You're Joking...Right?

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RILEY'S POV
"You look beautiful." Mom said as I walked out.

"Thanks." I smiled.

She hugged me, then we headed downstairs and found Donovan in a suit, talking to my Dad.

"Ready to go?" Dad asked.

"Yup."

Donovan turned and his eyes widened when he saw me, so I blushed and looked down.

"Don's blushing." Ethan snickered.

I flicked him on the head and said goodbye to my family before looking at Donovan who was still staring at me.

"Let's go." I said.

I grabbed his hand and dragged him out since he wouldn't move, then he opened the car door for me. When we got in, he smiled at me and I blushed more.

"You look amazing." He said.

"Thanks." I said.

"You're still upset." He sighed.

"I'm not upset."

"Babe-"

"Drop it. Let's just go to the wedding."

"Fine." He sighed.

He drove us to the wedding and the ceremony was beautiful and the reception was fun, but when it was time for the bride to throw her bouquet, Donovan's mother insisted that I went. Although reluctant, I did... And I caught it. I got looks of envy from the bridesmaids, Donovan's parents smiled, and Donovan blushed. The bride insisted on pictures with Donovan and I, then so did the groom. After the wedding, Donovan drove me home so that I could change, then we went to his house.

"Hon, we're leaving!" His mother called.

"Alright, later!"

"Stay out of trouble!"

"I will!"

He began taking off his suit, so I looked the other way as I scrolled through Instagram.

"Are you ever gonna tell me what's up with you?" He sighed.

"Nothing's up-"

"That's bullshit, Ri!" He yelled as he punched the wall.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!"

"What the fuck did Wes say to you?!"

"You need to calm down." I said as I began to walk out.

"Are you fucking him?!"

"No! You're the one who's been fucking around!" I yelled as I turned to face him.

"Wha-"

"Wes told me about all of the girls that you've been doing and that you just wanna fuck me! Well, news to you, asshole, that's not gonna happen. I'm done with you!"

He punched another hole into the wall, so I walked out as I began to cry and found his brother, Bradley, in the living room.

"Hey, Ri-"

"Not now."

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Nothing!"

"Did he hit you?" He questioned as he inspected my face and wiped my tears.

"Get your hands off of her!" Donovan howled as he walked in.

He grabbed his brother and threw him, then turned his attention to me.

"Donovan-"

He grabbed my arm and dragged me back to the room, threw me (literally) onto the bed, slammed the door, then locked it.

"You actually believed Wes?"

"Yes!"

"Why? Don't you trust me?!"

"I..."

"You what?!"

I was so scared, so I broke down in tears again and Donovan froze.

"R-Riley, I'm sorry."

He clutched his head, then looked back at me.

"I-I didn't mean to, Baby. I'm so sorry."

He pulled me into a hug and it was oddly comforting, then I felt his body relax.

"I'm so sorry... I don't know what's wrong with me." He said in a shaky voice.

"I'm sorry for not trusting you."

After a while, he calmed down and returned to his old self, then looked at me.

"You're still mine." He firmly said.

"I know."