Perfect

Perfect: Chapter Thirty-Two

Chapter Thirty Two

 

 

 

Beau

 

 

 

            Lizzy stood in front of me fixing my tie for my suit with an odd expression on her face. She hadn’t said much to me in the past three days and I couldn’t help but notice something being off about her personality. She was quiet and she avoided me. Normally, being quiet and avoiding me was the last thing she was doing. I looked down at her eyes that were set straight on my tie. I sighed, “What in the hell is wrong with you Lizzy?” I asked, kind of annoyed.

 

            Finally, she got the urge to look up at me but not for long. She quickly looked away and took a deep breath. “I don’t want to go to her rehearsal dinner…” She hesitated for a long moment, “I don’t want my big brother to have to watch that.”

 

            I nibbled on my bottom lip while watching her. Hell, I didn't want to go either but I had too. I didn't even want Lizzy to remind me that there was only an hour left until I had to make an entrance at their rehearsal and act like best friends towards both of them when we all know best friends aren’t what we are anymore. My eyes closed and thought about her wedding tomorrow. She was getting married, to another man. It hurt. It hurt more than anything ever had and I hated it. However, I tried to hide my hurt towards Lizzy and towards Neely. Although, I screwed it up with Neely.

 

            How could I have been so stupid to ask her to make me forget about Emma the other night? It was the worst possible decision I could have ever made. I had a friend willing to go through all of this with me, now I will be surprised if she even shows up. I thought back to the other night, when I practically forced her to kiss me. She had been so beautiful, so graceful that I almost thought that I could, in fact, want to be with her instead of Emma. That night she no longer seemed like the outgoing, sexy Neely. She was something else, something more.  However, the next morning my mind wasn’t filled with only what I had done to Neely but how much I missed Emma so crazily.

 

            I had spent the past two days trying to figure out what to do. Stop Emma’s wedding or just forget her and let myself like Neely like I normally would have. I would have liked Neely, right? I couldn’t help but wonder if I was only having these feeling for Neely because of the whole situation with Emma. If Emma had never been in the picture, would Neely have been more than something I used for my own pleasure? I honestly didn't know. I knew nothing as of this moment in time.

 

            I laughed, thinking back at how I used to think I had everything figured out. In reality, I knew nothing about life and its consequences or the four letter word I used to describe Emma for that matter. Now though…I might not know everything but I have an idea. Between Emma and Neely…All I know is that, with Emma things were never forced. We touched each other with the same burning passion. We laughed together and spent every second we had with each other trying to make each other happy because we knew we didn't have that much time. With Emma, the slightest touch of her silky finger tips could make me go wild and crazy. Emma was a force to be reckoned with. She changed me in every possible way, for the better. I was no longer the man that needed to sleep with multiple women and get drunk every night to be happy. I, no longer, took pride in such things. I had never been the one to want a family or be settled down. But Emma changed that. Now, the only woman I could ever see myself marrying and having children with was marrying my best friend tomorrow.