Chapter 20 already :D Thanks for all your support throughout the first 20 chapters, I hope you've all been enjoying it and please don't forget to review. Disclaimer – I do not own Harvest Moon or any of its characters x
Chapter 20 – Chelsea's P.O.V
I twirled around in the knee length black dress and the corners ever so slightly turned up. I smiled at my reflection and pattered down the sides which clung to my body like a wet top. Tracing the pattern I watched as it swiftly moved for the top hugging part to the flowing ruffles of the bottom. Dresses disgusted me, nothing wrong with wearing shorts and a t-shirt. Quickly tucking my hair behind my ears I walked out of the bathroom and was greeted by Denny who was wearing a smart dark grey suit and purple tie. He whistled and grabbed me by the waist, pulling me into a warm hug. I smiled as he took my hand and walked out of the hotel room. The sun was still high in the sky but was slowly drifting towards the horizon. He took lead me towards the front entrance where Jill and Skye were standing. We waved at them as we passed and quickly ran towards the taxi waiting for us a few feet away from the doors. He ushered me inside while he walked around to the other side and slid in.
"Amethyst Pier Please" He said leaning forward to tell the driver before returning to his seat next to me. Of course it was. Anything that had any reference to a certain cowboy was bound to be the place we were going, bloody typical. I sunk into Denny's arm and watched the sun cast shadows on the buildings which gradually grew higher and higher. My mind seemed to wander, not with any particular destination. I drifted into a fantasy world where decisions were easy and no one deceived anyone.
It seemed that only a few minutes had passed when the cab pulled up on the promenade. I turned to Denny confused but he just laughed and paid the driver before getting out. He walked around to my side and opened the door like a real gentleman and offered out a hand for me to take. As elegantly as I could I took it and stepped onto the cooling prom. He shut the door and the driver drove off, leaving me and Denny stood on the prom as the wind began to pick up. I turned to Denny who laughed and placed his hands over my eyes.
"Shh, it's a secret" He whispered in my ear before kissing my neck and then moving me forward. I walked cautiously, afraid I was going to fall into the sea. We only walked a few meters before we came to a stop. Denny turned me to face something and I could feel the heat radiate onto my skin. Slowly removing his hands I blinked to clear up my vision. In front of me was a pier dressed with purple ribbons and balloons.
"Table for two please," Denny said slipping his arm around my waist. I blushed as the waiter winked at him and lead us up the wooden pier. Tables were spread upwards and were decorated with purple table clothes and white ribbons, I couldn't escape it. The waiter stopped and pulled out a chair for me. I smiled and sat down while Denny took the one opposite from me.
"Here are your menus, I will return when you have decided what you would like to order." The blond haired waiter said as he rushed off to another table. I looked through the menu and then at the prices. Then I had a heart attack, 1,000G for soup. There was no way I could let Denny pay for all of this. I peeked above the menu to look at Denny who seemed to be taking the prices in his stride. After looking at each and every item I decided to order the ravioli when the waiter came back round. His blue eyes looked into mine and smiled before taking both of the menus off us and walking over to the open kitchen nearer the front of the pier. I leant back in my chair and listened to the waves lapping underneath me. It was so peaceful, and serene that I almost forgot I was sat with Denny. That was until he began talking and scared the shit out of me.
"So how are you liking the pier?" He asked folding his arms on the circular table and leaning forward so he was closer to me. I sat up straight in my chair and looked into his brown eyes. Without his bandana to hold back his chocolate brown curls it allowed them to cascade down his face and hover in front of his eyes. He kept moving them away but then gave up and left them to dangle at their own accord.
"It's really pretty" I nodded looking around and smiling. All the happy couples stared into each other's eyes in pure love. They were smitten. Then it came to me and Denny. I sighed and looked at the table cloth, why was he doing this? Was I that great that he wanted to go bankrupt for me? I wish I could love him. I wish that my heart would flutter and bring butterflies to my stomach every time I saw him but it didn't happen. There was only one person who could do that to me, and I was surrounded by the colour of his eyes.
"Chelsea?" Denny asked. I looked up at him; he was now sat back in his chair and rubbing the back of his neck and blushing. I knitted my eyebrows together in confusion.
"Yeah?" I asked as his face turned a deeper and deeper shade of red. He laughed nervously and then leant forwards so our faces were just inches apart. He opened his mouth to say what was on his mind but before he got a chance the waiter came over and placed our food in front of us. We both sat back in our chairs and Denny mumbled something under his breath but continued to smile as the waiter until he walked away. I picked up my fork and stabbed a piece of ravioli before placing it into my mouth and chewing slowly. I tried to avoid Denny's gaze, what did he want to tell me? He couldn't have found out about Vaughn, if he had then there was no way he would bring me to somewhere like this.
We ate the rest of our food in silence, listening to the gentle waves and quiet chatter of the couples around us. Awkwardly I placed my fork in the bowl and stretched as the warm food made its way down to my stomach. Then I turned to Denny who was deep in thought.
"Denny are you alright?" I asked as my concern grew. His eyebrows knitted together as he processed what I said. He sighed and then stood up from his chair. My gaze followed him, I half expected him to storm out calling me a slut but he moved towards my chair. I laughed at his serious face, he was extremely nervous. Then he bent down next to me and stood on one knee. I froze as everyone else's gaze moved to mine in awe. I looked down at Denny and gasped as he pulled out a small red velvet box. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Slowly he opened the box to reveal a shining silver ring with a large sapphire stone on top. I froze as he looked up into my eyes.
"Chelsea. We've not been dating all that long …" My heart was in my throat, but not for all the good reasons. I wanted to throw myself into the sea and let a shark eat me. His eyes searched my face and smiled as his eyes connected with mine.
"But I've never loved anyone as much as I love you …" The time crawled by an inch at a time. Slowly dragging by as the whole world turned to face me. Turned to watch my lies crumble down on me, all the bad things I did come back to haunt me for this one minute of my life.
"Chelsea Edwards. Will You Marry Me?"
Vaughn's P.O.V
Slipping down on the black sofa in my apartment I threw my hat to the ground and rubbed my face. What a prick. What a fucking tool. Denny was a cunt. Not just any cunt but the largest one in the whole fucking galaxy. I turned to look at the clock, it was 7PM. I groaned at the thought of them at the hotel and quickly stood up, kicked my suitcase and stormed to the bathroom. Viciously turning on the taps I splashed my face with cold water and lent against the mirror. I swear, if he lays one finger on her head I would be the one he had to deal with. I wanted so much to storm over to that fucking hotel, pick Chelsea up and keep her all to myself. Give her all the things she deserved and make sure nobody ever hurt her again. Turning off the taps I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I couldn't stay in this fucking apartment all night. Picking up my keys I left my flat without my hat, jacket or gloves and ran towards the lift. Punching the down button I leant against the wall and took a deep breath in. The lift soon arrived and I stood in, pressed the ground button and waited as the doors grinded shut. It took just a few minutes till I was racing out of the block of flats and closing in on my black BMW 6 series in fast strides. Throwing open the door I stepped inside and started the engine. As the revs grew louder I speeded out of the car park and onto the road, getting honked by the unhappy people behind me. I didn't give a shit, that little fuck of a man was going to break Chelsea's heart one day. And I couldn't wait for that to happen. Hitting down on the accelerator I moved into 6th gear and dodged all the cars that got into the way. I didn't have a destination, I just needed to get out and drive. The lights turned red and I quickly hit the brakes. The sun was going down; casting a shadow on everything it touched. Placing my head on my arms I closed my eyes. Chelsea was the only person I had never figured out. The way her blue eyes pulled at my stomach gave me shivers when she wasn't nearby. The lights changed to green but I didn't move. I kept my head on my arms which were leant against the wheel while all the people behind me blared their horns directly at me. I stayed put, not budging, too caught up in thought to care about the surroundings.
Chelsea's P.O.V
"Chelsea Edwards. Will you Marry me?" His words echoed around my head as span back around in a fast circuit. My brain was close to the line of explosion as the girls eyes around me lit up while the guys quietly sank back into their chairs hoping their expectations weren't heightened. Nausea suddenly began to creep up on me and I felt the familiar sick feeling rise into my throat.
"Hold that thought" I said, throwing my hand to my mouth and running to the toilet. I heard him run after me as I quickly dashed into the cubical and threw up. This time throwing up was actually striking at a good time. Denny was suddenly behind me and scraping up my hair so it was out of the way.
After violently throwing up three times I leant back on the door and with dopey eyes I searched for Denny's face.
"I'm sorry Denny …" I paused and heaved again before finishing off my sentence. "I think … I think I ate something dodgy" I managed to say before hurling yet again. When it looked like my stomach was empty, Denny took me into his arms and carried me out. If I were well enough I would most likely have died of embarrassment but luckily I wasn't that bothered. I still don't think I was fully recovered from yesterday.
Vaughn's P.O.V –
I was persuaded to move when two burly looking men slammed their fists on the bonnet of my car. Angrily I hit the acceleration again and began driving at a much slower speed than before. Scanning the streets for somewhere to drink I caught sight of a guy carrying a girl in her arms. As I drew closer I realised that it was Chelsea in the arms of Denny, her eyes were closed and the little colour in her face had drained. Cutting across the road I skidded to a halt a few feet away from them. Opening the door I stepped out and strode over to him. His face looked half thankful, half annoyed at my presence.
"What did you do to her?" I snapped eyeing him so intensely it made him squirm. He shook his head and turned so he could look at me clearly. Prick.
"She just started throwing up at the restaurant," He said looking down in worry at her. He truly was worried. I scowled at him and placed my hand on Chelsea's forehead. She was burning up. I knew she wasn't well enough to come out after yesterday.
"Denny do you love her?" I asked, still staring at her colourless face. He nodded. "Then you'd better do everything I say" He hesitated for a second before agreeing. I took Chelsea's limp body into my arms and turned to Denny.
"Get in the back seat and hold on to Chelsea. Do not let go of her until we stop." I ordered walking to the back of my car and motioning to the handle. Denny took hold of it and got inside. I placed Chelsea gently inside and into Denny's arms. He grabbed her and placed a seat belt over her. I pulled open the car door and sat behind the wheel.
"You all ready?" I asked staring into the road with no real emotion on my face.
"Yeah" Denny said pulling Chelsea closer to his chest.
"Hold on to her" I muttered flooring it. The car zoomed down the road as I quickly turned corners. Every now and then I'd check in the mirror to look at Denny who was looking down at Chelsea.
"She wasn't well yesterday" I muttered, not blinking as I stared intently at the road in front. Denny's head turned to face me.
"You were with her?" He asked, suddenly interested in what I had to say.
"Yes. She fainted in the middle of the road. So I helped her." I replied, narrowing my eyes at the sound of his voice. He was just a prick in a bandana. He was silent for a while before replying.
"Thanks," He whispered, low enough that I wasn't supposed to hear. It was quiet until I suddenly stopped outside the hospital. Jumping out I opened the door and Denny handed me Chelsea where I slung my arm under her legs and hugged her tight to my chest. Denny closed the door and followed behind me. He didn't ask for Chelsea back, he just focused on the hospital in front of us.
"Open the door" I ordered as we came close. Denny ran forward and opened the door as me and Chels walked in. Stopping at the desk I looked at the receptionist who had suddenly stood up and was looking panicked.
"Name?" She asked frantically tapping away at the keys on her computer.
"Chelsea Edwards" I said clearly as she typed away. Three doctors then rushed in and placed her into a near-bye bed on wheels where she slumped backwards. They ordered me and Denny to follow as they wheeled her away down the baby blue corridors. They made Denny explain what happened today and then made me explain what happened yesterday. After they took in all the details they walked through double doors which we weren't allowed pass and told us to wait in the waiting room. There were only eight seats in total and so I took the seat furthest away from everyone in the room. Denny sat down opposite me and as he did a small red velvet box fell onto the floor. My gaze fell upon it and I quickly bent down to snatch it up. I held it in my hand and turned it round in my palm. My heart stopped and a lump formed in my throat. This was a ring case. He was going to ask my Chels to marry him! Thousands of thoughts swamped my brain as the small box fitted perfectly into my hand. Sighing, I and outstretched my hand towards him. His expression on his face was a mix of surprise and gratitude. This wasn't the time, nor place to have an argument, not with Chelsea being so ill. I turned to face him and he looked worried.
"Take care of her," I said turning my gaze to the floor and lifting my leg onto the free chair next to me.
"I will" He said eyeing me cautiously, his words were serious and held true feeling behind them. I coughed quietly to try and remove the lump lodged in my throat. Fucking twat.
So Denny finally popped the question but didn't get an answer. Don't worry Chelsea+Vaughn fans, it won't last long ;) Hope you liked it and thanks for reading. Please, please, please tell me what you think of this chapter, not had any feedback yet so I hope it's going alright :/ Stay tuned :) x