#OH WHEN MY FRIEND COMES TO MICHIGAN FOR OUR MUTUAL FRIENDS WEDDING.......

[buoyantsaturn]

I am usually so bad at like hiding surprises and keeping secrets (that are about myself / something I'm planning. anybody else's secrets are safe with me it's just my own that aren't) so then when I succeed in surprising someone or a group of people with this thing that I have somehow restrained myself from spilling my guts about I'm always like. insanely proud of myself and will continue to pat myself on the back over it until the end of time

[insidethereddoors]

Night Out by @SweetRoseQuartz

“Are you almost ready?”

Cameron calls out as I shuffle around in the bathroom, looking for a missing bobbin pin that I dropped on the floor. My eyes shine bright as I spot it over by the toilet.

“I’ll be right out!”

Cameron and I were headed to a wedding of a mutual friend. Sam. I met her in fashion school, when I actually attended college. She made a career out of it and I dropped out to open my store. Though I didn’t regret the choices I made and I'm sure she didn’t either. We had a small fling, nothing serious that hardly lasted the summer. Though we stayed friends even after it all. 

“Okay.” Opening the bathroom door to reveal myself. “Does this look okay? I wanna look nice, but not like an evil mistress that is plotting to steal the bride.” I waggle my brows as Cam laughs.

“Which bride?” He snorts. “I mean...you look hot. I’d fuck ya if I were into that.”

I beam. “Success!” 

We both laugh on our way out of my apartment. The wedding was in Manhattan, but it kinda made me feel sick to be in this part of the city again. I just spent three years of living here with a man that I called mine. Then one night, it all changed.

“You okay?” Cam asks as he looks over at me in the cab.

I nod.

“Well, that was convincing. Look, let’s have a nice night. It’s an open bar and we can leave as soon as the cake gets cut.” 

Now I laugh.

“What?” My friend looks at me with a raised brow. 

“We know what's going to happen. You are going to drink heavily, find a man, and wind up leaving me even before the food makes it out.” I grin. 

He blinks. “I will not.”

My laugh turns into a cackle. “You so will. You do it all the time. But I don’t mind. At least I know some people at this wedding. Ugh, remember the time I went to your cousin's wedding. I thought I'd be safe because it was in Michigan and everyone there was either straight or a priest. Then you happen to find a waiter that thinks you’re hot and you wind up leaving me at the sad singles table with that guy that kept staring at me as he ate.” I make a face in disgust.

“Okay...I’m a whore. I thought you knew this about me.” He teases with a grin.

Reaching out, I can’t help but smooth his hair back. “Oh I knew, and that is one of the reasons that I love you.”

We both chuckle in response, looking up to see the gorgeous museum that was rented out for the wedding. 

“Only Sam...Welp, come on. Let’s find you a man and me some champagne.”

The ceremony was beautiful. Not something I cried over, but I did have a fun time watching Cameron blubber beside me. It was weird watching as they exchanged vows, telling each other just how much they meant to one another. Not too long ago I was pouring out my feelings to a man that I thought would be my forever.

But I was wrong. 

“Okay. I need a drink.” I murmur into Cam’s ear as he leads me towards the reception area. We find our seats, and it takes everything in me not to laugh as I see who Cam sits next to.

Joshua.

A man that he already has hooked up with before. Of course Sam would seat him with us. She is already setting up his hookup for the night. To be honest, I was glad he could let go tonight. Cameron had been working so hard these past few months, not only taking care of me, but the store as well. He deserved a night of fun. 

“I’m going to get a drink.” I clear my throat as I watch them already engaging in a private conversation. He looks at me and sticks his tongue out with a smirk.

Fucker.

Chuckling to myself as I make my way over to the bar. The museum was decorated beautifully for the wedding. Black and white with a hint of red, as well as thousands of twinkling lights that illuminated the room. The band started to play, welcoming out the newlyweds, my eyes going to Sam for a brief moment before turning to speak to the bartender.

“Champagne…” He nods and moves to pour me a glass. 

“Weddings...not really a fan of them.” A stranger murmurs behind me.

I turned to see the tall, dark and handsome man that reminded me too much of another one. Nodding in response as I reach for my glass then moves to leave. He reaches out, clasping a hand around my arm in a tight grip. I almost wished Dante was here at this moment. He would never allow some stranger to grab me like this. But he wasn’t here, and to be honest I needed to take a stand for myself. Pulling out of his grip, practically spilling half of my champagne on the floor.

“Can I help you?”

The male snorts then looks away. “Not anymore.”

I blink and downs my drink before reaching for the one that the bartender just poured for him. 

“Fuck you.” I muttered as I brought the glass to my lips and took a sip on my way back to my seat. And I was drinking vodka. Straight vodka. Great. Now I was going to be drunk on top of it.

When I got back I already saw that Cameron was gone and his food was untouched. I called that one. Chuckling to myself as I take another sip of the asshole’s drink, smiling as Sam and her new wife Gaby make their way over to us. Gaby moves over to speak to someone else, while Sam takes my hand.

“So glad you can make it.” She smiles down at me. “You look stunning as always.”

I laughed as I took in her white suit, that was gorgeous and showed off the right amount of cleavage. “You look better.” 

She waves a hand then her brows turn in. “Are you doing okay? You know I'm here for you if you need anything. Anything at all.”

Putting up a smile as I gave her palm a kiss before releasing her hand. “I’m great. Come by the shop sometime with the wifey and pick out whatever you want for your new place, okay?”

Sam nods then gives me a wink. “Deal.” 

As I watched her walk off with Gaby, I couldn’t help but think of that summer when we got together. Sam loved me, more than I loved her, so I knew it couldn’t go further. We just led very different lives, and she deserved nothing but happiness. 

The rest of the night was uneventful. I picked at my steak, danced a bit, drank more than I should, and avoided the scary man at table five who looked like he wanted to kill me for stealing his drink. Cameron came back, but left soon after when Josh asked him to dance. I knew once I lost him to the dance floor that he was gone for the rest of the night.

So as the cake got cut, I decided to slip out myself. As I walked down the museum steps, I figured I’d better text Cam and let him know I was grabbing a cab home. But just as I was about to hit send, a familiar number showed up on my screen.

It was him. 

Standing there frozen in time, I let it ring a few times before I answer the call. After a heartbeat I speak into the phone. 

“Hello?” 

Silence. Nothing but silence on the other end before I hear a loud sigh.

“Rose. You answered.”

“I did.” I managed a reply as I took a seat on the steps.

“I didn’t think you would. The other day in Brooklyn, you ran and hid from me.”

Ah yes. The ambush of his Bentley that caused me to duck into Franky’s Pizza shop and hide out till the coast was clear.

“Can you blame me?” 

He chuckles softly, listening to a rustling in the background.

“What do you want?” I wasn’t about to play games right now. I should of never answered the call.

“I just wanted to see how you were doing.”

How I was doing??? Was he serious right now?

“Fuck you.” I bark back into the phone.

“Fuck you? Yeah, I did fuck you. Kitten, you sound drunk…”

My eyes fill with tears, lost for words, I quickly pull the phone away from my ear and hangs up on him. Letting out a scream as I toss the piece of cake onto the floor and quickly rushes down the steps.

“Taxi!” I call out, feeling like my whole world was crashing down once again.