Chapter 2
Later that night, Trista, Shawn, and their parents finished eating their dinner and were now talking about the wedding. "Y'all have to pick a date and it must be this year," Tawana said. They had a Wedding Planner book. "Why can't the wedding be some time next year?" Shawn asked. "Because the soon the better now stop whining," Hope said. "How about the fifteen of July," Trista said. "That's great, it gives us enough time to get everything absolutely perfect," Hope chimed. "Shawn whatcha think?" Tawana asked. "Whatever, I just want to get this over with," Shawn said. "Well we have a lot to do in these six months. So next week we are going to start on this wedding," Hope said. "That'll be perfect," Trista said. "Here, until then you pre-write everything in these books, and next week we'll start with getting a Wedding Planner to help us," Tawana said, giving her the different wedding books. "Shawn you help her too, I'm not kidding," Hope said. Their parents left and Trista immediately started on the books. "Shawn come help, it'll make everything faster," Trista said. "I have better things to do, plus that's the ladies job anyway," Shawn said, leaving from out the family room.
An hour later, Trista stopped writing in the books and took them upstairs to her room. She knocked on the adjoining door her and Shawn shared. "Shawn we really need to talk at least to come to a common ground," Trista said. "Go away I'm busy," he yelled. "I don care, we have to talk and it can't wait." After a few minutes, she heard the door unlock. "What do you want?" Shawn asked. "I have to talk with you and it's important." "I have company, so if you would excuse me," he said. "Whoever it is can wait," Trista said. "Shawn could you get rid of her, so we can get back to what we were doing," Belle said, walking up behind him. "What is she doing here?" "I'm visiting my boyfriend," Belle said. "You mean ex-boyfriend and my fiancée." "Trista we can talk some other time," Shawn said. "No, I want to talk now," she said standing her ground. Belle pushed Shawn out the way and got in Trista's face. "Listen here Bitch, we busy so why don't you go somewhere. We have better things to do than to listen and feel bad for yourself," Belle said. "First of all, back up out my face, cause I know you don't want to have a replay of the tenth grade. Secondly, I want to speak with Shawn, not your ugly ass. See I know what your all about, Belle. I can tell from your actions, that you really don't love Shawn, your using him to get what you want. I know that you'll go as far as, having him get you pregnant, so he won't marry me and you could get your hands on his family hard earn money. See that's where I step in at, cause I'm not gonna sit back and let you ruin his life, I'm not gonna let you trap him. He's too got damn blind to see that, I'm the one who's gonna make him see your true colors," Trista said. Belle raised her hand and was about to smack Trista, but Shawn grabbed her. "Belle, chill out. Why don't you go home, I'll call you in a half," Shawn said. "Fine, I'm out of here," Belle said, grabbing her purse and leaving.
"I don't know where you get off telling her that she don't love me, cause she loves her just as much as I love her. I don't even know why I'm here talking with you, we have nothing to discuss," Shawn said. "We have a lot to talk about. I'm gonna keep this plain and simple, I don't want Belle in this house no more-." "Wait a minute, Belle is welcomed here anything she feels like it. I love Belle and she can move in if I want her too," Shawn said. "Over my dead body," Trista said. "Whatever, listen I don't have to listen to you. I have better things to do, than to listen to someone that I don't even exist to me." That really set things off. "I can believe you just said that," Trista said cryin'. Before anymore could be said, the doorbell rung. Shawn went to get it, while Trista collapsed on her bed, cryin'.
"What's up Brady?" Phillip said. "Trista's tripping," Shawn said. "Shawn, Trista misses you. The three of us use to be so tight when we were younger. As soon as we got to high school you did a complete 180 on Trista. Everyone use to call us the three musketeers, when ever they saw one of us, they knew the other two was very close by. Trista is really broken up and only you can fix that," Phillip said, hoping that his friend would really open his eyes and see what he's been missing.
Shawn looked at Phillip and saw that he had a thing for her. "Phillip, why didn't you marry her?" Shawn asked. "Because you two were already arranged to get married before you took your first steps. Plus Trista doesn't like me in that way. She told me last night that she like Jason, and would rather had married him, but he's married to Jan. The way she was talking about him, made me think if something went on between them. Who knows they probably had sex or something." Shawn didn't like that and decided to nip it in the bud. "It doesn't matter anyway, cause Jason won't be stepping foot in this house, after the what he did at the Last Blast." "Shawn that's not fair. You get to have Belle over and Trista can't have Jason over," Phillip said. "I don't care, he's not coming in here." "Trista also mentioned this other guy that she likes, but he wouldn't give her the time of day. She said that the guy she like, always put her down and say mean things to her. I asked her why she likes this guy, and she told me that she can't help who see likes." "Well I could care less about her love life," Shawn said. Phillip saw right through him and knew that Shawn was very interested.
Phillip knocked on Trista's door, before opening it. The site before him, made him want to knock some sense into Shawn. "Trista, don't cry," he said, gathering her in his arms. "Everything's going to be ok," he said trying to sooth her. "No it's not," she whispered. They sat that way for a while, before Phillip actually made a move on her. He lifted her chin up and looked into her eyes, before kissing her gently on the lips. Trista was surprised but kissed him back.
Later that night, Trista, Shawn, and their parents finished eating their dinner and were now talking about the wedding. "Y'all have to pick a date and it must be this year," Tawana said. They had a Wedding Planner book. "Why can't the wedding be some time next year?" Shawn asked. "Because the soon the better now stop whining," Hope said. "How about the fifteen of July," Trista said. "That's great, it gives us enough time to get everything absolutely perfect," Hope chimed. "Shawn whatcha think?" Tawana asked. "Whatever, I just want to get this over with," Shawn said. "Well we have a lot to do in these six months. So next week we are going to start on this wedding," Hope said. "That'll be perfect," Trista said. "Here, until then you pre-write everything in these books, and next week we'll start with getting a Wedding Planner to help us," Tawana said, giving her the different wedding books. "Shawn you help her too, I'm not kidding," Hope said. Their parents left and Trista immediately started on the books. "Shawn come help, it'll make everything faster," Trista said. "I have better things to do, plus that's the ladies job anyway," Shawn said, leaving from out the family room.
An hour later, Trista stopped writing in the books and took them upstairs to her room. She knocked on the adjoining door her and Shawn shared. "Shawn we really need to talk at least to come to a common ground," Trista said. "Go away I'm busy," he yelled. "I don care, we have to talk and it can't wait." After a few minutes, she heard the door unlock. "What do you want?" Shawn asked. "I have to talk with you and it's important." "I have company, so if you would excuse me," he said. "Whoever it is can wait," Trista said. "Shawn could you get rid of her, so we can get back to what we were doing," Belle said, walking up behind him. "What is she doing here?" "I'm visiting my boyfriend," Belle said. "You mean ex-boyfriend and my fiancée." "Trista we can talk some other time," Shawn said. "No, I want to talk now," she said standing her ground. Belle pushed Shawn out the way and got in Trista's face. "Listen here Bitch, we busy so why don't you go somewhere. We have better things to do than to listen and feel bad for yourself," Belle said. "First of all, back up out my face, cause I know you don't want to have a replay of the tenth grade. Secondly, I want to speak with Shawn, not your ugly ass. See I know what your all about, Belle. I can tell from your actions, that you really don't love Shawn, your using him to get what you want. I know that you'll go as far as, having him get you pregnant, so he won't marry me and you could get your hands on his family hard earn money. See that's where I step in at, cause I'm not gonna sit back and let you ruin his life, I'm not gonna let you trap him. He's too got damn blind to see that, I'm the one who's gonna make him see your true colors," Trista said. Belle raised her hand and was about to smack Trista, but Shawn grabbed her. "Belle, chill out. Why don't you go home, I'll call you in a half," Shawn said. "Fine, I'm out of here," Belle said, grabbing her purse and leaving.
"I don't know where you get off telling her that she don't love me, cause she loves her just as much as I love her. I don't even know why I'm here talking with you, we have nothing to discuss," Shawn said. "We have a lot to talk about. I'm gonna keep this plain and simple, I don't want Belle in this house no more-." "Wait a minute, Belle is welcomed here anything she feels like it. I love Belle and she can move in if I want her too," Shawn said. "Over my dead body," Trista said. "Whatever, listen I don't have to listen to you. I have better things to do, than to listen to someone that I don't even exist to me." That really set things off. "I can believe you just said that," Trista said cryin'. Before anymore could be said, the doorbell rung. Shawn went to get it, while Trista collapsed on her bed, cryin'.
"What's up Brady?" Phillip said. "Trista's tripping," Shawn said. "Shawn, Trista misses you. The three of us use to be so tight when we were younger. As soon as we got to high school you did a complete 180 on Trista. Everyone use to call us the three musketeers, when ever they saw one of us, they knew the other two was very close by. Trista is really broken up and only you can fix that," Phillip said, hoping that his friend would really open his eyes and see what he's been missing.
Shawn looked at Phillip and saw that he had a thing for her. "Phillip, why didn't you marry her?" Shawn asked. "Because you two were already arranged to get married before you took your first steps. Plus Trista doesn't like me in that way. She told me last night that she like Jason, and would rather had married him, but he's married to Jan. The way she was talking about him, made me think if something went on between them. Who knows they probably had sex or something." Shawn didn't like that and decided to nip it in the bud. "It doesn't matter anyway, cause Jason won't be stepping foot in this house, after the what he did at the Last Blast." "Shawn that's not fair. You get to have Belle over and Trista can't have Jason over," Phillip said. "I don't care, he's not coming in here." "Trista also mentioned this other guy that she likes, but he wouldn't give her the time of day. She said that the guy she like, always put her down and say mean things to her. I asked her why she likes this guy, and she told me that she can't help who see likes." "Well I could care less about her love life," Shawn said. Phillip saw right through him and knew that Shawn was very interested.
Phillip knocked on Trista's door, before opening it. The site before him, made him want to knock some sense into Shawn. "Trista, don't cry," he said, gathering her in his arms. "Everything's going to be ok," he said trying to sooth her. "No it's not," she whispered. They sat that way for a while, before Phillip actually made a move on her. He lifted her chin up and looked into her eyes, before kissing her gently on the lips. Trista was surprised but kissed him back.