I can understand if you stopped reading but my computer was on the spritz and ACER is a HORRIBLE company just so you know...so don't ever purchase anything from them ..But I digress...I'm trying to get my mojo back and the chapters up for each story so just please bare with me...Oh and Holidaze Ever After and For Which Love Prevails are on hiatus until further notice =D Enjoy
15 there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to lose
15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live
Daniel marched down the winding halls of Mode, following behind a very frightened Betty who's only wish was to keep her head attached to her neck. He just followed, not even knowing what the hell was going or why he had to be pulled out of his only meeting that day but all he heard was the sounds of crashing glass in the office across the hall, to which they seemed to be advancing. His eyes widened in astonishment as he watched her take a golf ball to all of her awards, hurling them directly at each one until she could hear their dismantlement. By now the room was covered in Dark Violet Orchard Daisies, coupled with the glass from her now smashed desk and armoire and anything that was glass in the room, now gone. Daniel watched from the doorway, shooing away the other employees until he could close the door and it could just be her, him and Betty. He leaned over into Betty's ear as the shattering of glass continued to sound between them. "Where the hell is Connor?" Betty shrugged, her mouth distorted as she answered, not knowing how to handle the particular situation.
He decided to do the seemingly stupid thing and step in the line of fire, ducking the balls as they were thrown at them. When she saw him, she stopped, ceasing fire as she bounced one in her hand and many other sat in her other hand, awaiting to be aimed and fired.
"Move Daniel...your father was not a glass maker..." She ordered, lips pursed as she eyed him closely.
He stared at her blankly, arms folded as he watched her eyes harden, trying to compensate for the redness that had been there, the pain that had resided and the tears that had visited. He could tell that she had just spoken to a member of her family seeing how her wedding was tomorrow and all of her awards were out.
"I will...you just have to stop throwing those golf balls.."
"Why? Don't want me to accidentally aim for your face and bruise you on your precious wedding day?"
"That too...but tomorrow is your wedding day...I wouldn't want you to get hurt either."
"The wedding is off dumbass now move before I take away your future children." She ordered angrily, the ball low and slightly aimed at his groin.
He moved over a bit, fear filling him. "Did you and Connor have a fight?"
"No...but I canceled the church, the flowers, the cake, the food, the minister, I contacted all of the guests, I sent back his tux and my dress..."
"What about the rings?"
"They don't do returns so I'm going to put them on EBay.."
"Why?"
"Because there will be no Wedding."
"Why?"
"Because I said so."
"Why?"
"I don't know Daniel! Why the hell is the sky blue, huh? Why do horizontal lines make everybody but me look fat? Why do birds fly? Why is it...that father's think that it is their duty to-" She stopped, striking her Fashion Editor of the year award with a ball, not being able to get out those last couple awards without some sort of release. "Mess up their child's life.."
He nodded lightly, now knowing what this was about. He looked over to Betty who was already headed on her way out, knowing her cue. His feet moved towards her and he jerked the small, white, round weapons from her hands forcefully, her own will fighting him a bit as she clutched the last one o=in her hand, balling a fist around it. His fingers intertwined with hers and his nails dug into her fingers until she released reluctantly, growing even more angry with his feat. He pulled up a chair and sat before her, legs crossed and blinds drawn behind him. "Talk to me."
"What if I don't want to?"
"Well we don't have to worry about that because I already know that you do...Now...what happened?"
"My family is in town for...the wedding.."
"Uh huh."
"My father had a talk with Connor and told him that...Marrying me would be the biggest mistake of his life...And I would be a horrible wife and mother because I don't know what the hell I'm doing when it comes to family...And that he should just get out while he can..."
"And what did Connor say?"
"Nothing...We haven't talked about it...but I know he wants to leave me...everyone...wants to leave me."
"I don't."
"What?"
"I mean...I don't want to leave you and Mode alone...I would never...leave you and this company."
"It's not the same...Sometimes I just wish that I was 15 again...crazy and hormonally raged with not a care in the world, hopping from boarding school to boarding school..."
"No you don't...I remember when I was 15... this random lady...I can't remember her name but she was a real babe...like it was ridiculous how hot this chick was..." He looked up from his fantasy to see her staring back at him, an eyebrow arched and lips perched in boredom. "But anyway...I was having a rough time and she told me something that I will never ever forget, It's simple: Never run away...take a slice of humble pie, kiss your dad's wrinkled ass and stay under your mom's drunken muffin top and you'll never go wrong.."
"What?" She asked, squinting a bit as if he had lost his mind. "That's not simple, that sounds like the idiotic ramblings of a drunken fool."
"Yes it is simple...The fact that we are friends is what is complicated but you getting married to the man that you sincerely love with your whole heart; That's simple...and it's true...You love him don't you?"
She peered up at him solemnly, her eyes watering with the sting of walls falling behind them. Daniel looked back at her, utterly surprised by the emotion she displayed...No longer could he see the manipulative cogs whirring behind her glance or the vindictive plots being concocted in her head...He saw a hurt little girl...hurt by her father and only wanting to wind back the hands of time and be 15; Numb and Rebellious, but right now...all she could feel was a tinge of bitterness and a world of hurt.
"Don't you…love him?" Daniel asked, his voice faltering with a bit of regret over her possible answer.
"Do you love Molly?" She asked coldly, lips pursued with resentment as she watched him pale quickly over the impending question that was bound to come sooner or later.
"Willie we agreed to end-"
"Don't you dare tell me what we agreed on..." Her stare had changed in an instant from hurt to anger with the blink of her eyes. "We didn't agree on anything...You found solace in that frumpy school teacher because she would do anything you say and I..."
"You what..."
"I found Connor..."
"Do you love Connor..."
"Do you love Molly?"
Daniel stood up to face her, putting the backbone he had recently acquired, to use so that he could effectively stand up to her. his body stood dangerously close to hers, his breath hitting her face as his hit hers and the aroma of Chanel and Armani mixed in the air. "This is not about me...This is about you..."
"Who was it about 2 years ago?"
"That was mutual..."
"Daniel don't bullshit me...You couldn't handle me...so you hitched a ride Molly's Mr. Rogers train...But it's okay..."
"Because we're friends now?"
"No...Because now I know who I want to marry." She pushed passed him aggressively and grabbed her purse, storming out her office with not so much as a second glance. Daniel plopped back in the uncomfortable loft chair, only met for fashion….not comfort...But boy did he need some comfort seeing how he didn't even know what the hell he had just done.
After wrecking a relationship did he wreck their friendship too? Their feelings blossomed from the impromptu date they had on that fateful night with a boat and a couple sparks...And not just from the fire alarm. A lust thing had grown into a love thing all too quickly and she began to pull away, afraid for true commitment...Daniel realized that and tried to reel her back in but he couldn't, seeing how she couldn't be tamed. She was going to feel how she wanted, act how she wanted and do what she wanted...not caring if it hurt anyone else...so she pushed him away, flirted with others and degraded him in public...without remorse. Then he met Molly...Sweet and smart...tamable...he could hold her down...He could deal with her...She couldn't hurt him because the feelings she planted in his heart wouldn't hurt as much if they were snatched out...Shallow love...Because he couldn't deal with an untamable woman who had the potential to rip his heart out...so he settled...For shallow love and watched as his true love slipped into the arms of another man.
And so here he was, at the altar staring at this amazingly beautiful woman who loved him entirely. It wasn't fair to her, it wasn't fair to pledge his love for her publicly yet secretly yearn for another. And then the question was asked...Do you take this woman...to be your lawfully wedded life...to have and to hold...to love and to cherish...until death do you part...He looked out into the crowd with doubt, the church packed yet seemingly empty as it missed a familiar face...The face he wanted to have and hold...to love and cherish...beyond the years that eternally part them. A pang struck in his heart when he saw that face creep in the back silently, a small noise the only thing that was heard. Not only was he hurt that she wasn't trying to stop him from going ahead with the ceremony...but she was with him...
"I do!" He proclaimed with authority as if to hurt her but it was too late...Before he knew it he was kissing the bride and marching down the aisle, sporadically greeted with Congratulations and Well wishes. They got to the back row and they stopped, staring down the parallel couple. He looked down at their joined hands to see the silver band of matrimony shining between them, a hurt cutting deeper than he could imagine.
"I guess...Congratulations are in order..." Molly croaked, seeing her Ex-Love in the arms of another, held by the other woman's heart.
"You too..." Connor responded before pulling her into a tight hug as if to let her go.
Daniel stared her down, his eyes watering as he watched them both caress the rings on their hands, their mistakes...They stroked their mistakes like egos to keep themselves from hating each other for making them. He looked at her eyes, those of a Raven...remorseful...dark...yet content.. She had settled too...Wait a minute... Raven...He looked at her again, even closer, the memory of the long legged female who had lightened his teens years filling his memories...That was her...And so it all made sense...She had helped him live his life without being a doormat and he had helped her move on...move on to be with the man she loved...or the man she settled to love. He pulled her into a tight embrace and she held her arms closely around him, not wanting to let go yet pulling away quickly when she heard him utter the five words she had never heard, spoken so softly. I love you Wilhelmina Slater...
He grabbed Molly's hand and walked out of the church quickly, greeted by the throwing of rice and joyous remarks. He had to let her go...The woman who had given him his first buzz...He had to let her go...because if they stayed together they would have hurt each other...The rules of life and love to follow...He hated the rules...These unspoken doctrines that dictated the acts of life...These cruel bulleted sentences that spat out even crueler outcomes...In his case...:Letting go of the woman he truly loved to keep himself from hurting her was his dictated script….and his outcome...Shallow love
Somedays he wished he was 15 again too...The rules of :Never run away...take a slice of humble pie, kiss your dad's wrinkled ass and stay under your mom's drunken muffin top and you'll never go wrong...were so much simpler...and hurt much less.
15 there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to lose
15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live
