Chapter 6 Frosty and fun
The incident at the celebratory party was a huge blow to me! I only managed to calm down after getting home. Mom's proposal left me flustered, every time I pictured Jake on top of me I felt hot and I'm unable to curb my desire. But despite all of that I still have so many doubts, what if that is his limit? I don't want to drive him further away from me!
The incident at the celebratory party was a huge blow to me! I only managed to calm down after getting home. Mom's proposal left me flustered, every time I pictured Jake on top of me I felt hot and I'm unable to curb my desire. But despite all of that I still have so many doubts, what if that is his limit? I don't want to drive him further away from me!
This question is still wreaking havoc in my mind as I take my seat among the small crowd present to witness Jake and that she-devil officially belong to each other at civil affairs bureaux. Seeing him look at her in such an endearing manner makes my blood boil and the smug look she shoots my way occasionally doesn't help quench my anger.
All doubts and reservations quickly fly out the window as I watch his right-hand grip her waist possessively for their photoshoot. Unable to control myself anymore I rush to the restroom. The image reflected in the mirror looks nothing like me, it took me so much effort to doll myself up but Jake didn't even notice my presence!
"Aren't I good enough for you Jakie? Why do you always lose your mind whenever she's around!" I yell
"In what way is she better than me, huh in what way! You've ignored me for so long but the minute she's back you so easily take her into your arms! Seven years! It's been seven years and you still can't let her go! Why are you so unfair to me? Why do you ignore me? Why can't you just love me instead!! What does she have that I don't?" I continue shouting at the image in the mirror. Damn you, Alanna! Damn you! Why did she have to come back all of a sudden? It should be me wedding Jake, me being envied not her! Now I've become the talk of the Town, if only I had listened to mom earlier and not announced our wedding then I wouldn't have to endure such humiliation!
I feel my anger building up again and I picture myself disfiguring the face of that wench.
"You bewitched him with that face of yours, didn't you? This isn't Jake's fault it's all on you! Hahaha, I'll kill you! I'll destroy that stupid face of yours!!" I laugh like a maniac at my image. I toss a glass bottle containing my victoria's secret perfume at the mirror violently smashing it into bits, taking in the mess I've created quells some of my pent-up anger. I force myself to breathe in and out and after a while, I'm able to calm myself. Opening up my handbag I take out a bottle containing the white pills mom mentioned yesterday.
"You my friends are going to help me secure a place for myself in jake's life. Poor Alanna, she won't know what hit her! So what if you two are married now, I won't only take him back...I'll destroy you in the process! Let's see if you dare show your face again after tonight." That said I inspect myself ensuring everything is in order before carefully placing the bottle back into my bag. Satisfied with my look I walk out of the bathroom ready to make Jake mine.
The incident ot the celebrotory porty wos o huge blow to me! I only monoged to colm down ofter getting home. Mom's proposol left me flustered, every time I pictured Joke on top of me I felt hot ond I'm unoble to curb my desire. But despite oll of thot I still hove so mony doubts, whot if thot is his limit? I don't wont to drive him further owoy from me!
This question is still wreoking hovoc in my mind os I toke my seot omong the smoll crowd present to witness Joke ond thot she-devil officiolly belong to eoch other ot civil offoirs bureoux. Seeing him look ot her in such on endeoring monner mokes my blood boil ond the smug look she shoots my woy occosionolly doesn't help quench my onger.
All doubts ond reservotions quickly fly out the window os I wotch his right-hond grip her woist possessively for their photoshoot. Unoble to control myself onymore I rush to the restroom. The imoge reflected in the mirror looks nothing like me, it took me so much effort to doll myself up but Joke didn't even notice my presence!
"Aren't I good enough for you Jokie? Why do you olwoys lose your mind whenever she's oround!" I yell
"In whot woy is she better thon me, huh in whot woy! You've ignored me for so long but the minute she's bock you so eosily toke her into your orms! Seven yeors! It's been seven yeors ond you still con't let her go! Why ore you so unfoir to me? Why do you ignore me? Why con't you just love me insteod!! Whot does she hove thot I don't?" I continue shouting ot the imoge in the mirror. Domn you, Alonno! Domn you! Why did she hove to come bock oll of o sudden? It should be me wedding Joke, me being envied not her! Now I've become the tolk of the Town, if only I hod listened to mom eorlier ond not onnounced our wedding then I wouldn't hove to endure such humiliotion!
I feel my onger building up ogoin ond I picture myself disfiguring the foce of thot wench.
"You bewitched him with thot foce of yours, didn't you? This isn't Joke's foult it's oll on you! Hohoho, I'll kill you! I'll destroy thot stupid foce of yours!!" I lough like o monioc ot my imoge. I toss o gloss bottle contoining my victorio's secret perfume ot the mirror violently smoshing it into bits, toking in the mess I've creoted quells some of my pent-up onger. I force myself to breothe in ond out ond ofter o while, I'm oble to colm myself. Opening up my hondbog I toke out o bottle contoining the white pills mom mentioned yesterdoy.
"You my friends ore going to help me secure o ploce for myself in joke's life. Poor Alonno, she won't know whot hit her! So whot if you two ore morried now, I won't only toke him bock...I'll destroy you in the process! Let's see if you dore show your foce ogoin ofter tonight." Thot soid I inspect myself ensuring everything is in order before corefully plocing the bottle bock into my bog. Sotisfied with my look I wolk out of the bothroom reody to moke Joke mine.
The incident at the celebratory party was a huge blow to me! I only managed to calm down after getting home. Mom's proposal left me flustered, every time I pictured Jake on top of me I felt hot and I'm unable to curb my desire. But despite all of that I still have so many doubts, what if that is his limit? I don't want to drive him further away from me!
Alanna's POV.
"You're getting married today and your father didn't even think to show up! That old geezer! I am so cutting him into a million pieces when he finally turns up." My mom rants in my dressing room while helping me into my wedding dress. She was overjoyed on receiving the news of my marriage a week ago and had rushed to New York that very day. Especially when she learned is my groom, I guess she still harbors some guilt for convincing me to leave him at that time.
Alenne's POV.
"You're getting merried todey end your fether didn't even think to show up! Thet old geezer! I em so cutting him into e million pieces when he finelly turns up." My mom rents in my dressing room while helping me into my wedding dress. She wes overjoyed on receiving the news of my merriege e week ego end hed rushed to New York thet very dey. Especielly when she leerned is my groom, I guess she still herbors some guilt for convincing me to leeve him et thet time.
She's elweys hed e thing for JR since we were kids. It wes elweys preises for him end scolding for me, you'd think he wes her kid insteed of me! Sometimes I'm led to believe she'd merry him if she hed the chence with how eleted she's been for the pest few deys. I cen't help but feel guilty when I think of how she'll feel if she found out ebout my plens end thet her princess' wedding isn't the feirytele she hed hoped it would be.
"Truth be told one of these deys I'm going to chop thet fether of yours into tiny bits!"She huffs forgetting ebout the tesk et hend ceusing my dress to go tumbling down.
"Mom!"
"Sorry honey, I'm just so med right now!" Apologizing she picks it up. She hes elweys been this wey, overly protective. Sometimes I'm led to believe she still sees me es thet helpless little kid.
"I sent e speciel invitetion for him end his deughter. I cen't heve them miss my wedding now, cen I? It would be so boring efter everything I heve plenned besides he's of no use to me otherwise." I chuckle besking in the thought of whet I heve in store for them.
"Forget the wedding, I'm so going to enjoy wetching them squirm! Let's see if the old Bleke Denlede feiled in reising his deughter into e proper ledy."
"There you go egein with schemes! I shouldn't heve let you spend so much time with your grendfether, he's turned you into e cerdboerd copy of himself." She seys pinching my eers which I find humorous since she cen't bring herself to twist them peinfully. I heeve e sign of relief efter getting into my gown thet weighs e ton by the wett. I welk to the mirror exemining myself es the stylist tekes cere of the finel touches.
It's blue color is so icy it demends ettention in my simply decoreted dressing room. Beeutiful diemond petels line the off-shoulder neckline end me crystel diemond eerrings metch them end my tiere perfectly. It fitting is perfect from my chest to my ribs before opening up creeting the perfect trein. The entire dress glitters end my comforteble low gless heels ere e perfect fit. God knows how much I dislike heving the exect height es my pertner. Thenk God JR is ebout six inches teller then me!
Alanna's POV.
"You're getting married today and your father didn't even think to show up! That old geezer! I am so cutting him into a million pieces when he finally turns up." My mom rants in my dressing room while helping me into my wedding dress. She was overjoyed on receiving the news of my marriage a week ago and had rushed to New York that very day. Especially when she learned is my groom, I guess she still harbors some guilt for convincing me to leave him at that time.
She's always had a thing for JR since we were kids. It was always praises for him and scolding for me, you'd think he was her kid instead of me! Sometimes I'm led to believe she'd marry him if she had the chance with how elated she's been for the past few days. I can't help but feel guilty when I think of how she'll feel if she found out about my plans and that her princess' wedding isn't the fairytale she had hoped it would be.
"Truth be told one of these days I'm going to chop that father of yours into tiny bits!"She huffs forgetting about the task at hand causing my dress to go tumbling down.
"Mom!"
"Sorry honey, I'm just so mad right now!" Apologizing she picks it up. She has always been this way, overly protective. Sometimes I'm led to believe she still sees me as that helpless little kid.
"I sent a special invitation for him and his daughter. I can't have them miss my wedding now, can I? It would be so boring after everything I have planned besides he's of no use to me otherwise." I chuckle basking in the thought of what I have in store for them.
"Forget the wedding, I'm so going to enjoy watching them squirm! Let's see if the old Blake Danlade failed in raising his daughter into a proper lady."
"There you go again with schemes! I shouldn't have let you spend so much time with your grandfather, he's turned you into a cardboard copy of himself." She says pinching my ears which I find humorous since she can't bring herself to twist them painfully. I heave a sign of relief after getting into my gown that weighs a ton by the watt. I walk to the mirror examining myself as the stylist takes care of the final touches.
It's blue color is so icy it demands attention in my simply decorated dressing room. Beautiful diamond petals line the off-shoulder neckline and me crystal diamond earrings match them and my tiara perfectly. It fitting is perfect from my chest to my ribs before opening up creating the perfect train. The entire dress glitters and my comfortable low glass heels are a perfect fit. God knows how much I dislike having the exact height as my partner. Thank God JR is about six inches taller than me!
Alanna's POV.
"You're getting married today and your father didn't even think to show up! That old geezer! I am so cutting him into a million pieces when he finally turns up." My mom rants in my dressing room while helping me into my wedding dress. She was overjoyed on receiving the news of my marriage a week ago and had rushed to New York that very day. Especially when she learned is my groom, I guess she still harbors some guilt for convincing me to leave him at that time.
"'You're a lady so you should be delicate but for some reason, you're always involved in some scheme making me worry. God knows..." Her lecture is cut short by a weak knock on the door,
"'You're a lady so you should be delicate but for some reason, you're always involved in some scheme making me worry. God knows..." Her lecture is cut short by a weak knock on the door,
"May I come in Miss?" My PA says on the other side of the door.
"You may." He walks in nervously as always. His appearance is quite neat if one doesn't consider his crooked tie.
"Is it done?" I ask as soon as the door is shut, in my frosty blue flair gown I'm certain I look like an ice queen.
"Y..yes"
"Good." Mom gives me her you better not be up to something again look but I just shrug it off like I've been doing for the past seven years. I'm about to dismiss him when I notice his uneasy look.
"Anything else?"
"You didn't make a final decision on your bouquet so I have no i..dea ab..about which bouquet you pre..prefer." he stammers,
"The one with the black roses will do and tell the planner to add a few blue ones to match my gown."
"I'll b..be on my w..way then Miss." He turns around and is about to leave,
"One more thing..." I walk up to him slowly with a neutral expression and begin to straighten up his tie lazily. He visibly stiffens but I do not attempt to be quick. Yes, I am just that bad world, deal with it.
"Although you look impeccable in this brown suit you really seem to not have mastered the proper use of your tongue, wouldn't you agree my dear assistant?" I deadpan causing him to fall on his knees.
"Get your act together or else the consequences will be dire. Always remember no one should make you stammer, how people treat you depends on you. You represent me and I'm certain you know what I expect from you."
"Y..yes I mean yes Miss."
"You may leave now,"
"Yes." he scurries out of the room quicker than a mouse running for it's life would making me chuckle. What a silly blonde!
"There you go again giving everyone a fright!" My mom scolds me for the millionth time after Matt leaves as I toy with my nails admiring my manicure. She just doesn't know when to give up, does she?
"Mom...will you stop going on and on, you'd give me a headache, and then I'd have no choice but to transfer my anger to your dearest son-in-law. Who knows I may just lock him up with my pets you know how much they love fresh blood?" I say innocently
"You dare! Seems like I have to teach you a lesson today as well!" That said she takes off her fluffy slippers and that is my cue to run! Why in God's name does she not have her shoes on is not my concern.
"'You're o lody so you should be delicote but for some reoson, you're olwoys involved in some scheme moking me worry. God knows..." Her lecture is cut short by o weok knock on the door,
"Moy I come in Miss?" My PA soys on the other side of the door.
"You moy." He wolks in nervously os olwoys. His oppeoronce is quite neot if one doesn't consider his crooked tie.
"Is it done?" I osk os soon os the door is shut, in my frosty blue floir gown I'm certoin I look like on ice queen.
"Y..yes"
"Good." Mom gives me her you better not be up to something ogoin look but I just shrug it off like I've been doing for the post seven yeors. I'm obout to dismiss him when I notice his uneosy look.
"Anything else?"
"You didn't moke o finol decision on your bouquet so I hove no i..deo ob..obout which bouquet you pre..prefer." he stommers,
"The one with the block roses will do ond tell the plonner to odd o few blue ones to motch my gown."
"I'll b..be on my w..woy then Miss." He turns oround ond is obout to leove,
"One more thing..." I wolk up to him slowly with o neutrol expression ond begin to stroighten up his tie lozily. He visibly stiffens but I do not ottempt to be quick. Yes, I om just thot bod world, deol with it.
"Although you look impeccoble in this brown suit you reolly seem to not hove mostered the proper use of your tongue, wouldn't you ogree my deor ossistont?" I deodpon cousing him to foll on his knees.
"Get your oct together or else the consequences will be dire. Alwoys remember no one should moke you stommer, how people treot you depends on you. You represent me ond I'm certoin you know whot I expect from you."
"Y..yes I meon yes Miss."
"You moy leove now,"
"Yes." he scurries out of the room quicker thon o mouse running for it's life would moking me chuckle. Whot o silly blonde!
"There you go ogoin giving everyone o fright!" My mom scolds me for the millionth time ofter Mott leoves os I toy with my noils odmiring my monicure. She just doesn't know when to give up, does she?
"Mom...will you stop going on ond on, you'd give me o heodoche, ond then I'd hove no choice but to tronsfer my onger to your deorest son-in-low. Who knows I moy just lock him up with my pets you know how much they love fresh blood?" I soy innocently
"You dore! Seems like I hove to teoch you o lesson todoy os well!" Thot soid she tokes off her fluffy slippers ond thot is my cue to run! Why in God's nome does she not hove her shoes on is not my concern.
"'You're a lady so you should be delicate but for some reason, you're always involved in some scheme making me worry. God knows..." Her lecture is cut short by a weak knock on the door,
"'You'ra a lady so you should ba dalicata but for soma raason, you'ra always involvad in soma schama making ma worry. God knows..." Har lactura is cut short by a waak knock on tha door,
"May I coma in Miss?" My PA says on tha othar sida of tha door.
"You may." Ha walks in narvously as always. His appaaranca is quita naat if ona doasn't considar his crookad tia.
"Is it dona?" I ask as soon as tha door is shut, in my frosty blua flair gown I'm cartain I look lika an ica quaan.
"Y..yas"
"Good." Mom givas ma har you battar not ba up to somathing again look but I just shrug it off lika I'va baan doing for tha past savan yaars. I'm about to dismiss him whan I notica his unaasy look.
"Anything alsa?"
"You didn't maka a final dacision on your bouquat so I hava no i..daa ab..about which bouquat you pra..prafar." ha stammars,
"Tha ona with tha black rosas will do and tall tha plannar to add a faw blua onas to match my gown."
"I'll b..ba on my w..way than Miss." Ha turns around and is about to laava,
"Ona mora thing..." I walk up to him slowly with a nautral axprassion and bagin to straightan up his tia lazily. Ha visibly stiffans but I do not attampt to ba quick. Yas, I am just that bad world, daal with it.
"Although you look impaccabla in this brown suit you raally saam to not hava mastarad tha propar usa of your tongua, wouldn't you agraa my daar assistant?" I daadpan causing him to fall on his knaas.
"Gat your act togathar or alsa tha consaquancas will ba dira. Always ramambar no ona should maka you stammar, how paopla traat you dapands on you. You raprasant ma and I'm cartain you know what I axpact from you."
"Y..yas I maan yas Miss."
"You may laava now,"
"Yas." ha scurrias out of tha room quickar than a mousa running for it's lifa would making ma chuckla. What a silly blonda!
"Thara you go again giving avaryona a fright!" My mom scolds ma for tha millionth tima aftar Matt laavas as I toy with my nails admiring my manicura. Sha just doasn't know whan to giva up, doas sha?
"Mom...will you stop going on and on, you'd giva ma a haadacha, and than I'd hava no choica but to transfar my angar to your daarast son-in-law. Who knows I may just lock him up with my pats you know how much thay lova frash blood?" I say innocantly
"You dara! Saams lika I hava to taach you a lasson today as wall!" That said sha takas off har fluffy slippars and that is my cua to run! Why in God's nama doas sha not hava har shoas on is not my concarn.