After finding the news of the little bundle of joy coming soon, and finding the perfect dress and suit, we headed home because we needed to get ready for later tonight.
It was about 4 when we reached the house. Layla waved at us from her car as she drove away. " Mom, why cant i go tonight?"
"It's a boring adult party today sweetie. Tomorrow is when the fun begins." I smile at him kissing his cheek. "Are you packed for the sleep over, Mister?"
Nodding, he smiles as he pulls his Iron Man backpack up. Pulling my zipper as high as I can, i leave the top for Ian. As i sit pulling up my hair he zips it for me, only to reward him with a small kiss.
"Thank you, sweetie." I smile as he blushes.
Sitting next to him I slip on my heels. Standing I stare at myself smoothing down the blue lace dress.
"You look beautiful," Ian smiles as he stares at me through my long mirror.
"Thank you, sweetie. Ready?" I smiled, yet feeling my knees shake from the events of the night.
"Ready." Ian smiled as he reached put and held my hand.
Yet I didn't feel ready...
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I was already sitting, staring at the huge mansion ahead of me, for at the least 10 minutes. I was nervous as i stared at the time. I was actually early, but since i was a newly founded member of Layla's bridal party I knew I was expected to be early.
Sighing I drove to the opened gates and drove into the drive way, staring at the detailed pillars in the front i sighed and realized I could do this. taking a breath I feel my side door open and a man in a suit standing there helping me out.
Getting out with the help of the valet , I give him my keys as he gives me a ticket. Walking up the stairs and to a butler, Who offers me a drink as walk in, I sigh at the beauty.
Walking through the halls i hear laughter and music. Looking into what seemed to be a small version of a ballroom I see tables set with a dance floor in motion. Looking for the most empty table i walk to the back and sit down.
Gosh what was I thinking, I thought. I need to get everything straight before I see Mark again. I cant just say 'Hey, well i've been keeping a 5 year old son from you, and he looks just like you'.
Chugging down the alcohol, I feel something hit my heel. Looking down j see a small Hot Wheel toy along with a hand reaching for it.
Lifting the sheet, I see a small boy, with brown straight hair, but his eyes are what charmed me, because they looked just like my sons.
This was Drew.
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Waiting For Fate
Short StoryHazel, a 17 year old senior, who helps her best friend Mark, and love of her life, get through a drunken break up with his pregnant girlfriend, Andrea. Although, passions unravel between Hazel and Mark's passionate night. And trouble comes the nex...