Forever And Ever.

18

Noel played the chords to the song and counted me in.
"Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, I'm begging of you please dont take my man.
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, please dont take him just because you can" I sang, I sang like my life depended on it. Everyone at the cocktail party wanted an oasis number but liam had dissapeared, so noel sat me on a stool and thats how I got here. I wanted to do Boots by Nancy Sinatra but he insisted on Jolene by Dolly Parton.
When I was done everyone clapped even Liam, who had suddenly reappeared with a pint of something.

"You got yourself a keeper there, Noelie" some random person I'd never met before says, they obviously knew eachother.

"Yeah thats why I married her" he winks. Someone puts the normal music back on and everyone goes back to socialising. I get a martini and walk around aimlessly, not really bothering to socialise, just enjoying my time here.

"Oh my god, Jessicaaaaa" someone says from behind me (I was looking out a floor to ceiling window, the building we were in was high rise. From here I could just about see the towers of battersea powerstation in the night city lights, making me think of Alfie) I snap out of my daze with a jump and look around.

"Oh its you" I groan at Patsy "what do yer want?".

"Ruuuudddeee" she says "I get that you're dying or whatever but thats nooo excuse like... what have I done to youuuu". I swear to god her voice made me want to jump out that window and end it all early.

"Im not being rude I'm asking what the fuck yer want" I reply quickly.

"Fuck, ok... I was wonderin' where you got that dresssss".

"Noel got me it ask him and leave me the fuck alone please, I aint in the mood and you aint even supposed to be here" .

"Yes I am, didnt they tell you I was coming?" She asks spitefully "shame. Probably 'cause you think I'm a bitch. Its pathetic really. At least say it to my fucking face, bitch. you didnt even bother to try and make friends with me anyway. You just didnt like me straight because I'm taking your Liam away from you. Its really petty and you need to get out your own arse you fucking psychopath".

I stare at her for a second, slightly taken a back by this sudden bitchiness out of basically nowhere. "What the actual fuck are you on about you stupid bitch? This has fuck all to do with your 'precious' liam, who by the way has been CHEATING on yer with Violet Jones all tour" I reply quickly "this is to do with the fact that you turnt up at my psych ward, A DRUG FREE ZONE, high off your fucking tits, its about the way you casually talk about the fact im dyin' like its fuckin' nothin' AND HOW DARE YOU CALL ME A PSYCHOPATH, WHEN YER HAVENT SEEN THE HALF OF IT HONEY". I hadn't noticed I was shouting everyone was looking at us now. Patsy looked at me like I had just stabbed her.

"FUCK YEAH, CATFIGHT" someone shouts from the back of the room, I'm pretty sure it was Gem Archer but I really couldnt tell.

"Is that true?" Patsy asks Liam in tears, he was coming towards us.

He shrugs but says nothing. "Go on tell her" I reply.

"Tell her what?" Patsy asks him but he doesnt reply. I think she figured it out for herself because her faced turned from sadness to bitter anger and shock "You fucking knocked her up, didnt you?". Liam just nods.

"Fucking cunt" she storms off through the crowd, walking past Violet on the way out and stopping to look at her. Then she slaps her right around the face, the connection reverberated off the walls it was so loud. "FUCKING WHORE" She screams as violet has to grab a chair for support on impact.
She then throws off her engagement ring and leaves the room.

Everyone mutters amoungst theirselves. I looked at Liam and tried to apologise. "Liam, look at me" he looks up at me from where he was looking on the floor "I'm sor-".