Chapter 8

"Jessica, of all the low down things that you have ever done thing has got to be the lowest. WHAT were you thinking even asking me if I could plan Conner's wedding? You did it right in front of him too." I ranted as I ran a whole through the kitchen floor as I paced.

I had been on edge ever since my sister had pulled her little stunt, and now that everyone had left I was letting her have it. I was thankful that Jeremy had taken himself and his son home because I didn't think that he would like seeing his wife's MURDER.

"I don't see why this should bother you so much."

I glared, "He's the father to my son! I don't want to plan his wedding!"

Jessica laughed, "I think you have issues."

"I think you have a death wish."

""I think you still love Conner."

"I think that you need to get in the damn rental and let me drive you home before I kill you," I suggested.

I could see that my sister was pondering this for a bit, but lucky for her she saw the light and went out into the damn rental. I was pissed right now, and if she said one thing that would piss me off any more I was going to drive her off a fucking cliff. Pardon the language.

"So, are you doing the wedding?" she asked as soon as I got into the car.

I ignored her and hoped that the silence would speck for itself.

"See I knew you would do it! Teddy makes a shit load of money, not to mention her family comes from money. We'll both make a nice income off of this one"

I growled and turned the radio on full blast before I pulled out of the driveway. I was not going to do this stupid wedding!

As soon as we pulled up in front of the house I looked at my sister expectantly waiting for her to get out so I could go back to David and sleep off the rest of my day in deep depression. My sister is didn't take the hint.

"Liz, you should really do the wedding," my sister suggested again only this time in all seriousness.

"I don't want to do it, and I know you like to think otherwise, but I don't have to do everything you ask me to do," I pointed out.

"I think that this will only help you get over him."

I hit the steering wheel in frustration. "Bull! You think that this is going to have a happy ending with me being the one beside Conner. I have news for you, sister. I don't want to be with Conner!"

"I think you're lying to yourself," my sister admitted gently.

"I think that you should bite me." I suggested.

My sister was making my life hell and I didn't know if she knew it or not, but I really hoped she would get the hint. Weather or not I had feelings for Conner didn't matter. He was getting married and even though I didn't love him that didn't mean that watching him get married wouldn't hurt.

"You're doing this wedding, Liz."

"Shows how much you know."

"You're not going to let anything happen to ruin his wedding because you care for him to much to let him get hurt. I know you can't trust me. Who else are you going to choose to do his wedding?"

Nice point. Good question.

"Now I have to go. Jeremy gets nervous when he thinks he's going to have to change the baby's diaper.

Despite myself, I found myself laughing. Men were so typical.

It was seven in the morning and my son was waking my up because he was bored. I was up half the night worrying about what I was going to do with the Conner situation. I wanted sleep and I wanted it now. If only I could get my son to shut up! I loved him but at this moment if he didn't shut up soon I was going to send him to a Europe, far away from me.

"Mommy, wake up," David pleaded.

I groaned, "Let mommy sleep a bit more."

"But mommy-"

"No butt mommy's. I did get a lot of sleep and what I say goes. Either get in bed with mommy or you're going to get punished," I warned.

He didn't seem happy about it, but David did get on the bed (with help from me) and took the space beside me. I took comfort in the fact that my son was right by me, but how I wished sometimes that I wasn't always sharing a bed with the cat or sleeping with David because he had gotten a nightmare. Sometimes I wanted someone by me while I slept… in the male form.

I always dreamed about coming back home and sharing my old bed that I had grew up in with my husband. I wanted to lye by him and tell him stories about what happened when I was younger. I wanted to feel safe with a man in my arms. Instead I got companionship in the form of a cat named Whiskers or my son. I loved them both, but it wasn't enough. I drifted off not long after my son did.

I was grateful when I woke up two hours later that David was still sleeping. I needed my coffee before I would be ready for anything. I also needed to get a couple things done. When I went downstairs I found a note from mom and dad telling me that they had went over to Jess's to visit her and the baby. The house was silent with just me and a sleeping child in it. It felt like I was seventeen again.

When I was younger I was always the first one up and I usually had the house to myself for awhile until mom and dad woke up. I usually didn't see Jessica until noon and when Steven was hear I usually didn't see him at all because he was either out the door before I was up so he could get to work or he slept in so late that I was out the door before he could get up.

The clock on the stove said that it was just a little after nine so I made a cup of coffee and I lifted up the phone on the wall to call Leah, one of the Jessica's partners in her company. It only took two rings before Leah picked up the phone.

"JKZ's Bridal, how can I help you," she greeted.

"Doesn't anyone ever wonder what the Z is for?"

"Not really. When they do, we just say that we were being creative. Zack would kill us if we said anything about him. Considering he has enough money to kill us all and get away with it we follow anything he says," she explained.

Zack was the last and third partner in Jessica's boutique. He rarely mentioned much, because he didn't want anyone to know that he was part owner in a bridal planning business, but he didn't mind putting money into the company so it worked. He was involved when Jess and Leah needed him because he was a male's point of view. I always wondered how they convinced him to put his first initial on the name, because he was always so worried about what people finding out what he did on the side. I never really went into it though because I had a feeling it wasn't something I wanted to know.

The only reason that Zack was even involved in the whole bridal thing was because at the time Jessica and Leah were planning to open up the business, Leah was dating Zack. My sister and Leah started planning and they realized that they didn't have enough money to go very far with the company. So Leah asked Zack if he could be a partner, and she was successful. I never understood why Zack didn't just loan the money out, but I had a feeling he actually liked to do stuff like planning weddings. I did, however, know the story on how Leah convinced Zack to help her out and it wasn't a story that I ever wanted to hear again. In that case there had been way too much information in that little story.

Actually, when Zack and Leah had been dating Leah didn't hold any part of her sex life back. Sadly even though they had broken up she still was that way, because she liked bragging when she was getting good sex. Lord help us all. There was a reason that I never got close to her. Part jealousy and partly because I just didn't want to know.

"I called because I need to know if you're willing to help me out on something."

"It depends on what you need help on. If you're looking for a guy-"

"I'm not," I lied.

I was looking for a guy. I just didn't want Leah looking for a guy for me. If I wanted a one night stand then she was the first one I was going to go too, to find a guy. Otherwise I would work on that problem on my own.

"Oh."

"I need help because Jess wants me to plan a wedding for her, and I don't want to do it. On the other hand I don't want Jess to do it either. I need your help."

"You know I'm booked Liz."

"Well I really can't do this wedding, and I don't trust Jessica anywhere near it. It's Conner's, something I'm sure you heard about-"

"The second Jess found out about it," she interrupted.

"So you can see my problem?" I asked hopefully.

"Yeah," she agreed, "I do see your problem."

My hoped rose, "But I can help you," she went on crashing them again.

"Can't you do anything?"

"I can advise you to plan this wedding."

"I don't want to!" I complained.

"I may be older then the both of you, but I always thought that you were more mature then both Jess and I and on many occasions Zack. Grow up and do what you have to do. This will help you move on."

I have moved on, I thought. I didn't bother to say it though because it was pointless. Everyone thought that I still had feelings for Conner and I didn't think that would change soon.

"You've known Jess since the both of you went to Sweet Valley. Can't you understand that I can't do this, but my sister, being the way she is, can't be trusted?"

"If you won't do it for yourself then do it for the son. If you don't feel comfortable enough to plan his wedding then you have to feel something for him. Since, it looks like he's going to be a part of your sons life wouldn't it help if you didn't love him like that."

After trying a couple more times to get her to come up with something and failing badly I hung up. I planned to work on my sister later. I knew that I wasn't really being myself by having such a problem with this, but really he was the father to my child! I was not going to plan Conner's wedding! No way in hell.