Chris' POV
I woke up when I felt someone jump on me. I groaned with discomfort. Who the hell would dare jump on me? I lazily opened my eyes and found the last person on earth I thought I'd see. Ben was smirking down at me like the cocky ass-hole he was when he pulled stupid shit on me. I pushed him off of me and he landed on his feet, unfortuantly.
"What the hell are you doing here? I thought you weren't getting here till tomorrow."
Ben shrugged his shoulders and hopped onto the lazyboy chair in the corner of the room. "My plans changed."
I shook my head, more to wake myself up than anything. The morning went by in such a blur. I don't even remember what I did exactly. All I know now is that its 5pm and the wedding rehearsal is in an hour.
Damn, the wedding rehearsal. I needed to take a shower.
"I'm gonna head down to the church with you for the rehearsal," Ben said casually while he was looking down at his phone.
"What? Why? You're not even in the wedding." I was a little shocked he wanted to go. It just wasn't his kind of thing.
"So, I'm family aren't I?"
Was he serious right now? If he comes that means he'll see Laura. My gut was telling me that's why he wanted to go. He never liked to talk about her but I could tell he still thought about her.
How would Laura react to seeing him again? I didn't want things to get harder for her especially after the confession she gave me the night before. She doesn't deserve more bad things happening to her.
"Ben why don't you stay here. I mean you can caught up with your old school buddies."
He gave me a hard look. "I already promised Michael I'd come and help with last minute things."
"Right." I got up and scratched my head. This was going to be a long night. "I'm taking a shower before we go."
By the time we got to the church everyone was there including Laura which surprised me because usually she waslate for everything. I saw her struggling to hang some decorations so I started walking her way to help but I was stopped by Dania.
"Hey Chris can I talk to you for a second?"
I hesitated. "Sure."
She walked off and I followed her down the hall away from everyone else. She stopped and her face looked completely serious. Not like her bossy look that I was used to by now. No it was much more deep than that. She honestly looked kind of pissed.
"What's up Dania?"
She crossed her arms over her chest. "I need you to stay away from Laura."
That completely took me by surprise. What the hell was she talking about? "Well Dania that's kind of hard to do since I'm walking down the isle with her tomorrow."
"Look," she said getting a little closer to get her point across. "She's had a lot of stuff going on these past few days and she doesn't need you making things worse."
"What are you talking about?" I was honestly confused. I thought I was being nice, well nicer.
"Don't act dumb."
For a split second I thought that maybe Laura told her about out little heated moments.
"I can see the way she cringes every time you're near. She hates you and it's no secret you don't like her. Just keep your distance."
This was unbelievable. I wanted to say something back but Michael happened to walk into the room.
"Hey Chris here you are. What are you doing?"
Dania answered for me before I even got a chance to open my mouth. "He's just about to leave actually."
I raised my brow at her. What the heck kind of game was she playing? "I am?"
"Yes. I need you to pick up a few more streamers for the reception hall."
I grinded my teeth together to keep himself from giving her a piece of my mind. She could easily find someone else to do it.
"Yeah of course. I'll be back in 20 minutes."
She smiled at me like the most innocent person on the planet. "Thank you."
I started walking towards the exit. "You're welcome,"I spit out. This was definitely going to be a long night.
Laura's POV
My heart dropped at the sight of Ben. Chris was such a freakin liar. Ben wasn't supposed to be here till tomorrow. Damn him. For some reason I felt like Ben was staring at me the whole time. I tried to ignore the feeling by busying myself with decorations but I just couldn't shake the feeling.
I had to admit he still looked so good; tall, lean and built so beautifully. He was wearing his classy v-neck look he always pulled off because of tan skin complection. He, like most men in his family, was eye candy for every girl and easily growled over.
I shook my head a few times to get his stupid perfect image out of my head. Why must I always be tortured. I was holding onto the white piece of satin but I couldn't freakin reach the spot I was supposed to get at. Damn my stupid short genes. How the heck did my brothers get all the tall genes in the family while I'm stuck with the 5'2" frame?
Just as I was about to give up I saw a larger and much more muscular hand take the fabric from my hands and raise it up to the spot it needed to go. Fear and regret filled my mind but I knew I had to turn to see who it was.
Ben's incredibly piercing baby blues eyes were looking at me with foreign warmth. I forgot how captivating his eyes were. He used to silence my arguing with the batting of his lashes.
No, no, no. I will not let my mind wonder that far. Those memories were supposed to be forgotten.
I took a step back and we were both still, standing there and looking into each others eyes like it was the first time.
"Laura it's time to walk down the isle."
Sarah's voice pulled me out of my trance and I rushed over to the other bridesmaids. Damn that was close. I have no idea what that was.
Everyone was lined together with the person they were supposed to be with...except me.
"Ben, can you walk Laura down the isle?" Dania asked.
My heart sunk to the depths of hell. Aww heck no. This was not happening. "What? Why? Where's Chris?"
Dania gave me a sympathetic smile but it didn't quite make the cut for me. "He's out doing a little errand. He'll be back but in a mean time we need to match the music up to your guys' walking."
She was doing this on purpose. I could tell by the look on her face. She was up to something and I think I knew what it was. Dania always thought me and Ben were the perfect couple. I never told her the reason I left him. I didn't tell anyone, not even Ben.
I would bet anything she was trying to get us back together.
My life sucked...bad. I had no room to complain either because Dania would just tell me to suck it up. It's not my wedding after all.
Ben walked right up to me and turned to face the front. Maybe he was going to cooperate. I laced my arm around his and unintentionally took a whiff of his cologne. God he smelt so good. He still used his Diesel cologne I love so much.
The music started and I forced myself to focus. We went down causally and mid-way through his hand went up to mine. His fingers interwined with mine and he squeezed them gently.
That was not part of the plan.
I regretfully turned to look up at him. His eyes were glued to me. "I miss you,"Ben whispered ever so lightly.
I stopped breathing. What did he just say? When I broke up with him he hated me. I supposedly broke his heart. He told me he never wanted to see me again and now he missed me.
His eyes were deep with emotion.
I let go of his hand before he could trap me with his stare. I went over to the bridesmaid side of the stage and had a perfect view of the bride and groom but also Ben. He was still staring at me; waiting for a reaction. I tried to ignore it but it was getting to be too much.
Old memories began to cloud my mind. The good times we had when we were happy and together. That only led to the end where I remembered the reason I broke up with him in the first place.
I felt like I was sufficating so I took off running; down the isle and towards the back exit. I heard heavy footsteps followed by his voice.
"Laura! Laura, wait!" Ben was ganging up on me and fast. We were already out of the church and in the hall away from everyones' ears.
Why couldn't he just leave me alone?
"Leave me alone Ben," I didn't stop walking.
"Laura we need to talk." Somehow Ben made it close behind me faster than I would have anticipated.
I shook my head. "I have nothing to say to you."
I felt his strong hand wrap around my arm, stopping me from advancing towards the exit. Damn him. "Ben let me go."
"Laura, please. Can't we just talk?"
He spun me around and I tired yanking my arm away from him. "No, no we can't. You can't just come back here and tell me you miss me."
Ben's dazzling blue eyes grew sad. "But it's the truth."
The sorrow in his words and eyes were pulling me in. Was he serious? "Stay away from me Ben." I jerked my arm again. "Let me go."
"I can't. I can't Laura."
I wanted to cry. This couldn't be happening. Not now. And I couldn't let him win. All his actions ever do is hurt me. No, I will not let him do that again.
I shut my eyes for a second to gather my thoughts. This was ridiculous. This was all ridiculous. I bet he was the one who made Chris use me like a worthless whore. I could feel my rage boiling inside. Ben was behind it all. He wanted to hurt me so he got Chris to help him.
I should have seen it. Damn it.
I pushed his arm away and he finally let me go. "I can't believe you. You're sick."
"Laura what are you talking about?"
I was taking deep breaths but I don't think it was helping me at all. "You put Chris up to it. You made him do all those things to me."
"That's not true Laura. Ben never asked me to do anything to you," Chris' voice came out of nowhere.
I guess I was so distracted with my raging thoughts that I hadn't noticed Chris walking into the room.
"Liar," I whispered into the room trying my best to hold in my sobs.
"Laura."
"Laura."
They were both calling my name. This was sick and twisted. I somehow found it amusing as well and I started to laugh in their faces like the mad woman I was becoming thanks to them.
"You want to know Chris," I said taking a few steps back to give myself some space from Ben's reach. "You want to know the reason I broke up with Ben?"
They were both silent but I knew deep down inside they were both curious as hell to find out my excuse for breaking it off.
"Ben doesn't even know why," I turned to gaze at him and he was staring at me with such intensity I almost felt like gaging.
"It was your birthday Ben. Remember?" I didn't stop for him to reply. "I got off work early. I wanted to surprise you because you know that's what good thoughtful girlfriends do. They make time for their man."
I wanted to laugh at the irony. "I had the whole day planned. I was going to take you out to your favorite restuarant and then surprise you with tickets to see 'Three Days Grace' because they were your favorite band."
The memories were flashing in my mind like a camera documenting my whole life. It was a sad life indeed.
"You were supposed to be home. You always take your birthday off. I didn't knock. I wanted to find you in bed so I could jump on your back to wake your lazy butt up." I laughed but with no humor. "But you weren't asleep...and you weren't alone."
Ben's eyes went a shade darker while his face went pale a bit. He knew where I was going with this story.
"I found you with Ashley." She was his blond ex that he claimed he hated. "And you were..."Even after all this time it was hard to admit. "You were kissing. I thought that maybe it was her but the longer I stayed and hoped you'd push her away, you didn't."
I felt a stupid tear run down my face. And I promised myself I would never cry over that again. "You never pushed her away Ben. You. Broke. My. Heart. Not the other way around." Heat was consumming my face. "I wanted you to confess but you never did. I ended it and didn't even give you a reason because I didn't want your family to find out."
I was such a good person...not. I wish I would of told everyone about his lying, cheating ass.
"Laura I'm so-"
I cut Ben off. I didn't want to listen to his excuse. "Don't. Don't even try to justify your actions now. It's too late. I hate you."
"Laura," I heard Chris call my name.
"All you do is hurt me...both of YOU! I hate you. I HATE YOU BOTH!"
I just wanted the pain to stop. I wanted to forget but they wouldn't let me. They were making me uncover my wounds so they could add salt to them.
I ran out of the hall before either one of them could stop me. I heard my name being called but I ignored it. I drove home doing 90 almost all the way.
My house was empty so I ran up to my room. It was the only place I would let myself break down. I had so much hatred and anger radiating off my body that I was shaking.
To my surprise I wasn't alone in the house anymore. Chris opened my door and cautiously came in. He followed me. What?
"GET OUT!" I didn't want to see his face.
"Laura I'm sorry. I didn't know. He didn't ask me to do anything." His face was etched with grief and sympathy.
"So you're an ass all on your own?"
His greens eyes dropped down to my shoes in shame. "If I would have known I wouldn't have-"
"Who are you trying to fool Chris? I know exactly who you are."
His haunting green orbs went back up to my face. "I didn't know Laura."
Would he have treated me differently? I honestly didn't know. Probably not. He was a complete jerk with only selfish means. I wanted to hurt him. I wanted him to feel the pain I was feeling.
"I'm sorry," he whispered.
I couldn't take his words or pity. It was disgusting. I ran over to him and slammed my lips to his, not giving him anytime to think. I was going to use him just like he always did me. The pain was punching me in the gut and it was barely letting me surface the suffering blanket it was holding me under.
I slammed his head back against the wall, hard, but he didn't pull away. He let me taste from him without hesitation. Our mouths molded as one but I wasn't satified. I took his bottom lip between my teeth and bit down till I tasted blood.
He opened his mouth and grasped an intake of breath before moaning in pleasure. Our tongues fought for dominance but I wouldn't let him win.
I clawed my nails into his scalp while his fingers trailed the skin at my back. I felt tingles run down my back in every directions from his touch.
I wanted it to stop. I wanted the pain to go away.
"I hate you," I breathed onto his parting lips.
"I know." He cupped my face and pressed his lips to mine in a quick motion. "But you're hating me sweetly."
Chris gently captured my lips in a sweet tender kiss. A slow sync kiss that took me by surprise. It was nothing like the intense lip locks we normally have.
What the hell did that mean? Was I hating him sweetly? Maybe he was right because normally I wouldn't make out with a person who I claimed to hate so much.
I didn't even know I had tears falling down until I felt Chris' thumb rub against my cheek and wipe them away.
In some way I was much more calmer now.
"Laura honey are you home," I heard my mother's voice yell at me from downstairs.
"You need to go," I tried pulling away but Chris wouldn't let me.
We slightly leaned back to stare into each others' eyes. I saw concern in his eyes. "Will you be okay?"
"No," I wasn't lying.
He frowned. Why does he even care? "You need to go."
Chris leaned in one final time and kissed me. "I'll see you tomorrow."
I just nodded and he was gone in a matter of seconds.