Only several days after the wedding Shari invited me to her new house. Her new house with her new husband. Yet again I sufferred thinking of her being married. God she was only nineteen. I was only nineteen. How could she be all ready married? How could she be all ready married to a guy that wasn’t me? I think it goes with out saying that I felt a similar urge to refuse her as I did when she invited me to her wedding. And yet again I couldn’t.
The whether was a bit chilly when I got there. Ever since living in Bridgeport I started getting used to the fact that not every where it’s always as hot and beautiful as in Starlight Shores. When I arived I almost bumped into Brittany who I didn’t know was invited aswell. It seemed almost to convenient similarlly to how she left the two of us at the wedding to talk. The faint yellow glow suronding Brittany never left. She almost felt like a rey of sun-shine when I looked at her.
“Oh I didn’t know you were invited to,” she said smiling. For some reason I thought she was laying.
“I didn’t know that about you either. But its good two see you. Maybe some day I will bump into you during my morning ran.”
“I’d like that. I could show you then that you’re nothing compared to me.” I was just forming a witty remark in response to her statement when Shari opened the door. She was glowing. Literally glowing. The red surounding her only ever got that strong when she was over the moon.
My heart was aching when I looked at her and I instanetly forgot that I was even talking to Brittany or what I wanted to tell her for I was not the one that made her happy.
“I’m so happy to see you Ron!” She exclaimed and extended her tiny arms to hug me and as always her face got buried in my chest. Just as on the day she said good bye when I drove off to Bridgeport. Had she already been in a relationship with that guy than? When she slowly moved away I brifly saw her left hand with a golden ring on her ring finger. But that was not the only thing I saw. Before I could even think of a comment (gosh why is my thinking always so slow) Brittany made her presence known.
“Hi Shari! You look so happy, let me see the ring…” And as she took Shari’s tiny hand she instantely noticed what I did. “But look at that bracelet… Did John give it to you? It’s so pretty!” For a brif moment Shari’s eyes met mine.
She was visibbly confused by Brittany’s mistake. Because the bracelet was…
“Old. It’s old. I’d had it before I started dating John,” she coreccted, way to quickly for my taste. But before Brittany could ask her more questions John had emerged from the house. Shari breathed a sigh of relieve.
I could see her face before she turned away from me to look at her husband.
It was one of confushion and something I couldn’t quite pinpoint. It was the same thing that made her so mad when I made her aware of the fact that she had unconciously drown herself with me during the talk we had on FaceTime. It now seemed such a long time ago. As was the moment when I gave her the bracelet. Three years ago during our first anniversary when we were both sixteen.
Now she ushered both me and Brittany in to the house where we were met by joyfull barking of a puppy.
“We should teach Bella to be more peaceful or we’re going to have one big noisy golden retriever when she grows up!” John laughed looking at my reaction. I’ve never had a dog and Shari failed to convience my parents to get one when we were young. Aunt Candy refused to adopt a pet without there agreement.
“She’s cute,” I said. “If you knew Shari, though, you’d know she’s always wanted a German shepherd,” I added on purpose to irritate John. Shari always told me I had the nasty trait of always saying to much. I couldn’t help it though.
“Well no one said we won’t get one in the future if Shari wants too,” John replied before Shari could say anything in his defense. “Were both animal lovers so why not?” What’s weird was I sensed nothing mean in his voice. He wasn’t angry. He was just genuinly friendly which angered me even more because I could say nothing bad about him. Or may be I could.
“Such a shame you can’t give Shari her desired dance now,” I made another comment trying to get on his nerves. This time Shari was the first one to reply.
“Stop it Ron. Really there was no need to dance with me,” she said all that unconciously touching the bracelet rapped around her left wrist. It was almost like watching her playing with that engagement ring yet again. “John can’t dance and the wedding happened so quickly he didn’t have time to learn it properly. I can understand that and you should have enough compation in you to do the same… End of topic.” She quickly heded for the couch and we all followed her. Shari continued when we were all seated.
“Look Ron, I invited you here be cause I wanted to make sure you and John are on good terms. You both mean so much to me with you being my best friend and him being my beloved man, my husband now. Brittany for the most of my life I’d had no idea you even existed but its like finding my longlost sister when we finally met. I hope we can keep in touch now that we know were related. But… It breaks my heart knowing John’s family doesn’t approve of our relationship. With that in mind, I hope you can continue being my friends. I…” Shari cut off not sure what more to say. John was their to help her.
“Yes, and Shari… We wanted to explain it to you. My Mom and Dad do not like Shari because she is not… how to put it? White enough? I know that sounds ridiculus. Our wedding happened so quickly because we did something close to eloping. They have no idea we are married. Shari is sad that her parents in-law don’t approve of her and she wanted to invite you guys over to explain her suden decision of marrying me two you.” Shari indeed looked really sad and she was again toying with the bracelet. Almost as if she’d thought of what it would be like now had she married me, not John. But it was to late.
“Well put Johnnie,” she said. “I hope that their at least won’t be quarells between John and you. We’ve already talked to Mom and she likes him.” Then she looked at me as it was obvious who it was adressed to. “Look Ron, Britt knows him more but… John’s a good man. I know that too you he came out of the blue, but we were dating for some time. We met because he also does a hard work of animal rescuing. Bella was found alone next to a road, her siblings probably died. I can’t understand why the person didn’t try to sell the puppies or something but… My point is, you’d like John if you tried Ron. I know it’s hard because we used to date and you feel like he took your place. But! it doesn’t have to be like this.” Then Brittany who I managed to forget was even their spoke.
“I feel abit out off place here because I didn’t grow up with you and I feel like this speech’s directed at something I don’t know much about. But I can say that there’s always a cause for relationships not working out. I’m sorry that there’s such an unpleasantt situassion with John’s parents. I hope that they’ll finally open there eyes. But now I don’t know how about Ron but I feel like I’m interuppting some thing private. May be I should leave.”
“Oh, no, no Britt, John’s setting off to his home town to talk to his parents about are marriage this evening anyways. Please stay.”
“I believe that you should spend some time alone than. I shall not try to interfair. I can offer my support and friend ship always but if that’s all you had to say I think it’d be better if I left.”
“I think the same,” I heard myself say. I began to feel very uncomforteble hearing everyone trying to teach me how to let go esspecially Shari who it was all about.
“There right Shari,” John said pulling his wife closer. “I told you that they’d suporrt you. It’s going to be okay.” Shari nodded and quickly said goodbye to both me and Brittany.
I caught Brittany infront of Shari’s new house. There was some thing I wanted to do.
“Hey wait!” She turned around and looked at me questioningely. “Would you may be want to go to a bar with me?”
“Huh. Well by saying that their is a cause for relation ships not working out I didn’t mean you should go out with you’re ex’s sister than.”
“I know, but that’s not what I meant. I thought it’d be good to get to know each other since your Shari’s sister and I – her… long-time best friend. You seem important to her already.”
“All right. I admit I’ve been curious about you, too.”
“So he chose you.”
Me and Brittany were sitting in a bar and I decided to ask about her family story and how it came to this that she and Shari hadn’t met for such along time.
“Kind of. It’s not nice having a dad who you know has a lot of afairs and a mom who lives in denial. They split up eventualy.”
“And what do you do now?”
“I study nutrition and want to be a dietician one day. For now I work in a bank. But enough of me. Tell me some thing bout you.”
“So my name’s Ron and I’m that weirdo who is known of not being able to spel properely and who has that weird condition conectted with seeing colors connected to people and to musical notes. Serioussly I’m strange.”
“No, you aren’t. I think that condition of your’s is very interesting. And what such a weirdo can do for a living?”
“I work as a spa specialist. I’ve done some courses because they needed more staff and I was sick of being a receptionist. Guess that spa isn’t that proffesional.”
“Seriously? You massage naked women? Isn’t that a dream job for a man?”
“I don’t really know what I want to do with my life. At one point I even wanted to be a pro basket ball player but decided that wouldn’t work out.”
“Why not? You could atleast train young boys, as you say you used to train basketball at school… And be hang on the wall here,” she added looking at the posters on the wall.
“Now you talk like my sister. She wanted me to become a coach.”
“We’d be a good team, than. A coach and a dietician. But you have to be really determined to do this kind of thing.”
“Are you?” She looked me in the eyes.
“If I want something nothing can stop me from getting it.”
In the future I’ll come back to these words at one point when everything will be lost. I’ll once again see her in the dim lighting of this bar, her green eyes, Shari’s green eyes, fixated on my face, the faint yellow line surounding her, and I will think that may be not all fault has lied in me, that everyone in this world just played their role. And yet I will know that I should of never started this circle that hurt the people I loved the most.
Note: Hey, it’s been two weeks without a chapter! Happy to be back and hope you enjoyed it ♥ I’ve really, really missed my story and you. This title probably sucks, but I was feeling unimaginative… And this chapter has been saved in Word, waiting for better times, for soo long… But they arrived. As you see by how different my pictures look, I reinstalled ReShade and even went as far as to use it for a chapter. I’m not sure what I think of the effects, but they’re so warm and fall-like, I thought they might look neat. What really irritated me the most was how light John looked when I moved the scene inside. I tried to fix it but it’s still bleh… This chapter went over a retake, because I derped with the poses and kind of with the pictures (getting used to this whole taking pics of the whole game screen thingy) and so I redid the poses and the pictures. I really wanted the bracelet poses to look good. I am pleased with the pictures for them now. Aand I’d like to thank Louise, because she uploaded her poses in just the right time for me to use them in my retake. I had been looking a long time for the pose for before Shari turns away to face John. And her emotive talks came in really handy! You can see other poses here, some from her sexiest pose pack you know of. That’s dirty, I know. Very dirty table chats. In other news, the chapter is delayed by two hours compared to the usual time, 3 pm, I usually publish my chapters at. But you see, it was a mess with the pics. In other news, I think I will try the fortnightly schedule that’s been recommended to me so many times already. Good news is the next chapter is already written and rather action-heavy. Hope you enjoyed it and tell me if I overdid the pictures, went overboard with effects or something. Enjoy your days!