Music Lights & Never Afters by C.L. Matthews

Author:C.L. Matthews [Matthews, C.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: C.L. Matthews
Published: 2022-02-07T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Two

I'm Made of Wax, Larry, What Are You Made Of? – A Day to Remember

Andy

Five days. I avoided Satan, and her spawn—Lily—for three of those days. Tonight, was the rehearsal and Brandon texted me at least ten times since yesterday. I called in sick.

He probably thought I was pregnant.

But truly, avoiding his touch, needing to be next to Madden, and being saddened not knowing how to be the bigger person and call this whole thing off made me uneasy.

It was simple.

It was Madden, right?

He left me before, though. The broken child who had two parents and two pseudo-parents die within twenty years of my life, it hurt something fierce.

I felt helpless.

Broken.

And I couldn’t imagine losing Madden.

It felt like pain quadrupled just imagining it.

It wouldn’t hurt much less if he decided he only wanted to fuck me and not actually stay. If anything, knowing he’d be with others, traveling the world, without me... that hurt so much worse.

I’ll be at hanger 289. Private jet. I leave in less than twenty-four hours, little demon.

He hadn’t texted me in three days, he didn’t reassure me or let me know he wanted me still, but this? It was his huge hurrah; it was him trying to get me to say something.

But how the fuck did I escape the life I’d built?

Being with Brandon, at his firm, and anywhere near him? That fucking scared me more than him seeing my tattooed tit.

Hell, if I had to do this rehearsal tonight and kiss him... Madden would walk away.

I couldn’t do this.

I didn’t text him back.

Getting off my bed, where I’d spent so much time in the last few days, I went to my kitchen, grabbing the bottle of Merlot that Les got me for my last promotion. It wasn’t until I got it that I’d realized my fucking my boss gave me perks I never asked for. I got second chair at all his hearings if I wanted and first chair on cases others above me should’ve gotten. He used my body and then offered me a slice of work ethics red flags.

I popped the top of the wine bottle, not letting it air out before taking a big-ass gulp. This entire shitfest would create an alcoholic out of me.

My phone vibrated again. Brandon.

I’m starting to think you’re blowing off our wedding.

If you don’t want to do this, let me know. Don’t embarrass me.

Andy, talk to me. You’re being a child.

Fuck, Andy. What the hell?

Those were the last few messages, but the very last one had just popped up. I avoided opening them, knowing my read receipts were on and he’d know.

What did I tell him? I wanted my nephew... he wasn’t the one... he didn’t pleasure me to the point I became a fucking noodle?

How did one tell the person they were to marry that this entire thing was a lie and I’d only stayed so long to keep myself from being alone.

I didn’t want to die alone.

So, I settled.

It was worse than that, though.

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