot in my hand. Number 6. I checked my money from my bank and well, everywhere I had money and saw about $30 million dollars. When Hailee comes out in a dress, I'm buying that dress.

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"And lastly, this black spider webbed dress with diamonds across the chest." Hailee walked out and I raised my ballot.

"$500 from the young man in front. $1,000 from the guy in back." I raised my ballot again. "$2,000" I put my ballot down. "$4,000" Up. "$8,000" Down. "$16,000" Up. "$32,000" Down. "$64,000" Up. "$128,000" Down. "$256,000" Up. "$512,000" Down again. "Anyone else?"

"I bid one million." The guy stood up in back.

"Two million!" I stood up.

The guy opened his mouth but closed it. He opened his mouth again. "Five million dollars."

"Ten million dollars!"

The guy sat down. "Going once!" Hailee's mom announced. "Twice!" Everything was silent. "Sold to the young man in front." Hailee retreated backstage and I walked after her.

"....ten million dollars! Can you beleive it?" Hailee's voice.

"Honestly, I think its a scam." Kay's voice.

"I don't think so. Did you see how the guy wanted this dress!?"

"I don't think it was the dress." I said. Hailee turned around.

"Then what was it, Kyle?" She smiled.

"You."

"Who was that man? Do you know him?" Kay asked.

"Yeah, I know him. I know him, VERY well actually."

"How do you know him?" Hailee asked.

"We grew up together. Lived in the same house, had the interests, we do and did everything together. We are inseparable."

"Where is he now?" Hailed crossed her arms over her chest.

"He's standing in front of you."

"You bought my dress for ten million dollars??"

"Indeed I did. But I bought it because I got to see you."

"This third wheel is gonna roll on outta here. See ya later, Hailball." Kay left.

"Why are you here?" Hailee faced away from me.

"To see you. How have you been? I can't stop thinking about you, you know."

"Well, you should."

"Give me one good reason, Hailee. One absolute terrific reason why I should stop thinking of the girl I desperately lov-"

"I'm engaged." She spat. She faced me and stuck out her left hand. There on her ring finger sat a ring. A diamond ring.

"To whom?"

"No one you would know." She said slowly.

"Babe? You in here?"

"Yeah, be out in a sec." She turned away from me again. "I have to go."

"Lemme meet your fiancée." I snarled.

"Kyle I don't think that's a good ide-"

"Dude! Come get your fiancée." I called.

Erik stepped into the room.

"Kyle? What's up, man?"

"What's up? What's up? I tell you whats fúcking up! My foot up your a$$! That's what's up!"

"I haven't seen you in over seven years, what did I do to you?"

"You're engaged to Hailee!" I spat.

"What?" Erik looked at Hailee and they both started laughing.

"What?! Its true, right?" 

"Kyle, I'm not engaged to-to Erik!" She laughed harder.

"Then whom?"

A guy entered the room. He looked like a chicken. Scrawny, no meat on him, just skin and bones. He wore glasses and a bowtie. Bowtie? Who wears those with suspenders?

"Babe?" Hailee stopped laughing.

"Honey?" She asked. "Everything okay?"

"Uh, the cakes outside."

"Be right there. Thanks, baby." He winked and hurried out of the room.

I looked at Erik and then to Hailee. I looked back at Erik. We laughed.

"What's so funny?" Hailee asked.

"That-that's who you're marrying?" I heaved for breath.

"What's wrong with Cameron?"

"He's even got a nerd name!" Erik laughed.

"Guys stop. He's great seriously."

"When and where's the wedding?" Erik asked.

"Lemme guess; at 13 o'clock in Narnia! That way at your wedding, he can come out of the closet!" I said.

"You people are mean."

"Truth hurts, Hailee." Erik doubled over, still laughing.

"For your information, the wedding is tomorrow, at St. Madison's Church." She walked out.

"That was great, man. I needed that laugh." Erik was still laughing when he walked out.