Till James Patrick March do us apart

(10) Planning

"Any dancing?" Will asked me. I drank from the bottle itself and I peered my head over to him. He had a pen and paper on his lap and he stared at me, waiting for a response.
"Course! We could have like... slowed dancing then a party" I said enthusiastically. Without question, Will jotted it down.
"And.... the party is crashed by Tristan or someone saying you're dead, and leads us to your 'dead body'?" Will asked me.
"Yeah. We'll say... I...." I bit my lip as I thought of how I wanted to 'die'. I wanted it to be peaceful for everyone's closure but a mistake. And not a stupid mistake.
"Drank too much? Alcohol poisoning?" Will recommended to me. I shook my head.
"I want to 'go out' elegantly. Like maybe... murder? I could 'kill myself' by OD'ing... I'm just trying to think for my mom mainly. I don't want her thinking she raised an idiot or had some involvement in my death" I informed Will. He nodded my head in agreement.
"Totally understandable. I wouldn't want my son to think I was sucked out by a vampire" he joked. I glanced up at him.
"Is everyone.... I talk to dead?" I asked Will. He glanced over at me and Sighed.
"Uh.. well not everyone- actually yeah.. yeah everyone" he realised. I laughed as I drank more out the bottle.
"Hey, gimme some before its all gone" Will took the bottle off me and he took in some gulps.
"Who would've thought I would be sat with Will Drake, planning my own death and party..." I murmured to him. He handed the bottle back to me and I placed it down on the nightstand.
"And who would've thought I would be sat next to the Grace" he said as he wrote down on his paper. I leaned over to see what he wrote and it was just a list of deaths I've mentioned.
"How would you want your son to go - if it was tomorrow?" I asked him - it was the drink talking.
"Uh.... old age" he laughed.
"Oh no no no, crap!" I burst into laughter with him.
"I mean..." I laughed again because I didn't know how to phrase it. "I mean... like, if you was at his funeral. What would you assure yourself with... like, Atleast he was happy and his death was like... a heart attack" I said to him. He looked at me as if I was crazy and it made me laugh again.
"For fuck sake Will" I was wheezing with laughter and so was Will.
"Okay okay okay... if my sons funeral was tomorrow, I would say... Atleast I gave him a good life and he died from... uh... Car crash- wait we find you in your room.... hmm.... yeah, murder" Will nodded his head to himself with his answer.
"That would be easy to stage" I said to Will. Will circled murder on his paper and he handed over it to me so I could read. I quickly scanned it and I approved. It sounded like a good night with a dramatic ending.
"And everyone in the Cortez is invited, including my friends and that's it" I wrote it down on the paper and handed it back to him.
"Thanks" he said to me as he took the paper and pen off me. I grabbed the champagne off the nightstand and I crawled back over to Will and rested my head on his shoulder and I drank.
"Does your son know you're dead?" I asked him. He sighed.
"Nah, and thinks I'm a dick too... so he doesn't see me as much. He think I want to stay here in this dump" he kicked away the bottle cork that was on the floor.
"I'm sorry.. I wanted kids before I died, I thought I would have settled in with a nice guy, and he treated me like a princess... picking up our daughter and son from school, then we'd all cook a meal... maybe like a curry or something. Then we'd all sit and eat our food then we tuck the kids into bed and we drink red wine to cope with parenthood" I chuckled. Will chuckled at me.
"It was rum for me, not red wine." Will informed me. I snickered and continued with my dream.
"Then once we've finished the bottle, we'd go to sleep and he would big spoon me then we fall asleep in the cutest way possible." I smiled at the thought of that.
"Well uh.. I should be gone to sort out this event" Will stood up and grabbed his things.
"Okay, I'll be around if you need any help" I told him.
"Okay, cool" he left the room. I fell backwards on the bed and drank the rest of the bottle.

"How's the planning going, darling?"
I sat up right and I saw James sat down on the chair where the countess sat, smoking from his pipe.
"It's going.... good" I adjusted my hair and looked down on my lap. James sat up and walked over to me. He placed himself next to me on the bed and put his hand on my lap.
"Why the long face, dear?" He asked me, raising my chin up.
"My dad came and... told me off for, me and you and then he said he's going to take me home and I have no choice but to go to accompany Kai tomorrow. I obviously refused but still hurts... then he..." I paused. I couldn't repeat what he said. I bit my lip to prevent the tears coming through but James with me made me feel like this was a safe place to cry.
"He called me a slut" I hugged James and he cradled me.
"You are nothing of the sort, my darling" he assured me. I cried on his shoulder as I replayed my fathers words in my head.
"Your father is outrageous." He whispered to me.
"And he said he wishes Kai was his only child instead of me" I sobbed. James tightened his grip around me.
"I should probably go have a few words" James snarled. I pulled away from him and glared him in the eyes.
"You will not, James! My mum will be broken, you're not going near him. Do you understand me?" I asked him, still crying a little.
"...I understand" he replied. I wiped away my tears and I looked at the times - 10PM
"I think I want to go to sleep" I whimpered to James.
"But of course" he said. He stood up and went to leave but I grabbed his hand. He turned his head to me.
"Stay" I whispered to him. I let go and I got out of bed to change into my pyjamas.
"Anything new I should know about?" James asked me as he watched me walk around the room to grab my pyjamas. I suddenly thought about the countess.
"Well, I know I want to be found murdered" I informed James. I quickly undressed - Not caring that James is in the room.
"Ah, how unique" James chuckled.
"Oh yeah haha" I chuckled. I slipped on my shorts and an over sized shirt while James simply removed his shirt and belt for bed. I crawled into bed and I tucked myself in, James then got into bed with me and wrapped his around arms around me, big spoon and little spoon. He then planted a kiss on my neck and I smiled.
"Goodnight, darling" he murmured to me.
"Night"