Chapter 5

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"Y/n."
I walked down the golden staircase carefully as my heels were wayyyy to high. I picked up the skirt of my dress, trying not to fall face first down the stairs. My eyes were down as I watched each step carefully. My head snapped up and i stopped as i saw a figure in black approaching.
Tom had jogged up the stairs and offered me his arm, seeing me struggle.
"What are you doing?" I asked through my teeth as I smiled.
"Trying to make sure you don't get hurt." He said under his breath.
i rolled my eyes. He helped me all the way down the stairs. When we reached the bottom he kissed my hand bowing and i smiled, curtsying quickly. I ran up to the platform on which my own thrown was. Tom's brothers and Parents had seats on the right of my mother, as me and my sisters sat on her left.
"Venus." My mother's voice boomed. (I swear to gosh i wanted to say Flytrap so bad)
My sister came down the steps. I saw her trip and little and i glanced at Tom who was still seated. He's not gonna help her?
I waited for her to take her place in the seat between me and my mother. She sat paying no attention to anyone but herself, as she pulled out a mirror getting a weird look form just about everyone. I waited till my mother gave me permission to leave the spotlight and join out guest on the dance floor. I saw Hope and Tomas follow me. I walked strangely trying not to fall over, my shoes clearly form hell.
"May i?" Tom said, once again offering his arm towards me. I looked at his a but confused, but accepted grateful for any help.
I, with Tomas' assistances, walked to the far corner where I would be able to hide from the eyes of our guest.
"You look beautiful." Tom said, his gaze hadn't shifted from me since we joined the guests on the ballroom floor.
"You don't look bad yourself Holland." He smiled, chuckling at my remark.
We talked for about an hour. He told me about his hopes, his passions, how he loves cooking and how he wanted to punish bad people for hurting hopped people. I listened to his talk. He always answered my questions, but he seemed to enjoy asking me questions more than answering them. He asked me about what i liked, and what i wanted to do. I told his that i loved art and music, and how i wanted to help people in need. I told him about how it hurt my heart when i had to help bring children to heaven. I told him about my sisters, laughing and pointing out their tells, like how hope bites her lip when shes upset and how she twists her finger around when shes uncomfortable, like when James was dancing with her. I also told him, in a much quieter voice, about James; how he had been flirting with me since he was 15, and i was only 13. How he usually showed up wherever i was. How he's make passes at me. I also told him how Last year he tried to slip something on my drink. And when he asked I told him how my mother hadn't believed me, and told me i had to get along with him. Then I asked about him, I asked what he likes. He told me he likes painting things, little things that he finds beautiful. I smiled at him wondering what his paintings look like.
"If it isn't the beautiful Y/n." James said, it appears he found me.
"James." I said, leaning away from him. I left my shoulder brush Tom's as I realized how far back I'd gone. It didn't matter because James had advanced twards us.
"James is it?" Tom said, stepping a little in front of me to prevent him from getting any closer, without making it seem like I couldn't fight my own battles.
"Yes." He said, seemingly noticing Tom for the first time.
"I don't believe I've had the pleasure." He said sticking his hand out for a handshake. "Tom."
"Of hell." James said smirking, almost mockingly, he met Tom's hand, going to shake it. His face retorted in pain when Tom grasped his hand, shaking it a little too firming. He quickly pulled his hand away, looking over to me. His eyes made me want to run away and hide, the way he was looking at me made me feel ill.
"Y/n, care to dance?" He asked, knowing full well i would have to say yes. I saw Tom get ready to step in.
"It's fine," i said meeting his eye-line. "I can manage one dance." He seemed bothered by it but let it go.
I slow danced with James looking at Tom every so often. I glared at James moving his hand up. He song ended and the band began to start another, i quickly pulled away from him hitting someone in the chest as i spun around. I apologized, i looked at Tom with a face when he laughed.
"It's alright." He said, "would you like to dance."
"As long as you don't try anything." I said loudly, making eye contact with James. He laughed taking my hand.
He carefully placed his hand on my side, talking my hand. I rested my other hand on his shoulder. We danced swiftly to the music of the harp.
I smiled at him. Noticing no one was watching us, to my delight. When i was looking at the crowd, Tom spun me around. I squealed laughing.
"What are you doing?" I said laughing, as he continued to over dramatically dance with me. I laughed again as he dipped me.
"I have no clue what your talking about." He said, playing dumb. I smiled shaking my head, as we continued dancing normally. I saw my mother stand and we separated climbing up the stairs to the platform. I sat in my chair smiling at how goofy he was. I sat up when she stood at the center preparing to make an announcement.
"Ive welcomed you all here tonight for a very special announcement." She started smiling, "my eldest daughter, Venus, is to be married." She stopped while the audience clapped and cheered. She continued moments later.
"Venus will be marrying Tomas, Niki and Dom's eldest son." She said, pausing when she saw Tomas stand behind her. She looked confused, but quickly covered for it and requested he make a toast. He took the glass from her and stepped forward.
"I'm sorry Hera," he said, "i cannot marry your daughter." Everyone gasped and freaked out. What the hell was he thinking he agreed to marry Hera's daughter!
"I cannot marry her when i am in love with another." He continued, my eyes grew wider. WHO? He looked at me and i mouthed 'who?' "I am I love with her second daughter, Y/n" my jaw dropped to the floor, i could feel every set of eyes in the room on me.
What the fuck?

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