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PART 2
Allie stares at her mother hard as the tears fall down her face. "Give them to me!" She demands.
"Allison Hamilton you will control yourself" Mrs. Hamilton tells her daughter sternly.
"You kept them from me, you kept him from me, how could you do that?" Allie says shaking her head, slowly trying to understand what kind of mother does that to her daughter, her child. Allie looks down and takes in a deep breath.
"How could you be so reckless…with Lon's heart and sleep with that man!" Mrs. Hamilton says looking at her daughters bowed head. "You could get yourself pregnant, then what Allie?" She waits for an answer.
Allie feels 17 years old now, as she stands before her mother in judgment. She breathes as she looks up with her mouth open as she just sucked in a breath. Her eyes scan over her mothers hard face, she looks mad but also concerned. Allie doesn't know if she is concerned about her or about how the ladies at the club would look upon them if anyone were to find out. That would only happen if Lon doesn't take her back. That could be the cause of her mothers concern.
"Answer me, then what?" She demand from her daughter still.
"I don't know mother, I don't know!" Allie looks at her and throws her hand to the side. "I don't know" She whispers now looking to the side for a moment.
"Lon is coming, he'll be here by 5" Mrs. Hamilton says running her palm over her hair that confrontation with Allie made her feel frazzled, she feels the need to smooth herself. Her hands run down her skirt, and takes a small breath in.
"I want the letters" Allie tells her mother.
"You need to focuses less on Noah Calhoun and more on your soon to be husband and his forgiveness of you, get your head out of the clouds Allie. That time is over, you are not 17 anymore" She tells her daughter sternly. "You need to act like a grown women"
"Then treat me like one" Allie says wiping her eyes again.
"You need to wash up" Mrs. Hamilton moves to push Allie's hair back. "Brush your hair, and change" She says before leaving the room and heading down the hall to her own room.
Noah walks onto the balcony because the door is open and he sees all of the art things. The stool, the canvas with a painting on it. That site actually makes him mad, and feel hurt. She used the things he bought for her, and then left. In his mind doing that would make them together. Noah bites his lip and turns shutting the balcony door, leaving everything, not wanting to touch it, because that would be like touching her. Noah has his hands in his pockets as he walks down the hall towards his bedroom. The bedroom he never uses. The bedroom he has never brought a women to. The bed has only seen love when he was with Allie. She used it the first time. He rests his whole body on the door frame, as he just looks in. He looks at the unmade bed, and the red wool blanket on the floor where she dropped it when she changed. Taking his time he walks into the room and pulls at the bedding, pulling it harshly off of the bed. Noah flings it to the floor in anger. Once the bed is ridden of her scent he climbs into it and sleeps. His body feels drained, from rowing, from Allie, holding her, touching, yelling at her, from throwing the things in the kitchen from ripping off the bedding. He just sleeps.
Allie sits on the chair in the room as she looks at Lon standing in front of her. "I do love you" She tells him softly.
"Then why?"
Allie's voice catches in her throat and she makes a sound like she is about to cry. But she has no more tears left, there is nothing left to cry out. "I feel different with him, I act on impulse…and I know"
"That's no way to live Allie" He says to her gently. Lon moves and he kneels down in front of her.
Allie watches him not acknowledging what he just said, just looking at him.
"Are you alright?" He questions his face and voice full of concern, wanting her to still be with him and to forget about this Noah.
Allie nods quickly, she feels his hands rest on her thighs gently, and she turns her head away when they caress her. And she bites her lower lip.
"Hey" He says softly, pushing up once she looks at him and he kisses her full on the mouth, waiting for her the open her mouth to him. When Allie doesn't he takes the opportunity to do it, he holds her face gently and kisses her deeply. "When we get married" He says pulling away kissing her once more on her shut mouth, and damp lips. "Everything will be wonderful"
"How do you know?"
"Because I love you, and you love me…I will give you anything" Lon tells her standing he taps her nose lightly once much like one would do to a dog or a small child.
Allie smiles with her friends as she moves through the store picking out the flowers. She insisted that she would do what she needs to do to get this wedding underway. The wedding is in two weeks and still there is much that needs to be done. Her mother has been hounding her night and day, making sure she is still focused on the wedding and Lon. Her mind drifts to Noah every now and then but she live an hour away from him so it's easy to forget, or try to keep him out of her every thought. It has been 3 weeks since she has seen him since that wonderful morning of painting, followed by their bitter and goodbye less goodbye. Allie quickly wipes a stray tear when her name is called. Muffy a girl about her age whom she has known for about a year now who will be her maid of honor calls her pointing wildly at something. Allie smiles and walks over to her.
Martha slowly approached the back door. She smiles when she sees Noah sitting on the porch cradling a bowl in his left palm. A spoon in his right hand gently between his finger tips. "She is getting married in two weeks" Martha greets with that line. She watches him say nothing and look at his oatmeal lifting the spoon to his mouth. It is topped with warm cream coloured paste. "I read it in the paper yesterday" She says expecting him to say something to her. She hasn't seen him in three weeks, not since she met Allie. She decided to bite the bullet and drive over because of what she read, wondering what happened between them. "Noah?"
"Look Martha I don't feel like talking about this" He lifts his eyes up to her, he looks at her leaning against the house in a pretty floral dress. He watches her look at him hr arms folded around her middle. The light wind blows at her dress, reveling some pale skin. "Do you want to go inside?" He asks her, Noah licks his lips as he watches her brush a loose curl out of her face. He notices how different she looks from Allie, how much older and more mature she is. How she knows what she wants and what he needs.
"Yes" She tells him. She watches Noah stand, resting the bowl on the step he was just sitting on, he takes her hand and leads her into his house.
Noah uses the bed he always uses with her. The downstairs bedroom with a lead way into the kitchen. He always works up an appetite with Martha. Noah watches her fix herself a drink like she has always done when they finish. He rests his body against the bed and touches his bare chest with his finger tips. Noah knows he is not being fair to her because of how she feels, and how she needs someone, something real for herself. But she is a grown woman who makes her own choices and if she didn't want to be there with him she wouldn't.
"Do you want a drink?"
"A beer" He calls back to her, Noah watches her bend down and grab one from the bottom of the fridge. He hears the sound it makes when she opens the cap for him. "Thanks" He mutters taking it from her hand. Noah waits until she is settled before taking a drink from the head.
"I wanted this Noah" She tells him, telling him she is okay. She saw his love for Allie, gone now or not, she saw it, and it made her feel again. But it doesn't change the fact that sometimes people just need someone right then and there. She is that for Noah, and he is that for her. Right now anyway.
"I know" He says before taking another sip and wiping his lips on the top of his hand. "And I needed this" He finally says after 5 minutes of total silence.
"I know" Martha nods before drinking down the rest of her small drink.
Lon pulls up to the very large house. He shuts his car door with a light slam. Allie knows he came to Seabrook today, because of business. Business is what he told her. What he told his soon to be wife was not a lie, though the type of business has to do with…"Noah Calhoun" Lon says to the man walking out of the large barn type building on the side of the house.
Noah walks towards the very well dressed man whom he has never seen. "Who are you?" Noah holds his beer in one hand and wipes his brow with the other.
"In 1 week I am getting married" Lon says, he looks at Noah's face which is still slightly confused. Lon knows the confusion will be gone in a few moments when he finishes. "Soon we will be, Mr. & Mrs. Lon Hammond" He says. "Mrs. Allison Hammond, that's my wife" He adds to the end.
"What do you want?" Noah asks the man who seems to be gloating, causing him great anger at this point, anger and rage.
"To give you this" Lon extends his hand which has a white envelope in it.
"Is this from Allie?" Noah questions almost dumbly because that would be very awkward for Lon to be bringing it over.
"No" Lon chuckles at the mans question. "This is from me, to make sure you remember"
Noah looks at him he opens the envelope as his eyes stay on Lon's. Noah only looks down to see what the contents are. "Get off my land" Noah tells him, his hand crushes the item as he takes a step towards Lon, and Lon takes a step back.
"I just want to make sure we are clear" Lon says to Noah. "Are we clear?"
"Get off my land" Noah says again, his tone is telling Lon if he doesn't remove himself he will gladly remove him.
Lon looks at Noah, the man who is trying to recapture his fiancées heart, and he turns to get into his car and head back the way he came.
Noah watches Lon drive away and he throws the paper to the dirt and turns to head back to the shed.
'We Celebrate Marriage' Mr. Lon Cole Hammond Jr.
between
Ms. Allison Anne Elizabeth Hamilton
The invitation blows with the wind.