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Hell hath no fury like a woman undead.*Title pretty much sucks*
The day of the party was upon me. I can't believe I said I would arrange it , I know he is going to bring her. But I suppose if I cant be his girlfriend I should just try be his friend. I really could not imagine life without him in it.
I slipped on my favorite skirt, it swayed around my ankles as I moved, the light material flowed like water. Unlike my corset, I was used to wearing it but my breath cort, as I pulled the strings. Must be nerves.
I left my hair down , long black curls bounced around me like a shield protecting me from the out side.
Suddenly the door bell rang. I froze in place , then glanced at the clock, 7 o'clock right on time. At the door I was greeted by the smiling face's of my friends, and to keep in suit I pasted a fake smile across my face as well. They each carried a present and one or two had a bottles of wine.
"In here" I pointed towards the living room. In the middle of the melancholy looking room the presents sat looking cheerful. The different colours of bright rapping paper contrasted shockingly against my dark little room, maybe I should redecorate.
Ding Dong. The door bell again. That has to be them. Here we go.I thought as I fielded with the dead bolt.
'Happy Birthday." Every body shouted as we came in to the room.
"Oh what a surprise." Dylan said sarcastically. Every body laughed and it felt like old times again. Well apart from the fact that she was here , some where lurking in the background like a rain cloud in the distance of an other wise perfect sky.
The party went on long into the night, unfortunately the same could not be said for the wine , and because of that I found my self in the kitchen, with Dylan.
"Hey." He said looking as perfect as he always did in a black shirt and trousers that clung perfectly to his tall slender form.
"Um hi. Enjoying the party?" I tyred to act casual thought me heart was racing (metaphor , my heart dose not beat let alone race , but you get what I mean).
"Yeah its really grate.And thanks for letting me bring Heather." The mere mention of her name made me tense up.
"Yeah were is the she-dog anyway?" Is what I wanted to say but instead I opted for,
"That's fine. Where is she any way?"
"Oh shes out side , she said she needed some fresh air."
What a bitch, my air not fresh enough for her? Okay I had finally lost the plot , I like to blame my out right madness on the alcohol but I can't get drunk.
"Oh okay." I looked away and tyred to gather my thoughts when I was interrupted.
"I've missed you, you know." I looked up from the wine bottle I was opening, Dylan was next to me in a flash faster then light , which was his ushally fashion.
"Huh?" I was ushally so articulate but being near him made me lose all power of speech.
"I said.," He moved closer so he was standing in front of me." That I have missed you. I can't remember why we broke up but what ever the reason I regret it." He spoke tenderly but so seriously, his eyes shone intensely, so intensely that I had to looked away.
Maybe I could get drunk after all and all of this was a dream.
"I-I remember the reason." I said in a broken quite voice. I was not about to bring it up for two reasons; one I knew he remembered and, two; it was just too painful.
So painful I had to leave the room. I know It was mad , everything I wanted and dreamed about was finally coming true but I also had nightmares about this moment, nightmares that entails me getting my heart broken again.
I put the fresh bottle down and picked up the empty ones as I left for the garden. He did not follow , he knew me well enough to know that I just wanted to be on my own.
What was he thinking?! He has a girlfriend, a skanky flea ridden one, but she was still his girlfriend. Unless, unless he was having second thoughts, and he wanted to be with me. No, I am not going to let myself think about that. I was being selfish, we broke up for a reason. A bad reason.
"You think your so grate." A voice came out of on were.
"I don't know what you mean Heather." She was suddenly next to me, she had jumped out of my tree and landed on two feet with grate ease.
"Oh don't give me that." She slurred her words and wobbled a little , you should never give and animal alcohol." Ooh look at me , I am going to trow a party for my ex boyfriend at a sad attempt to win him back." She put on a voice that I presume was supposed to be me. "Well tough luck , he's with me now and wants nothing to do with you."
"Heather your very drunk and I think its best you leave." She looked at me out raged.
"Oh so you can try and get him when my backs turned I don't think so , I saw you in the kitchen you were all over him."
"I don't know what kitchen you were looking at but it was not mine. Now be a good doggy and run along home." Now I'd done it. Her face had turned a very unattractive shade of red and her eyes turned dark. The next thing I knew she lunged for me in a mass of blond hair and sharp teeth. To bad for her, Vampire beets house mut any day.I manged to doge her the first time but she nicked my dress and a little black rose fell limply to the ground.
Heather snarled and barked as she went for me again. I pushed her off and she went filing across my garden and crashed in to the fence. I did not want to fight her but I was not going to sit by ideally and let her eat me, or what ever she was planing on doing.
She was about to go for me again but just at that moment Dylan stepped in to the garden.
"What the hell is going on here?"
Heather gathered herself to together and ran over to him buring her head in his chest.
"Oh Dylan it was horrible that thing attacked me." I was shocked that even Heather would stoop that low, I mean the 'thing' is the same species as her boyfriend.
I must admit it looked pretty bad, I was standing and she was laying on the floor surrounded by peace of fence when he walked in, but was he really about believe he over me? Apparently.
He gently pushed Heather away from him so he could look at her. She was all pouty mouthed and fluttery eye lids. His face was kind at first but all of a sudden it hared and he grabbed her hard by the top of her arms and stared right into her face.
"I saw what happened," His voice was carm but bitter."Give me one reason why I should not kill you Heather." She looked scared but mostly confused. Looks like the helpless act doesn't get you far.
"Put her down." I sighed. He did as I said and she ran away up the tree and off into other peoples gardens.I strongly doubt he was going to kill her even if I had not stopped him. I could still see anger on his face but as he walked over to me I could see it did not reach his eyes , they were full of sorrow. He bent down at me feet and picked up the little rose and twiddle with it between his fingers before pinning it back on to my dress.
"I am sorry." He whispered as he pulled me in to his arms.
We must have stood like that for a while because I heard a familiar voice come from the direction of the door.
"Hay we didn't know where you..." Her voice diffed off."Oh I knew you two would get back together." Her wind chime like voice rang around the garden , and when I looked up I saw Eva happily bounding back into the house.
Dylan looked down at me and smiled.
"Do you want to go back in?"
I just nodded , I knew if I said anything it would be wrong and completely rewen the moment , but just like in the kitchen his presents made it very hard for me to think straight.
I let him drape his arm around me and guide me back into the house like I had forgotten the way.I intertwined my fingers with his and looked up at him,- even in my heals he was still taller than me- every readable trace of anger that was locked on his perfect face had melted away and in its place was an emotion I could not recognize -from lack of it probably- but I had a pretty good idea what it could be.
Every one was fiddling around with coats and bags when we entered the room.
"See I told you." I heard Eva sang with pride from across the small room, in a very matter of factly kind of way.
They all looked up from there belongings then and stared at us.
"About time to. I did not like that Heather girl she was a bit... Insane."
We all laughed but they don't know how true that was.
Later on that night , every one had left apart from Dylan , who was helping me Finnish the last bottle of wine.
"Thank you for all of this." He said as he place his arm around me and hugged me close to him.
"No problem."I said into his shirt."Did you like your presents?" bit of a stupid question to ask but I real could not think of anything to say , i did not want to bring up what happened in the garden just yet.
"I got the best present I could have asked for."
I looked towards the table with his gifts on them to try and figure out which one he was talking about. But when he did not answer I trued my attention to him. He was looking at me. Back together. Eva's words rang around my head. Was she right, could it even be possible?
Oh I suppose so. I thought as he place his two big hands on ether side of my face and kissed me hard. Then every doubt I had about our relationship had vanished, and I melted into his arms. Where I belong.
I got the best present as well and I only had to fight a vindictive sadistic werewolf to get it.
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Well there we are, its not the best thing I have ever done, but I just wanted to get it out there. So be kind.
OH yeah before I forget, you all know how much I love ya and your reviews but please no spelling remarks, for those of you that know me or have read my stuff before you will know why, if not just know that they are wasted on me. I am very aware of my spelling ability, of lack thereof.
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