Chapter 25

Avery "Are you nervous?" I asked the beautiful bride. The ceremony is about to start. We are standing further in the back with me, Sierra and her father. I was obligated to always assist her. We’re waiting for the cue when she’ll be able to finally walk down the aisle. "No." She replied in a snobbish manner. "Tell that to your trembling hands." I giggled. She frowned at me. It suddenly changed into a sad look which made me worry. "Do you think I was right to agree with this?" My eyes widened. Sierra, who seemed to be so confident in the past weeks, caught me by surprise. "Why? Are you backing out now?" I asked almost in a panic and concern. "I don’t know, Avery. You’re right. I am nervous. I don’t wanna do this. I really have been thinking about this. What if I was wrong?" Her eyes sparkled with tears but it wasn’t falling yet. This is the first time I’ve seen her like this. Thank goodness her father was out talking to one of the staff. If he’d seen this, he’ll get angry. Her father was strict and he hates being disobeyed. And he wanted so much that his only daughter be married off to Ashton. I learned this when I sleepover almost every night at their house. He was a great man but he gets crazy when it comes to his daughter. "You’re probably just having cold feet, Sierra." I said as I rubbed her back. "Look. I know this is my fault why you’re here. I was the one who convinced you to try along with that crazy story of mine." "What?! No! It’s not your fault, Ave!" I shook my head. "But no matter what, you should know that everything in your hands, you get to decide what to do with it. Don’t marry him, run away, live for yourself... Or marry him and you decide what kind of future you have with him. It’s all your decision, Sierra cause what matters most is your happiness. It’s not others but yours. I’m sure your parents will understand because you’re their only daughter and you matter to them." She suddenly hugged me really tight. A minute later, she decided to talk." Thank you, Avery. You’re the best maid of honor I have ever had. " She whispered into my ear. "Well, I am the only maid of honor you ever have. "She let me go and we smiled at each other softly. The sound of someone yelling my name interrupted our moment. The ceremony has finally started. "I gotta go." Sierra nodded. "Thank you." "You’re most welcome, Greene." I gripped her hands for a while and left her. Whatever her answers are which I’m sure she’ll figure out, I’ll support her even if others are going to judge her. I know how it feels to be confused when all you want is to be happy and be accepted. I went to where the others were. I stood at the furthest back. I’m going to be the last that comes out right before the flower girls. Oh, right. I am with someone. I can feel his heat beside me. His height towered my frame. It felt like it was a cloudy weather with how he’s height clouding my presence. I looked up to at least comment about how he was devouring my entire presence. But it all soon thrown in the back when our eyes met. God his grey eyes. Why the hell does this guy have alluring eyes? It took a few minutes for us to realize that we’re staring at each other. We swiftly looked away. I was of course embarrassed with what happened. And then I was able to remember the kiss we almost shared. ****, I even felt his soft pink lips. Suddenly my body was feeling hot. It felt like something was swimming in the pit of my stomach. Swimming? Flying? I really don’t know. It was weird. I have never felt this way before. I glance at my arms. It was reddish. I came to the conclusion that I was blushing. I was fucking blushing. Me. Avery Kieran White is. This is insanity. Unconsciously, I lift my head to steal a glance at him. He was looking at me. I immediately turned away. The heat from my body was worsening. I don’t know why. My heartbeat increased. I swear Stefano could hear it all the way up there. I could feel that he was still looking at me. What the hell was wrong with me? I never felt nor acted this way before. I feel like I was a naive high school kid. Hell, I was more mature back then. It was then our turn to walk down the aisle. I didn’t want to feel that way again. The stupid jump in my heart, the awkward swirling in my stomach and the creepy blush in my skin which I just now know. If I blush, my whole skin reddens. My face would probably be worst. I had to hook my arm around his. It would be weird if not. The best man and maid of honor have some awkward distance. Wouldn’t it be so weird? God, why am I acting this way? When I saw him delivering that gift to Ashton, I was suddenly nervous. I couldn’t even gave him a full smile. He was so hot in his black suit and tie. He looked so ravishing that I remembered the moment we almost kissed. If I had known I’ll miss the chance I would have ravished his mouth then. When the night ended in a fight, I wondered if he was avoiding me when he was gone for a month. I mean our moment there had to have something... right? Honestly, I don’t like this feeling at all. It’s washing up my confidence away and building up insecurities. Maybe I should stop this whatever is up with me. This isn’t me at all. I could break a guy’s bone apart yet here I am melting at his presence. This is stupid. When we walked down the aisle, I could see women glorifying his presence. They were eyeing him as if he’s some delicious meat and they were carnivores that haven’t eaten in a long time. There’s no denying that those women were sexy, beautiful and high class. Hey, I’m beautiful too. I got boys bowing on my feet in high school. Avery, it’s high school. They were a bunch of horny teenagers for Pete’s sake. But my internal battle was short lived when I noticed men eyeing me with desire and lust. This boosts my confidence that lost for a moment. I held my head high and continued walking. I noticed Stefano looking at me for a while now. "What?" I asked. I pushed aside all the strange feelings I have for him. It was getting annoying and frustrating. I couldn’t concentrate at all. He shook his head. "I see you got a lot in your mind, Miss White." He sounded like he was joking but he was holding back to keep his image. "Well, it’s nice of you to actually notice it." I answered snappishly. I turned away fearing the feelings would come back. "And here I am being nice to you for once." He muttered. I didn’t notice that I was being rude to him when I talked back. I was overthinking things that I ended up losing my mood. It doesn’t matter anyway. This guy is poison and I don’t want to die from it. Shrugging the stupid thought from my mind, I ignored him. I focused myself on what’s in front- walking towards the altar and wait for Sierra whether she’ll come down the aisle or not. When we neared the altar, Stefano and I split. He went towards the groomsmen and I with the bridesmaids. I glanced at Ashton who seemed to be just as normal and confident like his usual self. He was unaffected by the fact that he’s going to be a husband soon... or not. I scanned the surroundings. There were a lot of guests invited here. Well the two are rich *** people. It was only expected that their guests were elites. As I continued scanning the crowd, I saw Ryker’s eyes burning at me intensely. Of course, he’s one of the guests. He was at the engagement party too. We stared for a couple of seconds until I looked away. I didn’t know what he was thinking but I’d rather ignore him. "You looked good together." Camryn whispered beside me with a teasing smirk. I lifted my brow. "Are you serious right now?" Camryn was about to respond but was cut off when everyone stood to wait for the bride. My head instantly snapped towards the entrance waiting for the answer she finally found. Will she walk down here or not?