"I would have loved you"
"You’re getting married? Oh my holy Jesus…I never, ever expected that to happen…I mean WOW…”
Well damn thanks…
“yeah well I asked and its happening, a week on Sunday” I confirmed, since it was
Saturday I had eight days, man it was like one of those shot gun weddings you
hear so much about, only I wasn’t in Texas and no one was knocked up.
“EIGHT days? Are you crazy…you can’t plan a weddin’ in eight days” my mother
hollered at us from the kitchen.
“Yes we can, its not gonna be anything big….we’ll do a small wedding…we’re
thinking Vegas…the just party it up afterwards you know…”
“Sounds good to me!!” my best friend high fived me, yeah we still do that…
“Justin come on, you just got back together with her, are you sure marriage is the
best idea for y’all…” my ever caring mom came in and sat down, the look of shock
still evident on her pale face.
“Mom, its time for a change I need this, I need to move on grow up and start a
new life…this is one way of doin’ that….”
humm, maybe I should explain this…well after I got drunk, I mean couldn’t tell my
ass from my face drunk…I called Carmen, grovelled and sobbed like the drunk idiot I was, and then…I asked her to come over…she did.
And by that time I was completely sauced. So I had entered the “whatever she can do I can do BETTER” phase of jealously
And yes I “purposed” although it was more of a slurred “what’do’ya think…it'll be fun” speech instead of declarations of love and trust…
Well I needed to do something, and in my manly dumbass, no brain, dirt for intelligence way…well lets just say it seemed like a good idea at the time, and it got me lots of sex, which served the purpose of getting my mind of Shaharra.
Carmen assured me she’d ‘learn to deal’ with the baby and with Harri, I didn’t believe her but I was sure I could change her mind….well as sure as I was of
anything at that point.
“Oh honey I think we should have a huge party in LA and invite all of our friends…
everyone…maybe even snag a magazine deal from it…could be quite lucrative
don’t you think?” She all but screamed, pointing at venues whilst searching the
web for dress designer ideas.
“Um, yeah sure baby whatever you want is fine with me…” I fed Libby with the
mashed banana that she got more of on her dress that in her own mouth.
“hey what time is harri getting here”
I checked my watch, she was actually late. “Any time now why?”
“No, no I was just wondering if you wanted to go out for dinner maybe…”
“Um…yeah sure, sounds nice…”
She saunters into the kitchen, micro mini and the longest boots id ever seen.
Kissed me on the cheek, “good. Ill just go get ready then…”
“Daddy is in sooo much trouble Libby, it aint even funny…” she just looked at me
furrowed little eyebrows, mouth covered in banana “he-a” she handed me a
mashed up piece of her snack.
“No, you keep it…” she shook her head rapidly her curls falling all over her face “no…He-a…” she made me eat it, and I realised how gross it was. “Okay let’s
find something else…less old folks home shall we…” I lifted off her bib and just as I
did the door bell rang. “Ooh…Liberty I think we know who that is….”
She looked up, “your mom!!” she smiled “YAY…” as she clapped the remains of the
fruit went all over me…kids I swear…
I opened it too see a refreshed looking harri, huge ass engagement ring an all…not such a cheap little shit after all…
“Hey there…hi J…” she grabbed Libby “girl what have you been doin’ your covered in…EWW…” she looked at me with rolled eyes “a little warning dude…please.” I just
laughed…
“Harri ive something to tell you…” I looked over at her as she wiped our baby with
a wash cloth
“Yeah…well spit it out boy I aint got all day…” she laughed as Lib tried to eat the
cloth.
“I purposed to Carmen…”
She just paused, at that Carmen came into full view, now in skin tight jeans and a
cami.
“Shaharra hello! How are you…” her phony tone was clear to both of us as we
exchanged looks.
“Me, oh im just fine girl…and you?”
“Grrreat! Did Justin tell you…Im so excited…?”
“Ill bet you are…this must be a dream for you…all this attention…it must be
great…” okay so she was being sarcastic but Carm didn’t seem to pick up on it.
“I am…it’s gonna be so much fun! You and Adam HAVE to come…”
“Well…” she grinned looking at me, with a look that said ‘what the fuck is this…’ or
something along those lines. “Im sure we’ll be there…anything to support my
favourite most stable and not fake loving couple…really it would be a blast im
sure….Justin…” she eyed me with the stare of death “can I talk to you outside for a
second….” She walked out with
“Yes?” I asked knowing full well what she was wondering.
“Now Justin I realise that you’re a little slow on the up take sometimes…made clear
when for three days you had the baby’s diaper on backwards…you wore a t- shirt
back to front for a month and you believed Britney when she said she wasn’t
sleeping with Wade…Now what I don’t get is this…you told me less that 48 hours ago that you were “happy” alone and that's what you wanted, the suddenly…your
getting married to the ho’ boy please explain this one to me cause I think your
dumbness is contagious…”
“What can I say…you inspired me?”
“Say what?”
“Like I said you’re moving and I realised that's what I want too… I don’t want to be
alone; I want a family just like you have…” I sounded pathetic
“And you think she's the one to give that to you? Because she's SO family
orientated…riiight…” she smirked, knowing me like she knew me, she knew this
was a front.
“Well dude, all I can say is…Good luck…you’ll need it.” She leaned in, kissed me on
the forehead.
“Im gonna jump, im late as it is…thanks again for watching her from me…” with
that she turned on her highly expensive heels picked up my baby and left.
Leaving me questioning everything id convinced myself of. Damn her and her
knowledge of all things me…damn her, I was doing it, and I was getting married
creating a commitment, one I needed. I didn’t care what she thought. Nope…
definitely didn’t…
“What a pathetic mess he had turned in to, I mean what was he 6? I mean come
on, he's broken it off with her, he CLEARLY doesn’t love her…not in the way he
should if he's marrying the bitch…Na- ah there is definitely something missing…”
“Girl who you tellin’” leesa began “I knew this from the moment I set eyes on the whore…she's a no good trifling lil Biaoch….and he's marrying her? Plu-lesse you
know he only doin that so he can say he's just as good as you…the boy has some
serious ISSUES, I think we need to call oprah on his ass…” she sipped her cocktail.
“I know, I mean its weird right, im not crazy to think this is weird…with Adam and
I…we’ve been great for a long while now…stable…him and her? SO have not…”
“You two have been fine….then again you lied to him about boucin with white boy
that time…”
“Why you gotta bring that up?”
“Because, you still think about him…I know you do, I see it…”
“I don’t know what the hell your talkin bout woman…” I sipped on my Cosmo,
ignoring her smirks.
“girl don’t front okay…I see you when he's around y’all…when you see him with lil Libby…you get all misty eyed and hopeful….just lets put it this way, it’s a damn
good job Adam aint the sharpest tool in the box.”
“What are you sayin’?”
she simply rolled her eyes at me “am sayin…yall still have that lovin feelin’ that's
what am sayin…he does it too. The boy has NEVER gotten over you…hard too since your so amazing an all…that one time he went out with Rob, remember when we
were dating a few months ago…well he told me that Justin got drunk and just
couldn’t stop gushing about how “wonderful” and “special” you were to him…or
some other white boy avoidance talk…I don’t know I was havin trouble keeping
up…” she looked around
“He means because of Libby…he's so over me, he can’t even see me any more, im
a blip…”
“Yeah, ah ha…surrre.”
You know when some people say you never forget your first loves? Well I believe
that…now Justin wasn’t my first but he was pretty damn close....and I still
remember. For a long time all I remembered were the bad times, the rows, the fights, the tears and all that pain.
But then, with time came the rose coloured glasses, and I remembered all the fun
we used to have. Skiing, him almost throwing me off the ski lift, then me twisting
my ankle so bad he had to stay in doors with me the whole week we were there,
or that time in Fiji he got stung in the butt by a mad jellyfish…and he got all
swollen up like a pumpkin…aw good times, and pretty accident prone as I recall.
But it was fun, we didn’t care what people thought, we didn’t care about the
cameras, the fans the weirdo’s…None of it bothered us. We had each other and
that was enough…I don’t even know why im dwelling on this now…I don’t know
maybe its because when I found out about Libby, I knew no matter what I did no
matter for how long I tried to avoid him…he would always be in my life…girlfriend
or no…
Now it was gonna be different, he'd be married…to HER of all people. Soon they’d
be having kids of their own…id be phased out. I really didn’t like that idea. Not at
all.
Not only because I knew I had a hold over him, it was something he held over me
too only I was better at concealing it than he was…that was slipping now I guess.
He was serious about her now, hell she was gonna be his wife for god sakes…I
knew I couldn’t compete with that.
Then again if I was so stable with Adam why did I even care?…now that was the million dollar question….one I needed an answer to?
All week we’d been “preparing” for the wedding. Not that we really needed to prepare…it was gonna be a six minute ceremony in a little white chapel…classy huh? Again her idea not mine…but I was up for the party afterward, lord knowing id need more than a few drinks….with three days to go id gotten my fitting for my wedding suit – charcoal with a deep sapphire tie to match in with her bridesmaids. Her dress id heard was gonna be amazing. I didn’t doubt it, she always looked great, and that was never her problem, what was…or in her cases what wasn’t upstairs…
Id asked harri and underwear 5000 to come, how could I not. I wanted Liberty to be there, and that was mainly the only way Harri would agree to letting “her” baby go to Vegas.
I need reassurance, and to be honest I was scared shitless. It never really dawned
one me before I was due to get the ring that this was for real, this was for LIFE….
Scary thought, but then again the thought of being alone forever didn’t seem too
appealing either so I guess I was locked in, I was going to try my best with her
and that's all anyone can hope for right?
Well it’s all I hoped for anyway.
All this time id been hoping- about harri and I…that maybe we could work
something out…the hope was officially dead the minute she agreed to marry Adam. I mean they genuinely did seem happy, I just chose not to see it. So I
swallowed my stubborn ass pride and pulled myself up once and for all, it had
gone on long enough; the endless mental exhaustion alone was taking its toll on all
of us. I had said it before but this time I meant it, I was moving on…for real…for
ever…Hell id be a married man in less than a week.
Scary thought though it was…I was looking forward to embracing someone different, to finally giving my girlfriend the chance in my heart she should have
had all along.
Just like she’d learn to “deal” with my baby, id “learn” to love her the way a man
was supposed to love his wife…I would do a good job at it too, I always gave
110% when I did anything I wanted to do, this would be no exception.
“Dude I really can’t say I agree with you on this one…” trace rambled off from the
changing room of the tailors.
“Why not…”
“Because man, Carmen’s great don’t get me wrong…but I just never saw the two
of you lasting that's all…I always saw her as your “rebound” chick…”
“She was…in the beginning…but its different now, I know what I need now.”
“And your sure it’s her?” why’d he have to ask that?
“Yes…what I need is NOT harri, therefore a woman that loves me, wants me now,
and needs me now…Carmen is all a that…”
“You love her?”
I rolled my eyes at him “why do you care…”
“Because man, if im gonna be stuck with her ass while y’all are married I wanna at least know your doin it for the right reasons…Not just to prove a point to Harri.”
Shit, the little midget had brains I never knew about…
“What are you talkin bout?”
Then it was his turn to roll his eyes at me.
“Seriously…you really sure about this…cause am not!” he laughed.
“Im sure, now can we please drop this.”
I don’t know why I was having trouble admitting my “love” for her, it would have
shut him up to know end…then again he was my oldest friend the one of few I
didn’t have to front with, he knew me too well…
“We’re leaving for Vegas at 6; we should be there by 8…”
“Right well we’ll be there the day before, we wanna do some gambling before
hand, and my mom’s taking time off work so she can come too.”
“She really wants too?”
“well yeah, I mean she and your mother have been ever so tight since Libby came
along, hell she's even warmed to you now….and I thought that would only happen
when hell froze over.”
“Well LA is a little frosty…” I laughed at myself, I was weird I know that.
“Seems so…” she trailed off…awkward.
“Right well we’re staying at the palms so…if you have any trouble…”
“I Know call you…I know…” there was silence for a few seconds, seemed like
longer. “Justin…”
“Yes?”
“Good luck…”
“Thanks Har…” Ill need it…trust me, once you see what happens in Vegas, you’ll be
wishing me the same thing…?
When Adam Libby my mom, and Ella my new babysitter and I landed in Vegas, we went straight to get settled in. it was one kick ass room of course, but why he got me the penthouse is anyone’s guess? But then again I was thinking they many more amazing rooms to choose from…
“You know he didn’t have to pay for all of this…” Adam began, and we hadn’t even
sat down yet.
“Baby, don’t…Ok just enjoy it.”
“All am sayin is that I could afford to get us this room…” what was it with males
and their need to be “the man” ill never understand it…
“I know k…Now please… Im gonna stay here get changed and showered then
leave Libby with Ella. Then you and I man are gonna hit the town!” I smiled, kissed him on the cheek…resisted the urge to smack him for being so stupid…and went to
unpack.
I was really growing tired of his “Im better than Justin” whining. I mean at first I
expected it. Adam was an extremely self respecting man, and the idea of
his “manhood” being called into question AT all? Well it was unthinkable.
But now it was ALL the time and I was SO bored with it.
I was bored with the lot of it really, the whining the constant questions, the media
glare…All of it because of my friendship with my baby’s father. It wasn’t
uncommon for people to do the “Blended” family thing, for the sake of their children….not at all. I didn’t understand why both Adam and Carmen seemed to
have an issue with it…I mean it wasn’t like Justin and I had feelings or that we’d
slept to- oh wait…maybe I did know why they felt uneasy…see where lying gets
you? NOWHERE but annoyed’ land…and I was now the queen.
********
When we landed in Vegas, Carmen was first one to head to her suite. She needed
to “change” before we partied, why? Considering it took her two ours to pick
something to wear on the place ride there…I had NO idea.
I was so anxious about the idea of “marriage” I mean the wedding ceremony I
knew would be fine; it was the forever that came after it was the part that worried
me. I needed a drink.
“Man, seriously…any time you wanna back outta this, you know im here if you
need a distraction right?”
“I know man I know…” the bartender came into view. “A JD & coke on the rocks…
Trace what you want….”
“Buds fine.”
“And a Budweiser bottled”
“And a strawberry daiquiri….” A voice interrupted. “A-“ I looked the way of the voice.
“Harri…hey girl!!!” Trace jumped up to hug her.
“Hey yourself boy…whats with the hat? It looks like a reject from vanilla ice’s tour
baby…lose it!” she reached for his cap…
“What time did you get in?” I asked her as she took her seat at the quiet hotel bar
between the two of us looking amazing in a tight intense emerald dress...
“Few hours ago…you?”
“Just now…”
“And this is the first place you go! You Alco’s you…” I just rolled my eyes and handed her, her drink.
“So where is the blushing botox’d bride?”
“HA! Good girl!! GOOD!” Trace cackled. “Man ive missed you. You’re a hoot! Id
forgotten that!”
“Shame on you!” She took another sip… I looked her up and down and before you
start with the “judging” you couldn’t NOT stare by the way she was looking!
“Dude, chill! Im happy for you.” She rolled her eyes, “I will eventually…”get used”
to you and Barbie.…”
“I don’t like her…I just wanna make that clear!” Trace pipped up.
“Really? Why?” she smirked.
“She’s a weird chick….she…irks me and I don’t know what it is…she's scary man…”
he shook his head, from the conversation we’d had a million and one times since
id met her.
“Well I think…you know what it doesn’t matter what I think…im not the one
marrying the whore…oops did I just say that?” she grinned at me intentionally.
“Back off sista…” I mocked her accent. “This aint shit to y’all!” I swigged my
whiskey, loving it cold.
“Aw come on relax Justin, your marrying her….you should be delighted you get to
wake up beside botox Barbie every morning for the REST of your life!”
“You hate her don’t you?” I asked her.
“No…”
“Harri…”
“Well…maybe I don’t maybe I do? but I don’t….really know her…all I know is that
she likes you… the attention she gets with you, that your getting her more
exposure than she's ever had in her fleeting “career” ” she finger quoted “and I
need you to know…dude Libby HATES her…she called her bad lady the other day…
now that from a year and half year old…it saying something!” she cackled as did trace.
“Smart kid….”
“Look cant yall at least PRETEND to be supportive? I mean come on this is the
biggest thing am gonna do in my life…I need my friends here…”
“We are man, but the definition of friends is that they tell you the truth even when
you don’t WANT to hear it…” Trace pipped up and Harri just nodded….though I
think she was drunk.
“Dude, im just messing with you…all I can say is that Ill be there, with our baby…
when ever you need us…” she hugged me at that…Oh yeah she was pissed.
“Girl? Are you…drunk?” she smiled weakly sipping her drink.
“Yes, I think so! HA!”
“How long have you been here?” I asked eyeing her again.
“An hour and a half…why?”
“Where’s under-“I corrected myself…Last time I called him underwear 5000 she
slapped me – hard! “Where’s Adam?”
She rolled her eyes, “uhh he's been in “talks” with his agent for like…ever…some
new contract that's come up…I don’t know I just bored waiting…decided to make
fun for my self….that and I heard from a group of ladies in the bathroom that
you’d arrived….and apparently you looked hot…” she cackled at me.
“Do y’all travel in packs?”
“Some of us…not on this occasion though, I think it was a bachelor-ette party…so
don’t linger around that” she pointed down “section…I had to blag my way in here”
I knew she meant the VIP area.
“Oh yeah how did you get in?”
She smiled. “Promised the bouncer an interview with JIVE…”
“What?”
“I know, Toootally made it up, but he was convinced I was a “big wig”….”
“Convinced how?”
“I maybe kinda TOLD him I was a VP of the company…” she cackled “and that we
had a meeting thats how I knew you’d be here…”
My god…she was too cool.
“And he believed you?” trace added again, taking time from chatting up some
attractive blonde.
“Yup…let’s put it this way, my performing skills are another talent Im MUCH better
at that Carmen…” okay maybe I was being a pervert but I took that in a totally
different context…or did I…with the look she threw my way afterwards I wasn’t
completely sure.
No! I swore I wasn’t doing this; I wasn’t going down that road with her again,
regardless of how hot/sexy/amazing she looked. No, it only led to heart ache. And
of all the things in my life that I wasn’t sure off. Getting my heart stomped on
again was the one thing I knew I didn’t want!
“So this Adam and you honey…” Trace began “are y’all set for your own wedding
then.” I rolled my eyes at that mention,
“Aw well I don’t really know, we haven’t set a date or anything…I mean we’ve
been engaged for like five seconds” she stared at me – hinting I guess “I don’t
want to rush it now and realised six months down the line that it was a HUGE
mistake…you know?” she sipped her drink again.
“Subtle…” I mumbled.
“Whats that Justin?”
“Nothing…Nothing at all…” the beats started up and the dance floor across the
room soon filled with a mixture of party people. All itching to get their groove on.
“I feel like dancing…” she announced, setting down her bag with Trace who was
deep in chat up conversation with the mystery blonde.
“Alone?” I questioned.
She just looked back, “Not if you join me?” she walked ahead and grooved to the
music as she blended with the rest of the dance floor.
As the beats to the new song took over the rest of the floor that was now covered
in people began to move simultaneously.
I moved with her as she moved against me, even looking at stunning as she was,
she moved even more gracefully.
“So is your woman EVER gonna show?”
“I don’t know? When I left she was yelling at one of the maids….”
“Charming…” she rolled her eyes “doesn’t she know not to yell at those ladies,
they’re only working the grind…like the rest of us…?”
“I know that, id never diss anyone just because they “served” we all serve in our
own fields…you know?”
“Tell her that or she’ll find some not so nice things mixed in her bathwater next
time…” she cackled.
Moving her ass against me, it bumped me off my train of thought for a second.
“Ill do my best.”
“You always do…” she moved away from me “just make sure to do whats best for
you this time okay?”
“What?”
“You know what? Don’t front…” she looked around, “I gotta go.”
“No wait…explain…”
“I don’t need too…” she just walked away. Leaving me hanging right there in the
middle of the dance floor.
I moved to rejoin trace at the bar, only to see him and Carmen in conversation.
“BABY! Where were you? Ive been sitting her waiting for you…”
“Like I waited on you…”
“What?”
“Nothing…will you excuse me for a second…I just gotta go check on something.”
“No…” she grabbed my arm “Ive just ordered some drinks and my friends are
arriving in a few minutes…I want you to be here when we tell them!”
“Cant you just do it?”
“No, don’t be stupid…God Trace where did you get him.”
“Same place we got you…stupid Ville.”
“funny.” She didn’t laugh though, maybe because it may have been true?
“Look ill just be a second…” I made to move away again but she locked on to me
with a death grip.
“OOOH they’re HEEERE!!!!”
And the holler screaming and “Omygod’s” commenced.
**********
When I hit the elevators I immediately cussed myself out for being so stupid, I
was getting involved again.
I swore I wasn’t going to do that. I didn’t need too. On the outside we were settled
in our own respective lives. We were fine right? He had her, I had Adam…we
evolved and moved on, we were happy…
But then you scratch the surface and you fine me, miserable at the thought of them married, angry with him…even though I had no right or reason to be mad,
angry with myself most of all, I was trifling in business that wasn’t my own, that I
had no right to be messing with.
He was getting married, I was meant to be doing the same in a few months or with
in the year…soon.
He’d marry her, id marry Adam that would be it….end of story
Right?
“Adam are you in?” I walked in to the suite to find him still, on the damn
phone. “Jesus, what are they doing negotiating the peace treaty with underwear?”
He then said something to the other end of the line and then hung up.
“Why you always gotta do that?”
“Do what?”
“Make jokes…abut my job, every time!”
“That’s all it was…A joke…dude chill.”
“Yeah that's all I am to you aren’t I…A joke right.”
“No…what the hell is wrong with you…what did they want?” I asked taking my bag
into the bathroom to re-adjust my lipstick.
“They want me to fly back to New York”
“What?”
“Yeah as soon as possible…tonight actually if possible?.” He folded his arms and
leaned against the door frame.
“Why?”
“To be honest they want me to move a contract…apparently Hugo boss wants me
for one of their campaigns…but my contract isn’t up for Klein yet…so I need to be
there”
“Cant it wait a few days, I mean the weddings tomorrow, I thought we’d hang out…party a little…we haven’t had a chance to do that in a few months.”
“I know…and I want too but this is really important you know, and besides you
have Justin so you don’t really need me.”
He walked into the bedroom again, I followed “what are you talking about?”
“THIS!! This Harri….this whole fucked up situation! I mean come on who does this!”
“Does what?”
“Shows up, willingly for their ex’s wedding, parties with them…what the hell is
that….”
“It’s…”
“And DON’T tell me it’s for the sake of Libby okay? Just don’t because its not…I see you and him together okay, when you think no ones around…the secret glances,
the whispering, the whole thing…and that is NOT about the baby”
“SO? Im close with him SO WHAT? Ive know him for a long time Adam, a very
long time…he's a friend I thought you knew that.”
“Is that why you slept with him that night.” His words shocked me, so much I
couldn’t move.
“What?”
“That night, when Libby took sick…the night you and I planned…the night you slept
with him again, was that in the honour of FRIENDSHIP?”
I felt the sting of tears in my eyes, I tried to stop them but I just couldn’t…
“How did you –“
“Does it matter?”
“Well it DOES to me…if you knew why didn’t you say anything…all this time why?”
“there wasn’t any point, I knew about it…I was hurt sure I felt like shit for
weeks….but I loved you….i was willing to over look it, I figured it was just a thing
you needed to do…maybe get him out of your system…but now, well its pretty damn clear that that hasn’t happened…”
“How did you find out?”
he just laughed “I went drinking with my friends one night I ran into his buddy
Trace, he was pretty off his face…he told me…he doesn’t remember doin’ it of
course…but yeah he told me flat out that you two had hooked up again, and that
he didn’t know what y’all were doin’.”
I couldn’t speak, I just sat down. “I just need to know something before I go harri…
was there ever a time, that you were IN love with me? Genuinely…ever?”
“I do love you…you’re a wonderful man, you’ve been so good to me…” I
sobbed “really I don’t…deserve you, I know that…”
“Answer my question.”
“I love you, but the kinds of love…your looking for I have to tell you…I don’t think
you’ll find it in me….straight out? No…im not IN love with you.”
He simply nodded once. “So then why lie? Why agree to marry me, why do all
this.”
“Easy…I wanted more than anything to feel for you…what…”
“What you feel for him…am I right?”
I just nodded once.
“I see…well…All I can say is that im sorry things went down like this because” he
sat next to me “I would have loved you…for a long time Shaharra Green, lets hope
he does…” he got up.
“Wait where are you going?”
“Im going to say goodbye to the baby and your mom, ill send for my things when I
check in…”
“In where?”
“Hotel by the airport…Ill be catching the first plane in the morning…Ill have all my
things gone by the time you get back….” He looked so dejected.
“Adam…”
“Yeah?”
“I am sorry….I would have loved to love you too…truly.”
He just nodded, and closed the door. I guess that was it, it was over…no yelling,
no screaming…just closure.
Well….One down one to go….
I was tired just thinking about it…
Author's Chapter Notes:
This one is super long! Hope ya love it! XxX
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