Bring me to life (The golden collection) (33 page)

BOOK: Bring me to life (The golden collection)
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I slowly turned round to face the entrance and there he was. He was dressed in a suit and Caitlyn was dressed in a ball gown. She looked elegant like she was a film star. Dad looked over at my mother and I cringed. It was going to kick off now. Dad walked over to me, gave me a big hug and held his hand out to my mum.

             
"Tilly, how you are doing?" Mum shook his hand and I looked shocked.

             
“Where was the fireworks??? "

             
You haven't met my wife Caitlyn have you?" Mum shook her head and Dad pushed Caitlyn forward.

             
"Hello Tilly" Caitlyn said politely. I really couldn't understand what was going on here. Everyone was being civil. I grabbed my Dad's arm and pulled him towards me.

             
"Why are you being nice?" I whispered.

             
"You see all these people?" He circled his finger around the room. I raised an eyebrow. What did that have to do with anything.? "They all look very rich and fancy!"

             
"So?" I yelled.

             
"They might need cars!!" Dad laughed. 

             
I felt like slapping my hand over my forehead. Only he would think of  my wedding as a profit booster. I downed the rest of my drink. 

             
I scanned the room... Where  was Blake? 

             
Suddenly I felt two arms wrap round my waist. I turned round in shock and there he was with his mum and Dad.

             
"Richie" my Dad beamed at him, grabbing hold of his hand and nearly shaking it off.

             
"Ummm... Blake !" He muttered surprised by my father's reaction.

             
Dad slapped Blake on the back so hard he nearly fell over. "I know, just teasing!" He turned to face Blake's parents. "Well.. You must be lord and lady Waterman." He hugged the witch and she froze in complete shock. I looked at Blake and we had to stop ourselves bursting into fits of laughter. "You have a mighty fine home... Can you believe one day our daughter will be Lady Georgina!!" 

             
The witch's face turned to stone. Don't think she liked the idea of that and
nor did I!!

             
"Thank you" Blake’s Dad smiled. "We are really glad you could make tonight."

             
"Wouldn't of missed my little girls night for the world" Dad placed a finger to his lips. "Just wondering... Do you need a car?"

             
"Dad!" I jumped in. "Why don't you take Caitlyn and introduce yourself to everyone." Dad glared at me, I glared at Dad and he finally got the message. Him and Caitlyn walked off funny enough with my mother in tow. I looked at Blake and gave a sigh of relief.

             
Only my Dad would be so blatant.

             
"Your Dad is quite a character" Blake's Dad laughed. "I like him."

             
"Come on" the witch snapped. "Let's check the marquee!!"

             
I turned to look at Blake.

             
"Marquee?? I thought we were just having dinner. I thought it was a family do!! Why are all these people here and why is there a marquee??" I could feel myself over reacting to everything.

             
Blake wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in tight. He smelt lush and he looked too hot in his white tux. I rested my head against his chest. I didn't want to be anywhere else.

             
"Mum is throwing us a party" His finger gently ran through my hair. "There is a dance floor, a band, food and lots of drink!"              

             
"That's good there is a lot of drink!" I said. I really didn't understand what was going on here. Dad was getting on with mum and the witch hadn't said one cruel word to me.

             
I hugged Blake tighter. "I was really worried about my parents?" I finally gave a sigh of relief at the fact I had confessed.

             
"Why?"

             
"I thought they were going to argue and cause a scene. I guess they have grown up!!" Even that shocked me.

             
"George! George! George!!!" I heard someone yell.

             
I looked up and saw Amy running towards me I didn't know she was here! Blake must of invited her. She ran over and grabbed by the arm. "Sorry Blake!!" she beamed. "May I steal her for a while?" Blake nodded and Amy dragged me off.

             
What was she doing?

             
I tried to get out of  her grip but damn she was strong. Finally out of Blake’s reach she stopped and stared at me.

             
"You will never guess who is here?" My eyes widen I didn't know what  she was on about. One minute I was enjoying a cuddle with my husband to be and then she was dragging me off. I prayed she wasn't on drugs again.. I couldn't deal with her and my parents. That was too much for one person.

             
"MAXWELL!!" She screamed.

             
I froze and my face fell.

             
What the fuck was he doing here???

             
I began to scan the room like a mental person. He was the last person I wanted to see or expecting here. I looked back at Amy and she gave a girly giggle. Trust her to find this funny. I placed my hands on my hips and glared at her with narrowed eyes.

             
This was all I needed....

             
"Don't laugh" I ordered. "This really is not funny if Blake sees him he will hit the roof!!! Oh my god what are we going to do?"

             
"Firstly, you should of kept your knickers on!! Then you wouldn't be this little predicament!" I rolled my eyes only Amy would make a joke of this mess I called my life. I shook my head this night was turning into a complete nightmare. I didn't know how long the civil reunion was going to last and now Blake was going to fit when he saw Maxwell. I was beginning to get a headache.

             
Amy could sense my distress. "It's okay, I will find him and distract him all night!!" She gave a little wink and walked off.

             
What was she going to do?

             
I hoped she wasn't going to do anything stupid like sleep with him. The thought made me feel sick... I shook my head. Maxwell was not my problem any more and if he went off with Amy.. What could I do about it?

             
After all this was mine and Blake's party and we were getting married. I closed my eyes. I hoped she wouldn't sleep with him. ...

 

              I looked round the room she wasn't anywhere to be seen. I felt a little disappointed she was the only reason I was here. Then Brett's words hit me The Maxwell Thomas I know doesn't have a heart and is not sentimental. I gave a little laugh, his words were very true and here I was acting like a love sick teenager.

             
A waiter walked passed and I grabbed a glass. They had gone all out. The marquee at the back looked very impressive. I began to walk round the room. All of a sudden a dark haired woman was standing in front of me. I had no idea who the hell she was but she seemed to know me. I guess that's what happened when you ended up in celebrity trash mags.

             
"Hey" she smiled. "Your Maxwell Thomas?"

             
I tilted my head to the side and gave her my knicker combustion smile. There was no point wasting the opportunity. I saw her blush a little.

             
Oh yes I still had it.

             
"Indeed I am and you would be?"

             
"Amy Alexis" she said as if I should know the name. I shook my head and thought about it.               Wait...  I did know that name...

             
Fuck!! This was the woman who tried to out do me on the American contract.

             
What was she doing here?

             
I gave a little laughed and took a sip of my drink. "You're a very impressive business woman, Amy. Almost out did me on that contract!"

             
"You do know who I am?" she fluttered her eyelashes. "Did Georgina tell you about me?"  I looked at her stunned. Why would Georgina tell me about her?

             
"She's my best friend" she added. "We have known each other since Uni. I actually offered her a job with me but she rejected it." She looked me up and down with a sexy glare. "I can see why!"

             
I looked away it was nice that  a beautiful woman like herself was throwing herself at me. At the end of the day it was still all about Georgina.

             
I looked up and there she was. She was wearing that dress from my screen saver.

             
"If you would excuse me there is something I have to do!"

             
"Okay" she rolled her eyes she wasn't used to rejection obviously. "But promise me a dance please" her voice sounded almost like she was begging. I nodded and walked off into the direction of Georgina.

             
"What are you doing here?" a voice said blocking me from her. It was Blake and he looked like he had walked out of a Disney film. His blonde hair gelled back and in a white tux. I didn't know whether to laugh or cringe.

             
Who dressed like that these days??

             
"Your mother invited me.. It would of been rude to refuse."

             
We stood in awkward silence. I really didn't want my nose broken again. At least this time I would be prepared.

             
"Oh, I see" his mouth remained tight. "Georgina told me about why she left her job.." He held out his hand. "At the end of the day I guess the best man won."  I stared at his hand was he being serious? Georgina wasn't a trophy but I guess to keep things civil I should amuse him. The shit brick that he was.

             
I shook his hand. "Yes, indeed so. If you would excuse me" for the second time. He nodded and walked off.

             
I looked around the room.

             
She was gone!!

             
For fuck's sake. I was just about to leave when I noticed her by a doorway.

             
Our eyes met, her face went pale and she looked down. She looked beautiful. Then she didn't know where to look... I urged her to look at me but she didn't. She left the room and I took that as my cue to follow. I ran out of the doorway and she was making her way down the corridor.

             
"Georgina!!" I yelled. She looked behind and began to walk faster. I began to run after her. I finally caught up.

             
I grabbed her arm and pulled her into the nearest open door. "Do you like to be chased, Miss Dawson?" She went to leave the room but I closed the door. It had a key sat in the lock so I locked it. I switched a switch on the wall and the lights came on. We were in some sort of games room. A snooker table sat in the middle with some old looking chairs in the corner. The room must of been really old looking at the old fashion record player.

             
"What are you doing here?" she yelled folding her arms and giving me the evil look. I pushed her against the door placing my arms either side of her head. "I have to go!" she ordered. I looked down at her beautiful face and her soft lips. I had missed her like crazy. I leant forward, she ducked and moved to the other side of me. "Really Maxwell I have to go!"

             
"Why are you  being like this?"

             
"Like what?" Her blue eyes were twinkling at me. "You're the one who fired me! You took my job away from me because I am going to marry Blake. I'm sorry if I don't exactly want to be anywhere near you!!! What you did was cruel!!"

             

 

 

              She walked over to the pool table and turned her back towards me. I could see her shoulders moving up and down. She was crying. I felt bad she was right. What did was way out of line! It was a selfish cruel thing to do. At the time it made sense for her to leave. I ran a hand through my hair and sighed.

             
"You know why I did what I did?" She didn't reply. I walked over to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "I am really sorry... I love you."

             
She spun round and she looked like she was about to explode with rage. "Do NOT start all that rubbish again. I have had it with all the dramas, all the lying and the crying
you
have put me through. I don't know  why you came tonight but you have wasted your time. Good bye Maxwell!!" She made her way to the door.

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