Dealing with Janine and Hen's Night!!!!!
"Uh, hi Mum!" I said, fighting every instinct in my body telling me to run. Like the wind.
"Don't 'Hi Mum' me! No what is this about you marrying Belikov?" she said Dimitri's name like it was a disgusting swear word. That just pissed me off. Call it P.M.S or S.K.S (Shadow Kissed Stress) whatever, but I had had a lot to deal with today.
"Yes. Yes I am marrying Dimitri, and it's none of your business." I replied peevishly.
"Yes it is MY business! You're my daughter and I don't want you to end up being hurt like I was-" she cut herself off, before she had completely taken down the wall she had built between us.
"Mum, did you just say, 'I don't want you to end up being hurt like I was'?" Shock coursed through me. I had always thought of my mum as an emotionless robot, and here she was, barely able to keep the tears from streaming down her face.
"Maybe." She sniffed, trying to turn away so I wouldn't see her crying. I guess we have a lot more in common than I thought. I walked up to her and did something that surprised me more than it did her. I hugged her, for the first time in years.
"Don't worry Mum, I love Dimitri and he loves me. He would never do anything like that to me. He's a good man, Mum. I'll never have a happier future with anyone else other than him." I said to her.
"Well," she said, wiping her tears away from her face. The Janine I knew was back, "that's good."
"Yes, yes it is Mum." I said back to her, "Mum?"
"Yes, Rosemarie?"
"Did you want to come to my wedding?" I ask hesitantly.
"Yes." She smiled.
"Well I'd better go curfew's nearly here. But, um, would you like to go dress shopping with me and Lissa? She's bound to organize it soon and I'd like you to be with me."
"Absolutely." She assured me.
"Bye Mum."
I headed back to my dorm and there was my fiancée – looking very fine in only jeans – on top of my bed.
"Ooh bonus prize." I giggled.
"Yep. I'm the best damn bonus prize ever!" He smiled as he kissed my cheek and trailed down to my neck leaving me gasping. I jumped up and straddled him in a kind of piggy-front instead of back.
"You're unbelievable, you know that Roza?" He walked/carried me to the bed.
Hen's Night!
Lissa had taken care of everything. And I mean everything. From the dress, to the flowers, to the reception and anything else in between. She was amazing. I had (well Lissa actually did) got this beautiful dress. It was strapless, traditional white, and had gorgeous lace around the bodice and hem. I couldn't wait to see Dimitri's face when I 'un-veiled' it. My mum was going to give me away since my mysterious father just wasn't in the picture.
So now Lissa, me and Adrian were heading out. We only took Adrian along because he knows how to have a good time. We headed to a bar next to the club me and Dimitri had escaped to before. Unfortunately we'd arrived on Kareoke Night. Adrian sees the sign, his eyes widen and just as he's about to say something, I cut him off.
"No. I'm not doing a duet with you. N-O."
He looked away dejectedly and coughed, 'Party Pooper.'
As soon as we're through the doors, Adrian goes and signs up for Kareoke and orders a bottle of whiskey.
"Are you ever sober?" I asked him.
"Yep, right in the morning when I go to reach for my first bottle and cigarette!" he replies too enthusiastically, a few too many sips into the whiskey bottle.
"Do you even have a liver left?" Lissa asks.
"Yep, and you know what? It's doing a bang-up job if it's held up this far." He says as they call out his name for the mike.
"Mind this for me. And I know how much whiskey there is in there." He hands me the bottle and struts up to the stage like a drunken peacock.
"Hey there ladies. Oh and you too gentlemen. I'm doing my version of 'Thinking of You' by Katy Perry." He says into the microphone.
Comparisons are easily done You said move on, where do I go? 'Cause when you're with him I am thinking of you You're like an Indian summer in the middle of winter I see your lips, I taste your mouth
Once you've had a taste of perfection
Like a wine from the winery
I picked the vintage, but I still got the cheap crap
I guess second best is all I will know
Thinking of you, what you would do
If you were the one who was spending the night?
And I was the one who was holding you tight?
Like a cigarette with the surprise center
How do I get better once I've had the best?
You said there's tons of fish in the water, but what if I just want one fish?
He pulls you in and I wish I was doing that myself! 'Cause when you're with him I am thinking of you You're the best, and yes, I do regret 'Cause when you're with him I am thinking of you Oh, won't you walk through?
Thinking of you, what you would do
If you were the one who was spending the night
And I was the one who was holding you tight?
How I could let myself let you go
Now, now the lesson's learned
I touched it, I was burned
Oh, I think you should know!
Thinking of you, what you would do
If you were the one who was spending the night?
And I was the one who was holding you tight?
Looking into your eyes, looking into your eyes
And bust in the door and take me away?
Oh, no more mistakes
'Cause in your eyes I'd like to stay, stay
He swaggers from the stage to the bar where me and Liss were seated.
"So what do you think? Did my performance in any way sway you from your marriage?" he asks hopefully, albeit slurred.
"Yea-no, nice try though. But with a voice like that I don't think you'll get me any time soon. Or anyone for that matter."
Lissa snorted, spraying her Mimosa everywhere. Then me and Adrian shouted in sync.
"SAY IT, DON'T SPRAY IT!!"
Somehow, many many drinks later, I found myself on top of a table dancing back to back with Adrian to 'Low'.
…Apple bottom jeans, jeans boots with the fur, fur
The whole club lookin' at her
She hit the floor
Next thing you know, shawtie got Low, Low, Low, Low, Low Low...
Each time they said 'Low' Adrian and I bent our knees and went lower and lower, trying not to topple off the table. Which was very tricky. Eventually we decided to throw the towel in at 2 am, but only because we were a bit drunk.
"Hey Rooszhe will youa marriiee mee?" Adrian asked me slurring the words.
"Not in thiiiiiss liffetimie Adriiiien." I laughed.
Hiccupping I made my way to my room, not even bothering to go on my bed, I fell asleep on the plush carpet.
