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"Oh god Edmon, faster," Mona moaned from on the bed, black hair spilling onto the pillow. Edmon panted, going harder, a light sheen of sweat covering him.

"I love you," he whispered, she moaned and arched her back. Edmon pushed harder "Oh god…Mara," he whispered.

He didn't realise his slip up into she stopped. He met her eyes and he opened his mouth in shock. "Oh god no…Mona please,"

But Mona shoved him off of her, picking up her clothes and pulling them on faster than thought possible.

"Foul," she hissed at him, heading for the door "That's what you are Edmon, foul." And she slammed the door. Edmon watched, utterly helpless.

He was so stupid, so so stupid, he smacked his forehead, before getting dressed himself.

He was an idiot. He was still not over the girl who was getting married to another guy. Another guy who he had given his blessing too. He was a right idiot. Now dressed he looked in the mirror.

He was a good looking guy, he decided. Why didn't Mara like him? What was it about him that put her off?

He needed to get over Mara if he was ever going to have a real relationship with anyone. He would have to meet with Mara, get into a fight with her and storm out hating her. That would fix everything.

He picked up his phone and dialled the number

"Hello?" her cheery voice rang out, and he still couldn't help but smile when he heard her voice. It was relieving somehow. Just to know she was still there, out there.

"Hey Mara, how've you been?"

"Good, how about you Ed? Haven't heard from you in ages!"

"I know," he rubbed the back of his neck "I was actually wondering if you wanted to meet up sometime?"

"Ed…" came her immediate hesitant response

"No! Just as friends of course," he nodded even though she couldn't see "I mean I'm with Mona," lie "And you're getting married. Just as friends, a quick catch up?"

There was a pause on the other side of the phone, and Edmon briefly wondered whether Jerome was there, listening to the conversation. Somehow, he didn't think so. And it made him feel good.

"I would love to," Mara smiled. Edmon smiled to, he had missed her saying yes to him.

"We'll arrange things later?"

"Sure,"

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"Jerome? What are you doing in here?"

Jerome looked up wide eyed. Only to see Fabian. "What are you doing in here?" Jerome countered, standing, swiftly hiding the book behind his back

"I'm returning Mara's pen," he held it up in his hand as proof "What are you doing in here?" he tried to peer behind Jerome's back, but Jerome turned accordingly.

"I'm just…you know, chillin'"

"Chillin'?"

"Yeah," he shrugged as if it were nothing.

"Okay then," Fabian said, going over to the desk and setting down the pen, before turning and plucking the book from Jerome's hands. Jerome was mildly impressed. Mildly. "Hey!" Fabian said loudly, reading the first page "This is Mara's diary! You can't read this! These are her private thoughts and secrets,"

Jerome's blood flooded with guilt but he managed a "Don't be such a girl, Fabian,"

"How would Mara feel if she knew what you were doing?" he asked as if he were talking to a child

"She'd be upset."

"Then why are you doing it?"

"Curiosity,"

"Hey!" Mara cried, walking in, sliding her phone into her pocket. She looked between the two boys "Fabian!" she sounded mad "Why do you have my diary?" Fabian stared at her opened mouthed, and Jerome took the opportunity.

"Exactly my question, Mara," he said shaking his head at Fabian and moving to stand behind Mara "I came in here, looking for my shoes, when I saw Fabian reading that book. I tried to stop him, but he was too good for me,"

Fabian blushed a deep shade of red, holding the diary meekly in his hands "Fabian, how could you? I expected more from you," she scolded. And it was horrible feeling, having someone as nice as Mara tell you off.

"Well I…" Fabian began, but he took one look at Jerome's pleading face and decided to give in "I'm sorry Mara, I came in here to return your pen, but then this book on the bookshelf caught my eye, and then I saw the inside, and you know…"

Mara's shoulders dropped "I guess its okay Fabian, you didn't mean to?"

"Of course not," Fabian said quickly. They reached in and hugged each other, a sign of sorry and forgiveness

"Okay, that's enough of that," Jerome smiled, slightly strained, pulling them away from each other "Now run along Fabian, go play with some…Nina's."

Fabian just gave a baffled laugh, before walking out. Mara closed her diary, put it back in the book and held it close to her chest. Jerome had to keep in the smile, she was going to hide it once he left.

"I'm going to go help with dinner," he smiled

"Jerome, wait!" she called, he turned in the doorway "I'm going to have lunch tomorrow,"

"Okay?"

"With a friend." She finished. Jerome's blood ran cold as he looked her hard in the eye.

"Which friend?"

"Edmon," she sighed. Jerome closed his eyes to try and conceal the anger

"Okay." He said through gritted teeth "Is he still with Mona?"

"Yes," she reassured him, happy he wasn't getting angry

"Then I hope you have fun. But not too much fun," his eyes widened expectantly

"I won't." She promised "But…there is one more thing,"

Jerome turned to face her full on "I won't like this will I?"

"I kinda invited him to the wedding," she looked down at the book in her hands while Jerome stared at her in shock

"You what?"

"You heard me," she whispered

"Right." He summed up "Well then, nice of you to consult our wedding with me," and then he turned and walked out

"Jerome!" she called after him

"Obviously doesn't matter to you!" he finished, jogging down the stairs.

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