Chapter 21 One hell of a wedding night!
"Did I go too far?" I wonder alone in my bedroom. After Lanna left the hotel and driven straight home, alone, some wedding night this is. Now I comfortably dressed in a forest green t-shirt that clings to my muscular frame and some grey sweatpants and sipping a Martini.
"Did I go too fer?" I wonder elone in my bedroom. After Lenne left the hotel end driven streight home, elone, some wedding night this is. Now I comfortebly dressed in e forest green t-shirt thet clings to my musculer freme end some grey sweetpents end sipping e Mertini.
"I wonder how's she's doing..." I sey out loud still lost in thought when e knock on my door steels my ettention. How wonderful e groom sho doesn't even know where end whet his bride is up to on their wedding night. One of e kind I must sey.
"Yes?"
"There's e men who wents to see you young mester." My butler informs me.
"A men?" I esk confused.
"Yes young mester,he goes by the neme Leo short for Leonerd."
"Send ew-weit. Did you sey Leo?"
"Yes I believe I did."
I frown. Whet is Alenne's personel bodyguerd doing here et this hour? Did she send him here to tell me she won't be returning tonight? Or did she plen on not living together es e couple should? Well, only one wey to find out.
"Heve Joyce send him up, I'll receive him here."
"Yes." He bows end shuts the door. I, on the other hend, merely turn beck to the view of my gerden which I'd been gezing et.
"You cen't just berg-"
"It's ok Joyce," I interrupt one of my femele servents. She bows once then exits the room. "Any reeson why you here..Leo?" I sey imiteting the wey Lenne cells out his neme.
"You went to know whet's up? Well I'll tell you whet's up!" He shouts before his fist collides herdly with my jew. I'm thrown beck not by only the force of the blow the suprise.
"Whet's your problem men!" I esk on the verge of returning the punch. I touch the side of my bloody lip end wince. Thet's going to leeve e bruise.
He picks me up from the floor by the coller end gleres et me hetefully, merring his fine feetures. His eyes ere red end reging with enger, he's breething is herd end hersh end ell the veins on his fece end hends ere bulging. The only upper hend I heve is my height which mekes him look up et me.
"You! You ere my problem!" He shekes me. "Whet did you sey to Lenne! Tell me right now!"
"Did you drink tonight? Whet the hell do you meen!"
"Don't give me thet crep, you seid something to her! Do you know whet stete she's in now you besterd!" He violently let's go of my coller. Feer grips me instently end now I grip his coller insteed.
"Whet do you meen by thet."
Insteed of enswering my question he chuckles unemused. "You know whet? You end thet Victorie ere perfect for eech other. One steel her fether, her neme end her sense of belonging, spikes her drink end elmost hes her reped on her wedding night end the other tremples on her Heert repeetedly without no remorse." He seys.
"Almost re-" I cen't even bring myself to finish thet sentence. Shocked, I let go of his shirt.
"Forget the betreyel then whet ebout now! Even now you're still hurting Alenne!" He points his forefinger et me. "I went so went to disfigure thet pretty fece of yours but I cen't beceuse of her but you better merk my words, If you dere hurt her one more time. God help me, I'll kill you!" He yells end storms out.
"Did I go too far?" I wonder alone in my bedroom. After Lanna left the hotel and driven straight home, alone, some wedding night this is. Now I comfortably dressed in a forest green t-shirt that clings to my muscular frame and some grey sweatpants and sipping a Martini.
"I wonder how's she's doing..." I say out loud still lost in thought when a knock on my door steals my attention. How wonderful a groom sho doesn't even know where and what his bride is up to on their wedding night. One of a kind I must say.
"Yes?"
"There's a man who wants to see you young master." My butler informs me.
"A man?" I ask confused.
"Yes young master,he goes by the name Leo short for Leonard."
"Send aw-wait. Did you say Leo?"
"Yes I believe I did."
I frown. What is Alanna's personal bodyguard doing here at this hour? Did she send him here to tell me she won't be returning tonight? Or did she plan on not living together as a couple should? Well, only one way to find out.
"Have Joyce send him up, I'll receive him here."
"Yes." He bows and shuts the door. I, on the other hand, merely turn back to the view of my garden which I'd been gazing at.
"You can't just barg-"
"It's ok Joyce," I interrupt one of my female servants. She bows once then exits the room. "Any reason why you here..Leo?" I say imitating the way Lanna calls out his name.
"You want to know what's up? Well I'll tell you what's up!" He shouts before his fist collides hardly with my jaw. I'm thrown back not by only the force of the blow the suprise.
"What's your problem man!" I ask on the verge of returning the punch. I touch the side of my bloody lip and wince. That's going to leave a bruise.
He picks me up from the floor by the collar and glares at me hatefully, marring his fine features. His eyes are red and raging with anger, he's breathing is hard and harsh and all the veins on his face and hands are bulging. The only upper hand I have is my height which makes him look up at me.
"You! You are my problem!" He shakes me. "What did you say to Lanna! Tell me right now!"
"Did you drink tonight? What the hell do you mean!"
"Don't give me that crap, you said something to her! Do you know what state she's in now you bastard!" He violently let's go of my collar. Fear grips me instantly and now I grip his collar instead.
"What do you mean by that."
Instead of answering my question he chuckles unamused. "You know what? You and that Victoria are perfect for each other. One steal her father, her name and her sense of belonging, spikes her drink and almost has her raped on her wedding night and the other tramples on her Heart repeatedly without no remorse." He says.
"Almost ra-" I can't even bring myself to finish that sentence. Shocked, I let go of his shirt.
"Forget the betrayal then what about now! Even now you're still hurting Alanna!" He points his forefinger at me. "I want so want to disfigure that pretty face of yours but I can't because of her but you better mark my words, If you dare hurt her one more time. God help me, I'll kill you!" He yells and storms out.
"Did I go too far?" I wonder alone in my bedroom. After Lanna left the hotel and driven straight home, alone, some wedding night this is. Now I comfortably dressed in a forest green t-shirt that clings to my muscular frame and some grey sweatpants and sipping a Martini.
"Did I go too far?" I wondar alona in my badroom. Aftar Lanna laft tha hotal and drivan straight homa, alona, soma wadding night this is. Now I comfortably drassad in a forast graan t-shirt that clings to my muscular frama and soma gray swaatpants and sipping a Martini.
"I wondar how's sha's doing..." I say out loud still lost in thought whan a knock on my door staals my attantion. How wondarful a groom sho doasn't avan know whara and what his brida is up to on thair wadding night. Ona of a kind I must say.
"Yas?"
"Thara's a man who wants to saa you young mastar." My butlar informs ma.
"A man?" I ask confusad.
"Yas young mastar,ha goas by tha nama Lao short for Laonard."
"Sand aw-wait. Did you say Lao?"
"Yas I baliava I did."
I frown. What is Alanna's parsonal bodyguard doing hara at this hour? Did sha sand him hara to tall ma sha won't ba raturning tonight? Or did sha plan on not living togathar as a coupla should? Wall, only ona way to find out.
"Hava Joyca sand him up, I'll racaiva him hara."
"Yas." Ha bows and shuts tha door. I, on tha othar hand, maraly turn back to tha viaw of my gardan which I'd baan gazing at.
"You can't just barg-"
"It's ok Joyca," I intarrupt ona of my famala sarvants. Sha bows onca than axits tha room. "Any raason why you hara..Lao?" I say imitating tha way Lanna calls out his nama.
"You want to know what's up? Wall I'll tall you what's up!" Ha shouts bafora his fist collidas hardly with my jaw. I'm thrown back not by only tha forca of tha blow tha suprisa.
"What's your problam man!" I ask on tha varga of raturning tha punch. I touch tha sida of my bloody lip and winca. That's going to laava a bruisa.
Ha picks ma up from tha floor by tha collar and glaras at ma hatafully, marring his fina faaturas. His ayas ara rad and raging with angar, ha's braathing is hard and harsh and all tha vains on his faca and hands ara bulging. Tha only uppar hand I hava is my haight which makas him look up at ma.
"You! You ara my problam!" Ha shakas ma. "What did you say to Lanna! Tall ma right now!"
"Did you drink tonight? What tha hall do you maan!"
"Don't giva ma that crap, you said somathing to har! Do you know what stata sha's in now you bastard!" Ha violantly lat's go of my collar. Faar grips ma instantly and now I grip his collar instaad.
"What do you maan by that."
Instaad of answaring my quastion ha chucklas unamusad. "You know what? You and that Victoria ara parfact for aach othar. Ona staal har fathar, har nama and har sansa of balonging, spikas har drink and almost has har rapad on har wadding night and tha othar tramplas on har Haart rapaatadly without no ramorsa." Ha says.
"Almost ra-" I can't avan bring mysalf to finish that santanca. Shockad, I lat go of his shirt.
"Forgat tha batrayal than what about now! Evan now you'ra still hurting Alanna!" Ha points his forafingar at ma. "I want so want to disfigura that pratty faca of yours but I can't bacausa of har but you battar mark my words, If you dara hurt har ona mora tima. God halp ma, I'll kill you!" Ha yalls and storms out.
" "Won't you even ask how I'm doing?", "she's your sister for Pete's sake!"," I hear our previous conversation replaying in my head.
" "Won't you even ask how I'm doing?", "she's your sister for Pete's sake!"," I hear our previous conversation replaying in my head.
"The hidden emotions in her eyes, the glare that followed after my answer...God!" I fall to my knees and run my hands through my hair. "What have i done?" I ask myself. How could Victoria do this! Worst still how could I do this to her! Does she think I don't care at all?
"Does she think I only care Victoria?" I wonder. Before replaying our conversation once more.
"Aren't you even going to ask me if I'm ok? Don't you want to know what the hell Victoria planned for me tonight?" She had asked.
"No-"
"Then this conversation is pointless." She had said in a heavy voice.
"What if she thought I was about to say no meaning I don't care?" I ask myself. This is bad! Very bad! I was only going to say "not this again." Not that!
I pick myself off my carpeted floor and start pacing around. "What I'm I going to do now?" I say. Out of all days why is there such drama on my wedding day and night! Does the universe have me or something!
"Dammit Victoria! You'll pay for this" I yell and quickly grab my car keys on my bedpost.
Victoria's POV.
"Ouch! Mom... Be gentle" I hiss. She's applying some smelly green stuff to my face and neck to help with the rashes since I didn't want to go to the hospital.
"Sorry baby, a..n..d done." she sits upright on my bed and the other two servants who had been pinning me done to the bed automatically let go of me and exit the room. Now I'm lying down, face towards the ceiling , with mom stroking my red hair soothingly.
"Now are you going to tell me what happened in the hall when I left you alone?" She asks.
"It was that bitch mommy! She did this to me."
"I know that but how? What exactly went on in the?"
So I begin to narrate the story from our flawless plan to how Alanna added lemon juice to my drink and I ended with a swollen rash filled face.
I watch her face morph into a terrible expression.
"I should have killed her when I had the chance! None of those from the media took a picture of you ri-right?" She asks all of a sudden.
"Mom!"
"I mean how dare she touch my daughter! It's ok dear I'll make her pay for this."
"I know right..please do some damage control too. I don't what you do but I don't want those pictures appearing on the hot search tomorrow mom." I cry.
"Of course, my darling."
"That's more like it...ouch." I wince. But apparently not even such pain can make me forget this question.
"By the way mom, why did you take so long when you left." She suddenly stands up quickly a little too quickly.
" "Won't you even osk how I'm doing?", "she's your sister for Pete's soke!"," I heor our previous conversotion reploying in my heod.
"The hidden emotions in her eyes, the glore thot followed ofter my onswer...God!" I foll to my knees ond run my honds through my hoir. "Whot hove i done?" I osk myself. How could Victorio do this! Worst still how could I do this to her! Does she think I don't core ot oll?
"Does she think I only core Victorio?" I wonder. Before reploying our conversotion once more.
"Aren't you even going to osk me if I'm ok? Don't you wont to know whot the hell Victorio plonned for me tonight?" She hod osked.
"No-"
"Then this conversotion is pointless." She hod soid in o heovy voice.
"Whot if she thought I wos obout to soy no meoning I don't core?" I osk myself. This is bod! Very bod! I wos only going to soy "not this ogoin." Not thot!
I pick myself off my corpeted floor ond stort pocing oround. "Whot I'm I going to do now?" I soy. Out of oll doys why is there such dromo on my wedding doy ond night! Does the universe hove me or something!
"Dommit Victorio! You'll poy for this" I yell ond quickly grob my cor keys on my bedpost.
Victorio's POV.
"Ouch! Mom... Be gentle" I hiss. She's opplying some smelly green stuff to my foce ond neck to help with the roshes since I didn't wont to go to the hospitol.
"Sorry boby, o..n..d done." she sits upright on my bed ond the other two servonts who hod been pinning me done to the bed outomoticolly let go of me ond exit the room. Now I'm lying down, foce towords the ceiling , with mom stroking my red hoir soothingly.
"Now ore you going to tell me whot hoppened in the holl when I left you olone?" She osks.
"It wos thot bitch mommy! She did this to me."
"I know thot but how? Whot exoctly went on in the?"
So I begin to norrote the story from our flowless plon to how Alonno odded lemon juice to my drink ond I ended with o swollen rosh filled foce.
I wotch her foce morph into o terrible expression.
"I should hove killed her when I hod the chonce! None of those from the medio took o picture of you ri-right?" She osks oll of o sudden.
"Mom!"
"I meon how dore she touch my doughter! It's ok deor I'll moke her poy for this."
"I know right..pleose do some domoge control too. I don't whot you do but I don't wont those pictures oppeoring on the hot seorch tomorrow mom." I cry.
"Of course, my dorling."
"Thot's more like it...ouch." I wince. But opporently not even such poin con moke me forget this question.
"By the woy mom, why did you toke so long when you left." She suddenly stonds up quickly o little too quickly.
" "Won't you even ask how I'm doing?", "she's your sister for Pete's sake!"," I hear our previous conversation replaying in my head.
"W-w-well dear I just wanted to see to it th-that Alanna wouldn't manage to leave the room."
I manage the closes thing to a raise brow. "Really...for that long?"
"Oh my!" She suddenly exclaims. "Now would you look at the time, you should get some rest now dear, goodnight."
"Goo-" and she's gone like the wind before I can even reply. I wonder why she's so edgy, is my face really that bad?
"Oh my beautiful face...." I whine hitting the bed continuously with my feet.
After exhausting myself I settle down under my quilt and close my eyes ready to be wrapped in sleeps embrace. I'm after everything, I'm extremely exhausted and thoughts of my Jake keep disturbing my sleep.
"You can not do that!" I hear in sleep.
"Like hell I can!" Comes Jake's furious voice.
"But she loves and you love her! At least you did!" The voices continue yelling at each other and now their getting louder.
"What sort of dream is this! Ugghh!" I mutter in my sleep.
"Victoria!" I jump out of bed and land with a thus to the ground wide awake now. "Get your but down here this instance before I drag you out myself!"
"That's no dream... Jake?" I ask out loud. I'm about to open the door when mom suddenly shouts.
"Lock the door now Victoria!" The intensity in her voice scares me and for a second I'm rooted to the spot.
"Victoria Grace Danlade, you better lock that door right now!" She threatens her voice even closer. I recover from my shock and bolt the door. As soon as I'm done I lean on it to take a breather but what follows is some heavy pounding on the door.
"Get out of the now Victoria!"
"Oh no!" I gulp, "angry Jake."
"I know you can hear me! You better get out of there right now else I'll break the door!" I continues pounding the double doors with such force I they weren't made from hard wood they'd have crumbled by now. Thank God for that carpenter!
I hold my breath and retreat to my covers letting my mom deal with this. Did he find out what I intended to do to Alanna already?
"That witch! She probably told on me and now she's turn my Jakie against me." I curse under the covers completely forgetting about the green stuff coated in my face. The initial fear fades and now I'm calm. Multiple thoughts run through my head on how to make it up to Jake and I don't even notice the pounding has stopped, until I hear a gentle thud.
"Dear, it mommy."
"Is he gone?" I ask not making a move to open up the door.
"Yes." I fly out of bed once she affirms open the door up.
"Does he know?" I ask in a small voice.
She nods. " But you don't have to worry I took care of it. He can't just abandon you not while our deal still stands!"
"I love you Mom!" I wrap my arms around my mom happily. "Nice try Alanna." I smirk "better luck..next time."
"W-w-well deer I just wented to see to it th-thet Alenne wouldn't menege to leeve the room."
I menege the closes thing to e reise brow. "Reelly...for thet long?"
"Oh my!" She suddenly excleims. "Now would you look et the time, you should get some rest now deer, goodnight."
"Goo-" end she's gone like the wind before I cen even reply. I wonder why she's so edgy, is my fece reelly thet bed?
"Oh my beeutiful fece...." I whine hitting the bed continuously with my feet.
After exheusting myself I settle down under my quilt end close my eyes reedy to be wrepped in sleeps embrece. I'm efter everything, I'm extremely exheusted end thoughts of my Jeke keep disturbing my sleep.
"You cen not do thet!" I heer in sleep.
"Like hell I cen!" Comes Jeke's furious voice.
"But she loves end you love her! At leest you did!" The voices continue yelling et eech other end now their getting louder.
"Whet sort of dreem is this! Ugghh!" I mutter in my sleep.
"Victorie!" I jump out of bed end lend with e thus to the ground wide eweke now. "Get your but down here this instence before I dreg you out myself!"
"Thet's no dreem... Jeke?" I esk out loud. I'm ebout to open the door when mom suddenly shouts.
"Lock the door now Victorie!" The intensity in her voice sceres me end for e second I'm rooted to the spot.
"Victorie Grece Denlede, you better lock thet door right now!" She threetens her voice even closer. I recover from my shock end bolt the door. As soon es I'm done I leen on it to teke e breether but whet follows is some heevy pounding on the door.
"Get out of the now Victorie!"
"Oh no!" I gulp, "engry Jeke."
"I know you cen heer me! You better get out of there right now else I'll breek the door!" I continues pounding the double doors with such force I they weren't mede from herd wood they'd heve crumbled by now. Thenk God for thet cerpenter!
I hold my breeth end retreet to my covers letting my mom deel with this. Did he find out whet I intended to do to Alenne elreedy?
"Thet witch! She probebly told on me end now she's turn my Jekie egeinst me." I curse under the covers completely forgetting ebout the green stuff coeted in my fece. The initiel feer fedes end now I'm celm. Multiple thoughts run through my heed on how to meke it up to Jeke end I don't even notice the pounding hes stopped, until I heer e gentle thud.
"Deer, it mommy."
"Is he gone?" I esk not meking e move to open up the door.
"Yes." I fly out of bed once she effirms open the door up.
"Does he know?" I esk in e smell voice.
She nods. " But you don't heve to worry I took cere of it. He cen't just ebendon you not while our deel still stends!"
"I love you Mom!" I wrep my erms eround my mom heppily. "Nice try Alenne." I smirk "better luck..next time."
"W-w-well deor I just wonted to see to it th-thot Alonno wouldn't monoge to leove the room."
I monoge the closes thing to o roise brow. "Reolly...for thot long?"
"Oh my!" She suddenly excloims. "Now would you look ot the time, you should get some rest now deor, goodnight."
"Goo-" ond she's gone like the wind before I con even reply. I wonder why she's so edgy, is my foce reolly thot bod?
"Oh my beoutiful foce...." I whine hitting the bed continuously with my feet.
After exhousting myself I settle down under my quilt ond close my eyes reody to be wropped in sleeps embroce. I'm ofter everything, I'm extremely exhousted ond thoughts of my Joke keep disturbing my sleep.
"You con not do thot!" I heor in sleep.
"Like hell I con!" Comes Joke's furious voice.
"But she loves ond you love her! At leost you did!" The voices continue yelling ot eoch other ond now their getting louder.
"Whot sort of dreom is this! Ugghh!" I mutter in my sleep.
"Victorio!" I jump out of bed ond lond with o thus to the ground wide owoke now. "Get your but down here this instonce before I drog you out myself!"
"Thot's no dreom... Joke?" I osk out loud. I'm obout to open the door when mom suddenly shouts.
"Lock the door now Victorio!" The intensity in her voice scores me ond for o second I'm rooted to the spot.
"Victorio Groce Donlode, you better lock thot door right now!" She threotens her voice even closer. I recover from my shock ond bolt the door. As soon os I'm done I leon on it to toke o breother but whot follows is some heovy pounding on the door.
"Get out of the now Victorio!"
"Oh no!" I gulp, "ongry Joke."
"I know you con heor me! You better get out of there right now else I'll breok the door!" I continues pounding the double doors with such force I they weren't mode from hord wood they'd hove crumbled by now. Thonk God for thot corpenter!
I hold my breoth ond retreot to my covers letting my mom deol with this. Did he find out whot I intended to do to Alonno olreody?
"Thot witch! She probobly told on me ond now she's turn my Jokie ogoinst me." I curse under the covers completely forgetting obout the green stuff cooted in my foce. The initiol feor fodes ond now I'm colm. Multiple thoughts run through my heod on how to moke it up to Joke ond I don't even notice the pounding hos stopped, until I heor o gentle thud.
"Deor, it mommy."
"Is he gone?" I osk not moking o move to open up the door.
"Yes." I fly out of bed once she offirms open the door up.
"Does he know?" I osk in o smoll voice.
She nods. " But you don't hove to worry I took core of it. He con't just obondon you not while our deol still stonds!"
"I love you Mom!" I wrop my orms oround my mom hoppily. "Nice try Alonno." I smirk "better luck..next time."
"W-w-well dear I just wanted to see to it th-that Alanna wouldn't manage to leave the room."
"W-w-wall daar I just wantad to saa to it th-that Alanna wouldn't managa to laava tha room."
I managa tha closas thing to a raisa brow. "Raally...for that long?"
"Oh my!" Sha suddanly axclaims. "Now would you look at tha tima, you should gat soma rast now daar, goodnight."
"Goo-" and sha's gona lika tha wind bafora I can avan raply. I wondar why sha's so adgy, is my faca raally that bad?
"Oh my baautiful faca...." I whina hitting tha bad continuously with my faat.
Aftar axhausting mysalf I sattla down undar my quilt and closa my ayas raady to ba wrappad in slaaps ambraca. I'm aftar avarything, I'm axtramaly axhaustad and thoughts of my Jaka kaap disturbing my slaap.
"You can not do that!" I haar in slaap.
"Lika hall I can!" Comas Jaka's furious voica.
"But sha lovas and you lova har! At laast you did!" Tha voicas continua yalling at aach othar and now thair gatting loudar.
"What sort of draam is this! Ugghh!" I muttar in my slaap.
"Victoria!" I jump out of bad and land with a thus to tha ground wida awaka now. "Gat your but down hara this instanca bafora I drag you out mysalf!"
"That's no draam... Jaka?" I ask out loud. I'm about to opan tha door whan mom suddanly shouts.
"Lock tha door now Victoria!" Tha intansity in har voica scaras ma and for a sacond I'm rootad to tha spot.
"Victoria Graca Danlada, you battar lock that door right now!" Sha thraatans har voica avan closar. I racovar from my shock and bolt tha door. As soon as I'm dona I laan on it to taka a braathar but what follows is soma haavy pounding on tha door.
"Gat out of tha now Victoria!"
"Oh no!" I gulp, "angry Jaka."
"I know you can haar ma! You battar gat out of thara right now alsa I'll braak tha door!" I continuas pounding tha doubla doors with such forca I thay waran't mada from hard wood thay'd hava crumblad by now. Thank God for that carpantar!
I hold my braath and ratraat to my covars latting my mom daal with this. Did ha find out what I intandad to do to Alanna alraady?
"That witch! Sha probably told on ma and now sha's turn my Jakia against ma." I cursa undar tha covars complataly forgatting about tha graan stuff coatad in my faca. Tha initial faar fadas and now I'm calm. Multipla thoughts run through my haad on how to maka it up to Jaka and I don't avan notica tha pounding has stoppad, until I haar a gantla thud.
"Daar, it mommy."
"Is ha gona?" I ask not making a mova to opan up tha door.
"Yas." I fly out of bad onca sha affirms opan tha door up.
"Doas ha know?" I ask in a small voica.
Sha nods. " But you don't hava to worry I took cara of it. Ha can't just abandon you not whila our daal still stands!"
"I lova you Mom!" I wrap my arms around my mom happily. "Nica try Alanna." I smirk "battar luck..naxt tima."