My Best Friend's Wedding
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Chapter Twelve
"You're still screaming at youself!" Oh my gosh! My wall talked to me! I turned around and my eyes met up with someone who wasn't supposed to hear a word I said. I thanked the heavens that it wasn't Troy.
"Chad." I breathed, relieved. "What are you doing here?" He shurgged his broad shoulders and plopped down on the couch.
"Can't a brother visit his little sister?" When he calls first...
"Sure."
"Great! I really only wanted to see why you were MIA, but it turns out that you've got some deeper issues to talk about." MIA? Oh! Missing in action. Taylor must've freaked when I didn't answer at work today.
"Yeah, Troy and I hung out this morning, and Seth came over a few hours ago."
"Ah, somebody's a pimp..." Good ole Chad! He's so funny. "So, why were you screaming at yourself?" He was good until he did that!
"What are you talking about?" I asked, pretending not to know anything. If I gave him any kind of clue that I loved Troy, things would go downhill.
"You screaming that you 'freakin' love' Troy. You may be a lawyer, but there is no loop hole out of this one, Gab." Stupid Chad! Why'd you have to come here?!
"I have no idea what you're talking about. I haven't said anything since Troy left."
"He was here again?" Yes! Subject change!
"Yeah, I was with Seth and my phone was on silent. I didn't answer the phone so he rushed over here." I explained. Chad just nodded.
"Wow, well at least you know he cares."
"I've always known that. It's getting late and I need my rest since I'll have loads of work tomorrow." This should get him out of the door. I yawned at the end of my sentence for that extra effect.
"Alright, just go to work tomorrow, because Tay will freak out if you're not there tomorrow."
"I will, Night!" I closed the door behind me and let out a breath. Thank-goodness he has a short attention span. I picked up the clothes and turned off the game console before heading in my room for bed.
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"Mommy, can I go play on the swings?" A five year-old Gabriella asked. She waited for her mother to nod before she took off. She took her mother's hand and skipped over happily. Gabriella went to get on the swing, but was have some trouble.
"Are you okay?" A blue-eyed boy asked from his seat on the other swing. He could see the girl's frustrated face.
"I can't get up." She replied sadly.
"Maybe I can help..." The boy went on the other side of the swingand held it steady. "Try now." Gabriella nodded and lifted herself into the seat. She turned and faced the boy to give him a gracious smile.
"Thank-you very much." She said, politely.
"No problem. I'm Troy. What's your name?"
"Gabriella." They shook hands before Troy went back over to his swing. He began to go back and forth on the swing as the little girl sat there.
"Is there something wrong?" Troy asked, slowing down from his swing.
"I can't push myself. My mommy never taught me." Without another word, Troy hopped off his own swing and went behind Gabriella's. He gave her a gentle push on the back and she began to move.
"Oh, you don't have to push me, Troy."
"It's fine." Gabriella blushed, embarassed, but nodded at Troy.
"C-can you teach me how to swing on my own?"
"Sure." Troy hopped back on his swing and showed her step by step how to swing. She giggled as she was up high in the air. Troy watched her with a big goofy grin on his face. "You did it!" Troy cheered as they both came to a stop. Gabriella jumped off her swing and ran over to Troy.
"Thanks! You're the best friend ever!" She sincerly spoke as she engulfed him in a hug. Troy was cuaght off guard, but wrapped his arms around her tiny frame.
"You're the best friend ever too." He whispered.
"Gabriella! It's time to go!" Her mother called. Gabriella pulled back and waved at her mom.
"I gotta go, bye!" She scurried off towards her mother who'd just finished exchanging numbers with Mrs. Bolton.
"Did you have fun on the swings, sweetheart?" Mrs. Montez smiled at her daughter from the rearveiw mirror.
"Yeah! Troy's the best! He taught me how to swing on my own! I had so much fun!" The older woman laughed as she go into the car with her child...
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Talk about a blast from the past. That has to be the only memory I have left from my toddler years. I'm glad. Troy was incredibly sweet that day and he didn't even know me. I mean, what little kid teaches someone the same age as them how to swing? I absolutely love him. Even when he was a kid he was too sweet. I stared at the picture that was on my desk. My mother took it when we got 'married' underneath the big tree. We both had on ring pops on our fingers as Troy leaned in to give me a peck on the cheek. How ironic...
"Hey, you alright?" Troy asked as he peeked into my office.
"Yeah, just...reminiscing." I answered as I averted my gaze to him.
"About...?"
"The day we met. It's the only memory that I have access to." I joked. Troy chuckled before taking a seat.
"That was an awesome day. I got to stay up late and watch cartoons for helping you and teaching you something new." I giglgled a little. "Now this picture brings back memories." Troy added as he glanced at the same picture I was gazing at.
"It definitely does." We both got silent for a moment.
"Gabi...do you think me getting married is right?" I looked at Troy for a minute as if to ask if he was serious. He didn't laugh or joke. He didn't even look at me.
"If Cassandra truely makes you happy and you two want to be together, I see no reason why not.."
"Yeah, but I don't want it to change things, you know? I don't want us to change."
"Why would we change? We've dated other people and remained friends." I reasoned.
"Yes, but this isn't dating. It's marraige. It's a lot different. I won't be around as much and with the move and all..."
"Well, then let's not think about that, Troy. Let's focus on right now. The future's ahead of us, so let it stay there. We'll face those obstacles when they come." Troy's eyes met mine as he took my hands in his. My heart just skipped a beat. OMG! I just told him to marry Cassandra! WHY?!
"You seem to know what to say in every situation."
"Well, it just sorta comes." I laughed nervously. Oh sweet peas! I can feel my hands start sweating! Not good! Not good at all!
"Do you have a presentaion or something?" Troy asked. Great! Quick, lie Gabi!
"No, it's just that Seth might come in and get the wrong idea." I told him as I slipped my hand out of his. I was already missing the warmth and roughness of his palms. He just nodded in understanding.
"I should go anyway. Cassie and I have some lunch plans. I'll call you if I'm not coming back to the firm."
"That's cool. I'm gonna look online for a house or apartment." Troy's face seemed to fall when I said that. Does he really want me to go? I just waved at him as he left my office. Things are definitely going to change at his wedding.
But for better? Or for worse?
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An-Eh, I don't really like this chapter. It's a filler. I'm skipping some time in the next chapter. I also apologize because this wasn't edited one bit. It's extra late and I have exams now. Wish me luck!
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