Love Aint Always Pretty

Unprepared

- not properly ready mentally or physically for some experience or action

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I glanced at dad, "We still haven't talked about it." I said coldly.

"Well, the sooner the better." Dad says.

I take a long sip from my drink and just thought about Nick. Everyone talked about the wedding and I was just sitting on my chair. I smiled whenever they would ask me something and I would talk when Damon would say me something to me. It's as if I was a robot and all of them are controlling me.

When dinner was over, Ingrid decided to sleep at my apartment together with Cameron while my parents were at their hotel room. As I fix my pjs and entered the room, I found Cameron fixing the bedsheets with Ingrid. She jumps on my bed and Cameron whines about not getting it done yet. I walked to the bed and joined them.

"Are you okay?" Cameron asked me.

I moved my head to him, "Why wouldn't I be?"

"Oh come on Annie. We know you still love Nick." Ingrid says.

I smiled ruefully. "Ingrid you talk too much. Why don't you go to sleep? Mom and dad are going to pick you up early tomorrow."

Ingrid pouts and Cameron sets her to bed as he fix her blanket. "Go to sleep Ingrid." Cameron says.

He stands. "Savannah, can I talk to you?"

I nod.

Both of us headed out of the room quietly, leaving Ingrid on top of the bed. Cameron stands before me and looks at me in the eye. He didn't say anything yet and just looked at me. I cross my arms against my breast.

"Why are you looking at me like that Ron?" I asked him.

"Are you sure you're really marrying Damon?" He asked me back.

I stared at the floor while my tears were already gathering in my eyes. I take a deep breath in and tried to hide my tears by bending my head down.

"Of course." I say.

"Do you love him?"

I took a deep breath in and exhaled heavily through my mouth. I stare at Cameron who was examining my face. I looked away as I feel my tears about to fall down. I'm too emotional right now and there's a big part of me that's hurt because of my decision on marrying Damon. When I think about how soon my dad wants it to happen, I feel even sadder. I know I don't have any choice but to marry Damon.

"Come here." He says.

I pull my head up to him.

"Come here Savannah." He tells me.

I walk closer to him as he opens his arms wide and hugged me close. I cried on his shoulder and he rubs my back.

"Ron..." I cried.

"I know how you feel. If I only knew what dad did. I should've stopped him. I'm sorry sis." He holds me close.

I shake my head.

"I didn't know. I'm so sorry." He says.

"Why are you sorry for?" I asked.

"Cos I know how much you love Nick and I know you don't want to get married to Damon yet."

Cameron pushes my hair off my face and wipes the tears that were on my cheeks. "If you don't want to get married to Damon, then don't."

"Ron, he's such a nice man and I couldn't afford to break his heart. I can't say no. I was planning to break up with him when we were in Bahamas but suddenly he proposed to me." I say.

He sighs.

him? Marriage is something serious to handle with, Savannah. You'll be spending your life with Damon." He tells

I'm doing Ron and I really appreciate this thing that you're doing right

how much he loves

"Just know that no matter what decisions you make, I always have your

smiled and hugged him tight.

Nick know you're getting married?" Cameron pulls

my

doesn't need to know about it." I say

my hand. "Why don't we go to

I nod.

I'm married cos I'm sure as hell that he's not here. I heard his wife is back so I

reality and what I chose in life for my future. My future with Damon. I'd be having kids with him and I'd

got myself together and sat straight. I see Dakota standing right in front of my doorway. She walks in without saying anything and closed the door

Wilde." I say, damn that

"Hello. I haven't met you personally that's why I came

to come here Mrs. Wilde." I

see you took a leave in a short notice,

slightly. "Yes. Im terribly sorry about that. I was having some issues

My husband took care of it

I gulped.

She snaps. "My husband seems to be very protective

"Of me?" I repeated.

told me that Nick talked to her personally about your leave. My husband doesn't really do that." She sits down on the

thankful for Mr. Wilde about it then."

never done the thing he did for you. Which is

deep breath in. "We were colleagues. We went

up. "Oh. Is that so?

faked a smile

isn't a university. This is work. Nick Wilde is your boss and he

I nod.

asking favors

"Mrs. Wilde I didn't--"

me off, emphasizing on the word my. Yeah yeah

did something wrong. I inhaled heavily and breathe our as I get to calm myself down. This woman is irritating the fuck out of me. I smiled

if you're worried about something between me and your husband, you got it all

"I'm engaged." I added.

what she did. She smiles to

man. You know what they say when your husband is rich and very good looking, a lot of women would chase." She adds. "Even some

my fiancé Mrs.

very nice of you.

know what she knows about me

continued working anyways to get my mind off what she said. Damn I'm mad at that woman. If she isn't my boss, I would've pulled her hair with my bare

leave. I've finished everything I had to finish before I leave and I was proud of myself that I finished it in time. I grabbed my bag and fixed the things on my desk before I went out of the room. I didn't really talked to a lot of people in the office today

other employees. I stood on the farthest portion of the elevator behind everyone that were inside. I stare at my feet and I felt everyone coming out of the elevator as it dings

right outside. Damon steps out of his car and waves at me, at the same time that Nick steps out of his white Maybach. Damon's car was behind Nick's and as I look at them, I know I wanted to step inside Nick's car. I started walking down the staircase, coming near Damon's ride. Nick stares at me eagerly but I try so hard not to look

to you, soon to be Mrs. Patricks." Damon

I sigh inwardly.

I tell

before I take a

know why they still need to fake it

didn't want to. I held my hands tight on top of my lap and drove us to the nearest restaurant. The dinner went well as always and nothing important to talk about it. It was

grips my shoulder as we walk

ruefully. "Nothing. Im just really tired at work

"Oh baby don't

Nick only calls me

watched some movies on tv. I was wearing my loose white baggy