This chapter made me want to kill myself, so its short. I think I got the point across.
Needs to be Beated.
Kevin learned at an early age that you always knocked on your parent's door. After having several scaring incidents he always knocked on his parent's door regardless if it was open or closed. What he had yet to learn was to knock on his sister's door. So on the morning of Anna's wedding he ran into Heather's room to grab a tie and immediately ran out after seeing Tony and Heather in the middle of their dirty deeds. For the rest of the day Kevin couldn't even look at his sister or Tony.
Tony and Heather found the whole situation hilarious and spent the entire morning dropping hints about what Kevin had walked in on, to which Kevin would mutter under his breath that they were disgusting with a very red face.
Heather's parents were of course completely clueless about what was going on, and only gave the teasing couple odd looks when they bothered Kevin. If Heather's parents ever knew that Tony and Heather were having sex they would forever ban Tony from spending the night, or Heather spending the night with Tony.
Heather's parents liked to pretend that Heather was going to wait until marriage. Grandmother on the other hand liked to assume Heather and Tony were humping like rabbits. Grandmother had assumed right, because Heather and Tony couldn't seem to get enough of each other.
"So Tony, what are your plans on Friday?" Miss. Bethune asked throwing clothing into one of Heather's drawers. She had been ready for the wedding hours before and continued doing chores around the house as she waited impatiently. They were all waiting on Heather who was now fussing over herself. She had only just finished making sure Tony was presentable, and now worked on herself.
Tony had learned quickly that there was no point in fighting with Heather when it came to fashion, because even if she was wrong he would never win. So Tony simply stood silently as she fussed over him for well over an hour. He would never admit it, but he loved it when Heather fussed over him. This meant all of her attention was on him, and no one else.
Since they had started dating she had forced him to wear a 'new' sense of style that she liked, it wasn't much different then what he normally wore but she seemed to think he looked a lot better.
One of the many things she had taken away from him was an array of sunglasses. He was under strict law on what kinds he could wear and if she didn't approve they would disappear. So sometimes he would buy a pair (ones with colored lenses in particular) just to see how long it took her to dispose of them.
"Mom, stop talking!" Heather groaned learning forward in the mirror as she applied eyeliner under her eye. Heather was extremely private about her age, she didn't like talking about how old she was, and she didn't like having birthday parties.
Tony had to ask her mother what year Heather was born because Heather refused to tell Tony how old she was, Tony knew Heather was younger than him, he just didn't know how much younger. She had claimed that a lady never revealed her true age, which was 27.
"Oh Heather it's not that big of a deal!" Her mother lectured shaking her head as she did so. Heather grumbled finishing up her eyes, her mother then turned back to Tony who was confused about what Heather was upset about.
"Heather's birthday, we're celebrating and it wouldn't be right if you weren't there." Miss. Bethune said flashing Tony a smile. Heather had tried to hide the weekend events from Tony because she didn't even want to celebrate it herself. Her mother of course would have no say in not having a birthday party for any of her children.
"You didn't have to ask!" Tony chucked, Heather seemed displeased with his answer. Tony knew later that Heather would chew his ear off for it, but she would be secretly grateful he was there. Her bothers usually left her alone if Tony was around. Heather's mother smiled widely gently patting Tony's shoulder before shuffling out of the room.
"You're such a jerk." Heather said softly, sliding shoes on her feet at her vanity. Tony chuckled sitting down beside her.
"I'm a jerk because I want to celebrate your birthday with my girlfriend?" He laughed grabbing her waist and pulling her towards him. She frowned not liking how he found the situation so amusing. He knew she would rather hide in a hole than celebrate her birthday.
"You can celebrate my birthday with me." He laughed trying to kiss her, she pulled back pointing to her lips which were still wet. He pretended to pout when she refused his kiss.
"Celebrating your birthday with you is not a punishment, you would enjoy it." Heather said poking Tony in the chest. He held up his hands defensively, she was right, because if he had his way, they would spend his birthday together alone and naked.
Anna's wedding was painful, Tony had tried to keep his fame under wraps but people whispered and pointed at not only him but Heather who seemed completely oblivious at the attention she was getting.
Tony was glad that Anna was dense because if she was any other bride she would have noticed that not everyone's eyes were on her, instead everyone was more interested in him and his girlfriend.
After a long ceremony (which Tony spent trying to sneak his hand up Heather's dress) everyone had moved to a large dining room with a dancing floor. Anna had chosen a simple wedding, which was mainly white, with many flowers.
Heather had explained that they had such a simple wedding because they both would rather have used the money to buy a house, than have a lavish over the top wedding. They newly wedded couple had also decided on a very cheap close to home honeymoon, so they could buy their home that much sooner.
Tony had thought about what Anna and her husband had done, and assumed if he and Heather were a normal couple that they might have done the same thing. But Tony wasn't a normal person; he had more money than he knew what to do with it. If he had Heather got married, they would probably buy the island they were going to honeymoon on.
He would also help her start her company which she was trying so desperately hard to save for. She of course would fight him for it, but she would have no choice because if they were married, it would be her money too, and not a simple hand out (which is what Heather thought it was).
Tony and Heather both sat at a large table watching people dance. They had finished eating, and Heather had gently pressed herself up against Tony with her bare feet curled up on the chair beside her.
She was flirting with Tony, while gently playing with the hair at the back of his head, and every so often his earlobe. She often did this when he was driving, and he always found it distracting when she ran her fingers through his scalp.
Tony had lost track of what they were talking about when she silently turned her attention to the dance floor. Steven was sitting on a chair on the other side of the room, silently watching people dance on the floor. He looked sad, and played with his pants as watched the crowed.
"Is Steve okay?" Tony asked as Heather moved her head so she could see around a person who had danced into her line of vision. If Tony could see her face, he knew he would have seen a look of concern cross her face.
"I don't think so." Heather said softly raising a hand up to her lips in though. She then stood up, leaving her shoes behind to walk over to Steven. Tony would have fallowed if the events before him didn't unravel as quickly as they did.
Heather had walked over to Steven sitting down beside them, they had exchanged a few quick words before Heather sighed and grabbed her brother's hand. She then pulled him to the center of the floor; a large smile suddenly appeared on Steve's face.
Tony silently watched from the chair as Heather gently wrapped her arms around Steven shoulders. She had a soft smile on her face as she said something to Steven, he couldn't hear what Heather was saying but he was sure it was words of encouragement. Steve nodded and shyly wrapped his arms around her waist. Tony suddenly understood that Heather was teaching him how to dance.
Watching Heather teach Steven to dance looked almost painful, he stumbled moved to fast among other things but Heather was patient assuring him that everything was okay every time he made a mistake. For a moment Tony thought that maybe Steven would give up, but when he finally got the hang of it he was even a better dancer then Tony.
The joy on Heather's face as she danced with her brother pulled strings on his heart. She laughed with her brother her perfect teeth flashing for everyone to see.
It was at that moment Tony had come to the realization of something that had been building in his chest over the past couple of months. He was in love with Heather.
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