Amara frowned in the mirror of the dressing room.
"I hate it."
Makoto sighed.
"Oh, come on Amara! You're my maid of honor. Please wear the dress!"
Amara shook her like a spoiled child.
"No, I refuse to wear this thing!"
Makoto had to suppress a giggle. Amara did look ridiculous in the dress she picked for the bridesmaids. Amara stared at herself in disbelief. The dress she wore was a satin emerald dress that to wrap around her body, but she looked awkward in it. She was too tall and lanky in it. Makoto had to agree with her friend. It didn't look good on her at all.
"Okay Thompson, you're right. It's not you. How about I get the seamstress to make a pants suit in the same color and material?"
"Fine, just get me out of this!"
Makoto laughed and helped her friend out of the dress. A saleslady came out the back room holding a white gown on a hanger.
"Ms. Brooks, here is your dress."
Makoto thanked her and walked into the dressing room to change into it. Amara sighed, finally back in her clothes and waited to see what the detective looked like in her wedding gown. Makoto stepped out from behind the curtain. Amara's jaw dropped. Makoto blushed.
"Well?"
Amara smiled."
Look in the mirror."
Makoto turned to look at the three way mirror. She gasped at her reflection. She didn't look like the tomboy detective everyone knew her as. She was a vision in white. The dress was strapless and beads outlined the top part and when down to a train on the floor. It hugged her curves and made her look like an angel.
"I love it."
"And so will Nephrite."
Makoto smiled and twirled a little.
"Yeah, I guess he will. He's just been so fucking busy at that art gallery. I hope he doesn't forget about the rehearsal dinner tomorrow night."
Amara rolled her eyes.
"He won't forget Brooks. Now let's get out of here before I die of too many ruffles and white."
Makoto laughed and went back to change into her clothes.
...
Mina sped down the street in search of Makoto. She noticed the detective walking out the door of the bridal shop and swerved in front of her.
"What the fuck," Amara screamed.
Makoto jumped back.
"Damn it don't you know how to drive you... Mina?"
Mina smiled slightly.
"Hi, Makoto Can I talk to you for a minute?"
"No, I've got things to do," Makoto replied firmly and began to walk away.
Mina put her car in drive and drove next to Makoto.
"Look, about that night, well I'm sorry. But I need to explain some things to you now. It's important. Please?"
Makoto glanced at her and then at the ground.
"Okay. Amara, I'll catch you later at the station. Alright?"
"Cool with me. See you."
Amara waved and walked down to her red sports car. Makoto slid into the passenger's seat of the Mina's car and she sped off as soon as Makoto put on her seatbelt. Mina nibbled on her thumbnail, deciding on what to say to the woman sitting next to her. She glanced at her a moment and almost leaned over and kissed her. It was time to fess up before anything happened again.
"Makoto... I think there are some things you should know about Nephrite."
Makoto raised her eyebrow and turned to look at Mina.
"Really, and what would that be?"
Mina looked nervous and her hands started shaking (Why the hell am I so nervous. Snap out of Troy. Just tell her.)
"I'm not Nephrite's publicist."
"Stop the car," Makoto ordered.
"I was hired to do things."
"Stop the car Mina," Makoto said more firmly
"I was a prostitute-"
"SHUT UP!" Makoto screamed.
"-Nephrite hired me to seduce your partner, but I wanted you Makoto. God, I wanted you so bad."
SMACK!
Mina stopped the car and they both lunged forward. Makoto unbuckled her seatbelt and stared at Mina. A red mark began to appear on her cheek.
"Look, you need professional help. You're delusional and I can't deal with this right now. My partner is still in the hospital and I'm supposed to be there right now. Now excuse me, but don't ever come near me again or I'm arresting you," yelled Makoto.
Tears fell down Mina's face.
"He's evil. Why can't you see it?"
Makoto closed her eyes as she heard the tires screech down the street.
...
Nephrite stared at the phone on his desk. He shook his head and opened the blinds to look out the window. He seemed to be looking for something or someone, but he just sighed and went back to seat. He pressed the button on the intercom.
"Yes, Mr. Silverton?"
"Please cancel all my meetings for the rest of the day. I'm feeling a bit under the weather. Don't let anyone up to my office unless it is an emergency."
"Yes sir."
He leaned back in his chair and thought about that stupid blond Mina. The phone rang, snapping him out of his thoughts.
"Hello?"
"Hey
His spirits perked up and sat a little straight in his chair.
"Hey Makoto."
"What's wrong? You don't seem like yourself," she replied.
"You have no idea," he mumbled, half to himself and half to her.
"Well remember the dinner tomorrow night okay."
He smiled.
"Of course. I wouldn't miss it for the world. I have to go, but I'll come over tonight."
"Okay. I'm to go see Andrew, but I'll be at my place around 7. Love you."
Nephrite gripped the phone at the sound of Andrew's name.
"..Love you too."
He heard the line click and then put the phone on the receiver. He clenched his jaw thinking about his fiancée with that bed ridden detective.
...
Makoto sat next to Andrew in his bed. He was still inactive, but the doctors said his was improving. They even said he might be able to respond to conversations. Makoto hoped he would be okay. She stroked his bangs out of his eyes and smiled at how long they had gotten.
"Andrew, a lot has happened since you've been here. I'm getting married. Wow, I can't believe it! I mean I never thought I would live to the age of 20 let alone worry about settling down. I'm not so sure now. I think I love Nephrite, but I'm just so confused. Every time I think about him, my mind brings up you. I wish you would get better. You've always been there for me and I promised myself I wouldn't lose it, so I'm not."
A knock came from the door and Mina came in. Makoto looked up and frowned.
"I knew you would be here," Mina said quietly.
"This isn't the best time Mina. Don't you have some place to be?"
"No, actually I don't. I really need to talk to you."
Makoto walked slowly up to Mina.
"I don't want to listen to anything you have to say."
Mina looked up at Makoto and a tear fell down her cheek.
"You're being brain washed by Nephrite and his fucking mind games! You're supposed to be a fucking detective! Get with the fucking program! I've tried to tell you, Nephrite is evil!"
Mina turned on her heel and stormed out the hospital. Makoto just stood there and shook her head. She got her things, whispered a good bye to Andrew and went home.
Mina walked down to the parking lot with tears in her eyes. She got her keys out her purse and tried to put the key in her, but her vision was blurry from the tears.
"Damn it! I can't even open a damn car door!"
She dropped on the ground next to her car (I'm such a case. I really do need help.). She looked up and looked around the deserted parking lot. Goosebumps crawled up her arms and to her neck. That feeling of paranoia came over her and she began to panic. She turned to her car and tried to open the door, but panic took over and she kept using the wrong key. Sweat started to appear on her forehead (C'mon you stupid key! Get in!). A sound came from behind her. She whimpered and slowly turned around. Her eyes grew wide and she let out a scream.
-WooWoo316 ;)