I shrugged as I closed the door and turned to go back into his room, maybe it was Four ringing to tell me to go back to the house or something. I walked over to the desk where it lay and grabbed it expecting to see Fours name wrote across it only for it to be the name I least expected it to be, Dylan.
I felt like I stood there for hours staring at the name on the screen wishing that it was something else but at the same time a little glad as I went over reasons why I should answer and reasons why I shouldn’t answer. Then I realised that the phone was going to ring off in a few seconds and before I could even think I pressed accept.
I held the phone up to my ear as my heavy breaths filled up the silence, I didn’t know why I was so nervous, it was only Dylan.
Hi Dylan, Prestons not here right now I let out before he even talked, I sounded so awkward and formal talking to who I once would have called my best friend.
For the next few seconds I didn’t hear anything and I thought he hung up which made me feel that crap feeling again but soon I heard him clear his throat.
Emily, are you okay ? He asked, his soft voice enough to get rid of that feeling. I didn’t know if he was asking this to be nice or if he knew what was happening today, he probably did Preston probably told him. It would be so much easier today if he was here. I was the one that should be asking if he was okay, I mean it couldn’t be easy being made to leave where you’ve lived your whole life, and it was because of me. I didn’t know how he wasn’t angry with me.
I’m good, are you ? I lied hoping he wouldn’t do the same because I wanted his real answer. Seeing him at grandmas that night was such a shock I didn’t even get to ask him, to really talk to him as I was afraid Four would come back.
I miss you His words were what set me off the edge that I had trying not to go over all morning as I felt a few tears run down my face as I mumbled out a miss you too trying to not let him hear the tears in my voice.
Hey don’t cry,- Dylan began, as I heard the front door opening and panic rose in me at the thought of Four knowing I was talking to Dylan so before I could even get caught I mumbled a quick goodbye to Dylan and pushed down the phone wiping the wet tears that were on my face and walking back into the living room to see a awkward looking Preston and Four standing talking. I almost would have laughed at Prestons stance, he always gets so nervous around Four.
I took a deep breath when I realised they were to caught up in whatever they were talking about to hear me in the room not that I made that much noise as they book looked up their conversation coming to a quick stop.
Four held out his hand to me as I walked over his hand grabbing onto mine as he looked at me his face scrunching up as he reached up to touch my semi wet cheeks.
Have you been crying ? He asked as his eyes looked me up and down checking if their was anything physically wrong with me.
No I was washing my face I quickly made up a lie and gave a small smile to try convince him which didn’t seem to work that much as he stayed silent as if looking for the actual answer, I hadn’t looked at my eyes and I’m sure they were red which probably didn’t help but after a while he gave up and turned to look at Preston.
I’ll bring her over at about six and we will talk about it then He told Preston as he began to walk towards the door bringing me with him. I turned back to look at Preston who was looking annoyingly at the empty bow I left on his table which I didn’t put away and almost made me laugh.
Then Fours voice actually registered, what did he want to talk to Preston about ? The amount of pain I would be in soon ? I wish Preston came back alone so I could ask him all the questions about Theresa and Four didn’t seem like he was in the talking mood so I would just have to wait until later for my questions I had.
EMILY’S P. O. V
Can you help ? Four stepped out off the bathroom his hands fumbling around his neck as he struggled to put his tie on for the past ten minutes. My eyes trailed over him as he wore a white shirt that made his muscles stand out and a pair of black trousers that matched the black tie and jacket that was currently on the back off his chair. Why did he have to look so perfect in a suit. I wished now that he was wearing a t shirt and shorts to his wedding as the suit reminded me and the tears I was trying to hold down that it was almost time.
Before he could notice me swallowing back the tears that were threatening to come out I rolled my eyes and made my way towards him as I lead him over to his seat for him to sit down so I could reach better.
I stood in front of him as i undone the mess he had created and began to do up a tie that I had learned from my days at primary and secondary school. It felt weird doing a tie now, I hadn’t done one in so long.
How do you know how to do a tie ? He asked as I felt his eyes burn into me as I kept my eyes on the tie I was doing.
How do you not know how to do a tie ? Your in your twenties I asked genuinely because I didn’t know how that was possible and because I really didn’t think I wouldn’t be able to say something sarcastic without sounding like I was going to cry. I didn’t know why I was being such a baby about this.
We hadn’t talked about Theresa at all, Four didn’t bring it up and when we got home he wasn’t in the mood to talk as he let me pick out a movie to watch. It was weird because usually he’s away all day and I’m at school and when I’m not I’m at grandmas so I don’t know when the last time we actually sat down
Together like this and we’re getting on.
Please don’t cry love I felt Four’s hand on my cheek softly wiping away the tears I didn’t even realise were falling down my face as I stepped back turning around not even realising that I was crying.
I’m okay I mumbled reaching up to my face to find that it was still wet despite Four wiping it. Why was I the one being such a baby about this ? Four was the one that has the right to be annoyed, he’s the one that has to get married to a stranger.
I’ll be back soon Four mumbled into my neck as we stood on Preston’s front porch about twenty minutes away from him getting married. The only thing distracting me was the fact that I’d be in too much Pain soon to be crying over this, instead I’d be crying over physical pain, and the fact that Preston was about to be hit with a million questions that I wanted to ask Four but didn’t want to annoy him.
I nodded closing my eyes, for the first time I was feeling really grateful for Four, I never thought I would ever think that but here we are. He was doing this for me so I promised that I wouldn’t be such if a brat to him from now on.
I felt his grip loosen around my waist and I knew the time I had been dreading was approaching fast, I shook my head. What’s a little bit of pain for a lifetime without having to be involved with Fours pack. This way I would never have to be involved with anything more to do with traditions, fuck knows what traditions they have to do with children, at least I got out of that one. Wait does that mean Four and Theresa will have to have children ? I shook my head, I wasn’t helping myself.
Good luck I managed to give him a small smile as he took a few steps back. I didn’t mean a word of it honestly, not now anyway but I tried to convince myself it would be worth it.
Four opened his mouth as if he was about to say something but closed it before the look in his eyes turned into a cold stare and he turned around walking towards his truck. I quickly tore my eyes off him and pushed myself to go and open Prestons door because I didn’t want to say anything that would stop him. I was about to step inside of the house when I heard Fours car door slam loud making me jump but not enough to turn around.