A/N: Oh my God I'm just a traitor! I've betrayed Nickelback for Snow Patrol... Sorry, couldn't help myself... ;)

10. My cheeks begin to heat.

"Your father calls to you As he's looking at his watch You leave me with a kiss On my quickly heating cheek"

After that ball, everything went forward in the time of a blink. Jane, persuaded Bingers didn't love her as Amanda told her, agreed in marrying the Creep. I facepalmed myself when she told me. But of course, we could thank Darcy for that as well.

So that's on a very beautiful morning -really, couldn't you have made it rain?- that I put on the most beautiful dress I found on Elizabeth's wardrobe, curled my hair as I could, brushed my teeth with those horrible wood sticks, and put a white bonnet on. I really looked fine in this, but that wasn't a happy day for me. I was so sorry for the poor Jane.

As I got downstairs, I found Amanda trying to convince the bride to quit her engagement. It only made her yell at my cousin and leave abruptly. I feared for their friendship.

Mrs Bennett and her other daughters appeared, all beautifully dressed, but the mother wore a pedant look she shared with Amanda. It couldn't announce good things.

I overheard Kitty saying something to Mary. "Lizzie didn't even come! Isn't that weird and disrespectful of her!" I snorted and then agreed a little with them. We had told Lizzie of course, by putting a letter under the door, but she couldn't open it and remained stuck for her sister's wedding. I guess it could feel disrespectful.

Am' was wearing one of Lizzie's white dresses with a red bonnet and blue jacket. She looked so strange in these clothes, it didn't look like her at all...

"Angie, come over here!" Her eyes were blazing, and I retreated back, guessing what this would be about. "If we see Wickham, promise you'll kill him."

I narrowed my eyes. "Okay, I promise."

She looked me up and down. "You won't. I'll have to do everything myself, as usual." She then pulled me outside towards the carriage. I insisted on saluting Jane before we went away to Meriton, but she looked so angry I didn't push my luck.

When we reached the church, I said to Mrs Bennett I'd rather stay outside and wait for the bride with handfuls of rice. She looked satisfied enough, but I didn't know what of. My deserting or my wedding joke? Only Hell could tell!

There were many people waiting outside the church. Mostly people who didn't like the idea of this marriage but who were there for Jane's sake. Just like me I suppose.

I posted myself behind a stone wall, and when I heard the weds coming out of the church, I suddenly found myself standing next to Bingers.

"Oh, Mr Bingley! I haven't seen you!"

He looked at me with puppy eyes, and I knew how he felt. He hated himself for listening to Darcy-Snob. "Miss Johnson." He bowed but I felt like he wasn't in it.

I took his wrist. "Nobody should tell us what to do with our feelings. Nobody." I wiped one tear away on his face, and pushed him to greet Jane and her husband.

They exchanged a painful look, before she was finding herself kissing Collins. I pulled back nausea. Then Jane threw her flowers and it landed right in Charlotte Lucas' hands. I felt sorry for her when she turned to Amanda. We had screwed her life over and again.

I felt someone's gaze on me and when I searched who it was, of course I met George's walnut eyes. He bowed to me but I didn't respond. He widened his eyes and I just turned back to Bingley, who walked forward in an attempt to take one last look at the woman he loves.

When Jane and Collins parted, the crowd walked away, and I could perfectly hear Amanda and George's little talk.

"Are you very angry about my fishy tales?

"My dad's an accountant. Much more interesting if he actually was a fishmonger!"

"How very alike we are, Miss Price. We see the world the same way. We have the same scent. I can smell myself on you." I turned around to hide my smile. The scenery really was beautiful, even on a day like this. I started moving forward the patches of grass leading back to Longbourne.

"Where do you think you're going without talking to me?" I suddenly his breath on my back, and I couldn't help but shudder at the thought he was so close to me. I stopped walking and turned to face the very object of my thoughts.

"George." I curtsied him. "I wasn't willing to talk to you, that's all."

He paced forward so that his eyes were levelled with mine. "Is it your cousin?" He took a strand of hair which disturbed my sight and put it back behind my ear.

I walked back from him. "Stop that."

"Stop what?"

"Being...you."

"I think you like me as I am, Angelina."

I turned around and ran away.

I didn't go far before his grip caught my arm and turned me back in his arms.

I looked up into his eyes, and they were on fire. "Angelina, please, tell me what's wrong."

"George, I can't...you can't...do this anymore. I can't bear it."

He let me go. "Are you...engaged to someone?"

I shook my head painfully. "No, of course not."

He took my cheek in his palm. It burnt my skin but I put my own palm on his to help the feeling. He wiped my tears away.

"You know how I feel about you. I do not need to tell you."

I nodded. "I know. That's what's wrong. You can't love me, George, because you have to marry someone else."

He giggled a little. "And who says that I can't marry who I want?"

"Fate." I softly pushed his hand away and walked towards Longbourne, slowly enough for him to follow.

He pushed his pace till he was walking right beside me, and I took his hand on an impulse. His thumb traced rings of fire on the back of my hand, and it didn't help my trail of thoughts.

As we carried on, I definitely thought that Amanda's plan of me to get away from George as much as I could was only making him wanting me more... That was a game I wasn't used to, even if it was a nice enough feeling to think for once the womaniser would be maneaten.

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