Love doesn't make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile. Franklin P. Jones

Chapter XXVIII: The Aftermath of One Night & Fiver Years

So, what was sleeping with Darcy like? It was amazing to say the least. It was like having the most gorgeous guy with you and you're the only person he wanted that night (which was what it really was). Thinking about it gave me chills all over.

But what was the aftermath of all this? Well, I'll have to begin to when I kissed Darcy at his doorstep.

Darcy led me to his room when he realized that this may be the only chance he would have with me again. If I had taken one look at the place, I would've said that this was classic Darcy style with its paintings and furniture…but I didn't because all I could think about was what I was doing at the moment.

Once we got into the bedroom and had slammed the door behind us, we fell onto his bed and continued to kiss. Somehow, I managed to get myself pushed upright so that my back was pressed hard against the headboard.

There was just something about this moment that wouldn't allow us to break away from the kiss to get some air. There were sparks flying everywhere, passion every time I ran my hands through his hair and down his shoulders.

Our kiss did break a couple of times but that was because our clothes just couldn't stay on for long, now can it?

We soon moved on from kissing on our lips to Will (name change!) trailing his lips down my neck.

That was when he finally spoke what was on his mind. "Lizzy, would this a mistake?"

I didn't answer his question, just gently led his lips back to mine and deepened the kiss.

This is where we both slowly lied back down on the bed and the lights dim down.


"Will, it's time to wake up. You know, you really shouldn't go to bed late, it messes up your sleep pattern and your brain and stuff." Anne said as she walked right into Will's room and started pulled up the blinds.

I heard the voice and felt the sunlight in my eyes and instantly woke up. Anne was still ranting on about the brain when she turned around and said,

"Will, why aren't you--" She stopped when she saw that I had sat up with the bed sheets covering my body with a horrid expression on my face.

Will decided then to wake up too. He sat up and rubbed his face so that he was able to think more clearly. He looked from me to Anne and subsequently made the connection of what just happened.

"I'm-I'm going to go now." Anne ran out of the room, blushing, quietly muttering "Sorry for interrupting.", closing the door behind her.

There was a brief silence when I turned to Will and said sarcastically, "You didn't lock the door?"

Will just sat back against the headboard, running both his hands through his hair, and thinking.


I got out of the bed with the sheets still wrapped around me and scrambled to get my clothes together.

There wasn't a lot but the whole time I was looking for my underwear, I was whispering "oh my god" over and over again.

"You're panicking." I looked over the bed and saw that Will was still where he was when I got out of the bed.

"Maybe it's just me, but you should be too."

"What's there to panic about?"

"Have you gone insane?" I yelled at him. "Why wouldn't I be panicking?"

"Calm down, Lizzy." he tried to soothe me but it didn't work. I was far gone from calming down.

"How can I calm down when your sister just caught us in bed…together…at the same time?"

"Well, it would be quite hard to catch us in bed together at two different times, wouldn't you think?"

"Not the time to make jokes, Will."

"Okay, but you shouldn't be panicking."

I yelled out in frustration. My pulse was racing and I didn't know what to do! I got my clothes on and proceeded to run out the door when Will stopped me.

"Hey, you're not going anywhere until we've talked about this."

"You're right, we do need to talk about this…just not right now. I need to get back to Jane and…and…" I found my self loss for words.

"Back to Richard?" Will said with the tone hurt in his voice.

I was silent, confirming his belief.

"So, this was a mistake to you, wasn't it?" he asked quietly.

"No." I said firmly. "A little ill-timed, but not a mistake. It's just that my engagement shouldn't end over an argument. Five years shouldn't end over an argument."

"So, what happens now?" Will asked.

"I need time; I need to talk to Richard. I need you to wait until I'm ready."

"I don't know how long though."

"I don't know either." I faintly smiled and left his bedroom.

I slipped out of the house, unnoticed. (Probably because Charlie and Anne were hiding somewhere in the house.)


"Lizzy! Where have you been? I was so worried when you didn't pick up your phone." Jane cried as I opened the front door.

"Sorry, I wrote you a note."

"Well, that didn't cut it. Where did you go?"

"Somewhere."

"Now, wait, I know where that is. Is it near 'nowhere' or 'anywhere'?" She pretended ponderingly.

"Just somewhere. How was the movie?"

"It was good." She said. "The kids liked it."

"Yeah…? So, tell me, any emotional discomfort that I should know about?"

"Not really. I mean, it was a shock to see somebody for the first time in five years but it's not something that a dinner party shouldn't fix. And you? How are you holding up?" Jane asked. As happy as she was to see Charlie again, she never missed a chance to ask others how they were doing.

"I'm doing great."

"Give it a couple of days; I'm sure Richard will forgive you by then. I mean, it was just a small fight. Everything will patch up eventually. You can't get married angry at each other, you know?" Jane joked, only I wasn't laughing with her.

I just smiled faintly and told her that I didn't think that there would be a marriage.

"What? What do you mean?"

"Richard and I won't get married."

"But you still have the ring." Jane said as she looked at the engagement ring I still had on my finger. I had put it on this morning when I found it on the nightstand. I guess I took it off unknowingly. That was my first clue that this wedding and this relationship was ending.

"Yeah, but this fight, it was the end."

"Did he say that?" Jane asked, worried, leading me to the couch.

"No, it's a gut feeling that I have."

"Maybe it's just cold feet." Jane said.

"No, Jane."

"Well, it's just a fight, it'll go away."

"No, it won't, Jane."

"But you guys have been together for five years; it wouldn't make sense that a fight like that would end such a long relationship. It just doesn't-" Jane ranted on when I stopped her mid-sentence.

"Jane, I slept with Will last night. I slept with him and I didn't feel like I made a mistake. That's why.… That's why Richard and I are over."

Jane was silent, she understood. I sat there with her and we both stared into space.


I went to work as usual that week. I avoided people. I avoided all the phone calls that I've had from Will and from Anne. I didn't want to talk to anybody (except with Jane and the twins, but that was only because I lived with them) until I was sure that I've had all this figured out.

I finally was ready two weeks later. It was hard, you know, avoiding people. Especially when you have an uncanny habit of being optimistic about greeting everybody.

Richard hasn't called me yet but I was sure that he has forgiven me. How did I know that? Because I've known Richard for a long time. He wasn't the type of guy that avoided people when he's mad. No, he was the guy who confronted people and tried to work things out.

Well anyways, I decided that Richard and I really needed to talk. So I went to the hospital to speak to him. And you know what? Richard was still mad at me. I know, I completely contradicted myself but he really was still furious at me.

I was walking around the surgical floor to look for him when I finally spotted him looking at a chart by the nurses' station.

"If you start being that serious about life, Richard," I joked slightly, noting the seriousness of him reading his charts. "Then what fun would living be."

"Was that supposed to be funny? It didn't even make sense." Richard said unemotionally when he looked up to see me.

"I know... but I didn't come here to make jokes."

"I'm quite busy now, so I have no time to hear whatever you have to say."

"Ouch, that hurts, but I completely understand. That's why I have the day off today. I'll wait for you."

"I don't know when I would be able to get off."

"Well, here's the deal. There's a bar down the block from here. It's the only one. I'll be there today and I will wait until it closes for you to come talk to me. If you don't come, then that tells me that our friendship may never be the same again and we may never see each other again. I advise you to come, Richard." I turned around and walked out of the building.

Before I walked into the bar to tell the bartender that I would be there for a long time, I stopped at a bookstore to pick up a book. I chose something truly funny and yet sad at the same time as at that point, that was how I reflected on my life.


"Another one please, Nick." I said as my watch said that it was 15 minutes before ten 'o clock.

"That's like your tenth one tonight." The bartender said with concern and humor in his tone.

"It's a Sprite. It would do me no harm then the chance of getting diabetes."

"I don't know about this, but I'm pretty sure that that's not something somebody would like to have."

"Better than dying from alcohol intoxication." I laughed.

I went back to my reading (I was almost done!) when the bartender went away to tend to another customer.

"Excuse me, could I have a beer, please?" Richard asked when he sat down beside me. He was still very unemotional in the way he talked. It scared me that this was someone that Richard could become. Whatever happened to the fun-loving person I knew?

"You came." I stated happily.

"Yeah." He just said as the bartender gave him his beer. We both just looked away from each other and stared off into space, drinking our drinks.

After about ten minutes later, I finally made my say.

"This was what I asked you to come talk about with me tonight." I said as I slid the velvet box with my engagement ring in it over to Richard.

He looked at it with confusion and opened it to see the ring.

"So this is the end, huh?" he said.

"Not to our friendship. I still want us to be friends, no matter how cliché that may sound."

"What happened to us?"

"Nothing, it was me. I didn't know how much I had truly gotten over Will. When I saw him again, all these memories came right back to me. I was very confused."

"So there's no way that we could ever be the same, huh?"

"No, I don't think so. But everything will work out in the end."

"Yeah."

"I have to go now." I stood up from my stool and gave him a hug and his head a kiss and told him that we should do something together sometimes, like we used to do.

"Yeah, we should." Richard said quietly.


"Hey, Jane! I'm home." I called out as I placed my keys on the table next to the door.

"Lizzy! Where have you been? I've been calling and calling you?"

"Did you need me or something?" I asked to see Jane, who looked very worried and nervous at the same time.

"You have a guest."

"At this time of night? Who could it be?"

"Will's aunt." Jane said simply.

"What?" I whispered in horror.

"She came about an hour ago. She's been waiting this whole time, insisting that she needed to speak to you."

"Oh, great." I said sarcastically. I put on a fake smile and walked into the living room.

"Mrs. De Bourgh. What is it that I have the pleasure of having you at this time of night?" I asked as I saw the woman sitting on the couch, looking around the room to her displeasure and in straightening herself when she turned to look at me.

"Miss Bennet." Mrs. De Bourgh stood up. "I have urgent important matters to speak to you about. Would you step outside with me?"

"What would that 'matter' be about?" I asked curiously but I wished I hadn't because Mrs. De Bourgh spoke even more sternly at me than before.

"It concerns you and all three of my nephews. Especially William Darcy."

This was going to be hell.


A/N: Hola, everybody! What's up?

Anyways, a new chapter has come upon us and I hope that this chapter pleases you as much as it did to me because Lizzy can finally be with Darcy! (If she can get through this conversation with Mrs. De Bourgh alive!!)

I liked this chapter but it may be a filler for you guys. As you can probably tell, the story is nearing its end pretty soon. Actually this is the third to last chapter. I shall continue writing, I can promise you that.

I've already revised this chapter. Please forgive me if there are still mistakes, that would just be me and my horrible grammar skills. I'm reading Utopia now so I would have that much time to revise this today. Thanks for you patience!

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