
Chapter 13
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Bellamy
Mom and dad's bodies lay there on the floor, then all of a sudden, their eyes fling open.
"Bellamy, you didn't do anything." My mom says creepily.
"Bellamy, you didn't save us."
"Bellamy, you're useless."
"No one loves you."
Their bodies move closer.
No, stop!
Why can't I move?
They claw my body... I'm being shaved too?!
No, NO, stop!
I jerk awake. I want Nikolai.
You big baby.
As I'm looking for Nikolai, I find a little something on the dresser.
Dunkin' iced coffee?! Roses? A note?
I'm sorry.
Nikolai
Fuck, stop making me guilty. The wedding is in a few weeks. Nikolai confessed his love for me, my parents are dead, and their dead bodies haunt me. I'm mad at Nikolai, so I didn't tell him I loved him back—wait... that's not in order.
I take a sip; goddamn it, he's stalking me.
Ekk, Dunkin iced coffee with extra sugar and lots a creammmmm!!!! I love him.
I have to get out of bed.
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"Brandi, Bentley, Winola, and Xami?"
"Oh, hey, girl." Brandi grabs me and squeezes me. "Nikolai didn't let us leave. We've been living in the living room for days."
Even Xami?!
"He also showed us what you saw," Winola says as she hugs me. I secretly rub her bump.
Teehee
Bentley's still asleep.
"I told you he isn't a good man!" Xami exclaims. "He went out somewhere. Quick let's pack your bags and leave."
"Xami!" Brandi and Winola both groan simultaneously.
I sigh patiently. "Xami, I love him. I was only angry because he didn't tell me that dad was in the mafia."
Xami facepalms. "Stockholm syndrome!"
"Xami, that's when he kidnaps you." Winola snaps.
"Dumbass," Brandi mutters.
"Whatcha say?" Xami asks.
"Nothing." Brandi sighs.
I want nothing but to see him right now, but he's already gone.
Dumbass.
At least he got me some delicious ice coffee.
"Olive, did Nikolai tell you where he was going?"
Olive shakes her head. "No, dear, I'm sorry."
Brandi waves her off. "Oh well, since there are only like.....ten weeks left, we need to get you a wedding dress."
I whine. "I want to go with Nikolai."
Winola snickers. "Obsessed much?"
"Oh, Bellamy, you're alive?" Bentley says groggily.
We all laugh...except for Xami.
"Bentley, you're so lazy! When are you going to marry me? You need to put a ring on my finger before you fuck me!"
Winola and I furrow our brows and look at each other.
Wasn't she just talking about how he didn't want to touch her even with her insistence?
"Um....ok," Bentley says.
Dumbass.
"What do you mean, ok?! You're literally so annoying. Why can't you just commit."
Girl, he's committed to someone else's pussy.
"I'm not fucking ready."
But there's a promise ring on Winola.
Stfu, stop instigating.
They can't hear me. I'm in your head.
"Did you just—did you just cuss at me?! The fuck do you think you are?"
Bentley buries his head in his hands.
Oop, a sign of uncomfortability. Time to step in.
"Xami, stop." I look at Brandi and Winola. We said it at the same time.
Teehee, great minds think alike.
"I want him to commit. THAT'S all!"
"How can you marry him when you don't fucking know when he's uncomfortable?!" Winola involuntarily shouts.
Bentley sighs. "Have fun with the wedding dress shopping. I'm not going. Winola, calm down, you know, you're pregnant."
Smooth.
"No, Bentley, not you too," I whine.
"Sorry, suddenly work has become more important...than spending time with Xami."
He whispers the last part before packing his stuff and hurrying out.
"Great, Xami, you fuck things up—again!" Brandi snarls.
"Whatever, I'm going after him—"
"No, YOU'RE not. You're being a little too toxic with this." Winola stops her.
Xami pushes her onto a couch, earning gasps.
"That's it bitch." Brandi jumps her.
Hair, nails, and jewelry fly everywhere. Occasionally, Winola would give Xami a few kicks, and then I realized Xami was losing so much that it became dangerous.
BANG.
We all pause.
"What the hell are you grown women doing?!" Olive shouts, enraged. She banged her broom against the table; it sounded like a gun, goddamn it. "You'd better be lucky I caught you like this and not Nikolai."
Brandi gets off the beaten down Xami.
"Sorry." The three apologize. I didn't do shit.
Literally.
Stfu
"Now clean this mess up."
Brandi and Xami start cleaning. "Brandi, you can use my shower, and Xami, you can use the guest bathroom shower, and then we'll go shopping."
"Why do I have to use the guest—"
"Don't start." Olive shuts her up. "Dear, Nikolai left his credit card here as part of an apology. He said buy whatever you want."
I take the card and scoff. "I'm not a gold digger."
Winola looks over my shoulder and takes the card. "Bitch, he has a black card. I'll be your gold digger."
I laugh loudly as Brandi exclaims at the mention of a black card.
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So many dresses, white, lace, fur, red—
Red? Bitch, please.
I think I can only wear white if I'm a virgin.
That's not true! Plus, you were a virgin before Nikolai, and you're getting married to him, so technically, you were a virgin for your husband.
Touché
"I want all of them," I whine.
"We already got one for you," Brandi says, bringing one of the most beautiful dresses ever.
"Would you like to try it on?" One of the dressers asks, and I immediately nod.
After about forty-five minutes, I chose the one. A sparkly lace diamond long sleeves luxury ball wedding dress. It's ivory because if mother was here, she would want to go by tradition, 'no white for a non-virgin.' In honor of my mother, I chose the ivory color. Price....$1,969
And of course, it's going to be floor length, and since we'll have a reception, we'll need a second dress. In comes dress number two: A boat-necked luxury glitter satin bridal ball gown, modern victorian styled and giving off English royal vibes, and you can't forget the sharp shoulders. It's purple with gold beading and embroidery because our theme is royal purple and gold.
I wanted it to be royal gray because it was different, but Nikolai completely forgot and made up a common theme and ordered it. Then the fool blamed me for being difficult, and that's why he forgot.
Whatever champ.
That dress it's about....$916.99
We spent two thousand eight hundred and eighty-five dollars ordering the dresses and another fifty on lingerie. I wish my mother was here, but I am also glad she isn't here to see the pieces of silk covering tiny pieces of my body on my wedding night.
She still watching.
s.t.f.u
After that, we went to have cheesesteaks and baby shopping, and then we realized we had left Xami at the wedding dress shop. She just started obsessing over the dresses and disappeared to try them on.
"So, when are you going to tell Xami?" Brandi asks.
Winola shrugs. "I need Bentley to be ready. I can't tell her on my own and vice versa."
"Look, Xami's ok, but you have not one, not two, not even three, four live babies inside of you, and Xami needs to leave the house," I say; my patience is running thin. We get that Bentley has a condition that makes him nonconfrontational, but this is getting out of hand.
"Are you really gonna let that bitch force your manz into marrying her?!" Brandi exclaims.
Winola shakes her head. "You gotta understand, sugar– Brandi, that incident with Sam and Liam changed my body. My mom forced my baby out of my hands when I was just fourteen, then, later on, I was told I had a slim chance of getting pregnant again. God decided to bless Bentley and me with my slim chance– and gave me four babies. I can't let these babies slip out of my hands too."
I take a bite out of my cheesesteak. "Does Bentley know of his three other children in there?"
Winola shakes her head. "I'll tell him, and then we'll tell her after the birth of our children." Winola sighs. "Maybe I'll meet my son again one day, and I'll beg for his forgiveness."
Brandi sips on her sprite. "Why don't you meet him now?"
Winola shakes her head. "I saw him; he was happy, no recollection of his real mother, and his adopted parents didn't want him to know, told me it'll make me look bad, so I backed off."
"Assholes!" I proclaim.
"He's in a better home." Winola smiles.....this girl, you know you want to cry. "Anyway, as I just learned of the three other children, it's possible I won't just be having a girl."
We all look at each other before I shimmy the black card in my hand.
"Cheers to overshopping....wait, where the fuck is Xami?" I look around.
Brandi starts to cackle. "We left the bitch in the wedding dress shop."
Winola snorts, trying to stifle a laugh.
I sigh. "Well, she hasn't spam called yet...."
"And let me just...." Brandi shuts her phone off. "There we go, now she can't spam call or text."
We all do the same. Hours without Xami equals literal world peace.
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It's night; Nikolai hasn't made it home yet. I'm determined to wait for him. We need to talk today, so tomorrow, when I wake up, he's by my side and not the iced coffee.
Which I totally appreciated.
I pace around the room....where the hell is he?
I walk into the bathroom and just awkwardly stand there before walking out. "Olive, do you know when–"
"Bellamy?" Nikolai glances at the bed and then at me. "You're not in bed?"
I sigh. "Thank you for the flowers, the note, and the coffee–which, by the way, how'd you know my favorite flavor."
Nikolai shrugs. "You told me. You just thought I wasn't listening."
I smile and sit on the bed. "We need to talk....seriously."
Nikolai nods and sits next to me, but I immediately get up. "I said seriously!" I whine.
"I'm not doing anything."
"You will."
Nikolai rolls his eyes. "Ok, then you can stand there."
I sigh. "Being mad is too much work, and you bought me, Dunkin." Nikolai scoffs, and I continue. "But I need to know what you know. I won't get mad if you hide anything, but I'll never have sex with you again, so you better start spilling."
Nikolai sighs. "Ok, fine."
I sigh in relief. "Really?!"
"Believe it or not, I'm monogamous," Nikolai says with sarcasm.
I roll my eyes. "Tell me I want to know everything."
Page Length: 70- 78
Word count: 1,642
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