The Wounded Love novel Chapter 3

"Come on Skyla it's me. Remember, we are best cousins. You can talk to me. Is it your mom? It's not that big of a deal. I mean a girl should be allowed to indulge in something every once in awhile, even if that involves swallowing poison."

Like she's never gotten drunk before. I was there the first time. I was the one who held her hair back as she emptied out in the toilet of a club. I was there the second time too.

"No Ange!" I yelled whipping my head around. My ponytail whacked me in the face but I ignored it. "Stop being a-a fake bitch! Are you really that stupid or do you just not like me? We are best cousins, right? Best freaking cousins!" I yelled looking up at the ceiling. I chuckled. "What kind of a best cousin would make me be a bridesmaid at this wedding? Don't come to me with that bullshit. Don't act like you care. If you cared you wouldn't have been a whore. You wouldn't have let him stick his thing inside of you.

"I know you were a 'bad girl' and did it before the wedding. And I know that you don't want anyone to find out. Did I tell anyone? No I didn't because unlike you I actually take people's feelings into consideration."

Her mouth hung open at my sudden outburst. "W-well you're the one who broke up with him in the first place. I didn't do anything-?

"Oh. My. God. Just please stop talking." I lowered my voice. "For the thousandth time I know I'm the one who ended it. I know that technically you did nothing wrong, but technically you did. We are family Angela, and it hurts to know how selfish you are, that you would fly into his arms only two weeks after we ended. It makes me think that there was something going on before." And not to mention the fact that I'm forced to be a part of this wedding. I explained.

"You know what, go tell your fiance what I said to you. Go tell your mom, go tell my mom. Tell the whole freaking restaurant. I don't really care anymore."

I left the bathroom and returned to the table like nothing had happened. You learned how to be fake very young in the Williams family.

Angela returned shortly after I did. Her eyes were watery. You could tell she had been crying. "Awe what happened, baby?" Nick, her fiance asked.

She sniffed, loudly. "Oh it's nothing. I'll be fine. Let's eat."

"Are sure, sweetie?" Her father.

"Did Skyla say something to you?" My mother.

"Oh don't be silly, Anne. Skyla wouldn't say anything to upset her." My aunt said.

"Did you, Sky?" Nick asked.

"No. Skyla didn't do anything. Can we please just eat?" This came from Angela.

Everyone shut up then. If anything it was too quiet, making the whole event incredibly awkward. Deep down they all knew I was the reason.

I could never live up to the expectations that came with being a part of this family. I was different and we all knew it.

"Skyla?" Nick called from the other side of my hotel room door.

"Yes?" I asked in a sing song voice.

"Can I come in?"

"I guess so, Nicky." I had already started drinking, pregaming for Angela's bridal shower. Yay!

"I guess so. Hit me with a shot of tequila." So he did and I swallowed it. "Another." I said to him. He smiled at me and poured it in the tiny shot glass. I washed that down too.

"More?" He asked.

"Not right now, but expect me back here real soon." I heard him laugh as I walked toward the group of girls who I was supposedly going to be celebrating with.

A few of Angela's friends came, her two older sisters, and a couple of our other cousins.

I made small talk with a few of them, but if in all honesty they were these girls were some of the most boring people I had ever met. Their stories weren't funny, their small talk was awkward, and they didn't seem to notice how to act in a bar.

I used to go out with Angela a lot and we'd actually have fun, but something must've changed in her because she fit right in with the rest of the bland girls.

"So, are you people going to stand against the wall all night or are we gonna celebrate your last day of being a free woman?"

"Woohoo!" The girls called. "We are celebrating!" They started to dance around each other and pumping their fists in the air... pathetic.

I rolled my eyes and turned around. It was kind of embarrassing being associated with that bunch, besides, it's not like they would've noticed if I slipped away for. "I'm back!" I smiled at the bartender.

He didn't look surprised to see me. "So soon?" You could hear the sarcasm in his voice as he poured me a drink.