do…I never want to hurt you…ever.” He glanced over at a woman who wore a skintight black dress that was heading into the rest room. His eyes following her ass as she shook it, just for him, then turned her head and smirked at him flirtatiously.
“I don’t understand. Why did you say that to me Dave, why?” I begged.
“I need you to be careful, that’s all.”
“Dave, its Michael we’re talking about! The man you just finished protecting for over a month. Do you realize what you’re saying? You can’t just say that to me! You can’t! I love Michael!” I shouted.
“Listen to me Goddammit!” He grabbed me by the shoulders and shook me. “You have to believe me!” he yelled.
“Dave, how could you? How could you do this to me? You’re a liar! A fucking liar!” I sobbed.
“Jen, please, you don’t understand. Let me explain! He’s not good for you! He’s not for you!” he grabbed me by my arms and I shrugged him off.
“I’m leaving now…please…I appreciate everything you’ve done for me. You’ve spent over God knows how much money on this wedding, with 150 guests I didn’t even know! I’m so confused…I thought you loved me like a daughter! I thought you accepted Michael knowing how much I love him!” I shouted. He walked towards me. “No! Leave me alone!” I started choking on my tears and my voice cracked. I turned around and ran to Michael. All of the guests turned their heads and stared at me as I cried hysterically. Michael’s eyes turned to steel.
“Jen! Jen! What happened?” he shouted as he held me in his arms. Margaret and Tilly ran up to us from across the dance floor.
“I want to leave… now!” I shouted as the tears slid down my face with my mascara following.
“What the hell is going on?” Michael glared at Margaret and Tilly.
“I don’t know.” Margaret had a horrified look on her face.
“I don’t know, I was just with her a few minutes ago, then Dave was waiting for her outside the restroom.” Tilly said.
“Dave?” Michael said through gritted teeth.
“Please Michael, now…I want to go…now!” I yelled. Michael grabbed my hand and left Tilly and Margaret with their mouths wide open and escorted me out of the ballroom. Dave was standing by the door.
“What the fuck is going on Dave?” Michael shouted.
“I don’t know.” Dave scoffed at him.
“What do you mean you don’t know? Why is she hysterical? What did you do?” He yelled.
“Just take her out of here Michael…you guys are embarrassing yourselves in front of the guests.” He stared Michael down.
“What did you just say to me?” Michael’s eyes widened and he clenched his fists as he walked towards Dave.
“Michael, take your cry-baby wife and get the fuck out of here! It’s embarrassing seeing the bride cry like a fucking two year old…Teach your wife to be grateful and have some goddamn manners!” he shouted at the top of his lungs.
“You son of a bitch! I’ll kill you!” Michael balled his hand into a tight fist, then clocked Dave’s sarcastic mouth and knocked him to the floor sending Dave sliding across the shiny marble tiles.
“Oh my God! No! Michael! Please!” I ran to see if Dave was okay, and he pushed me with full force against my chest, and I fell backwards onto the floor losing my white stiletto heel from my right foot.
“Go with your fucking husband!” His eyes were black with fury. The blood slid down his lip onto his chin. He wiped the blood with the back of his hand and grinned.
“Dave, what are you doing?” I cried as I lifted myself up from the floor reaching for my shoe and placing it back on my foot.
“I’m out of here, and Jen, if you don’t listen to me now…you’re going to regret it later. Don’t say you haven’t been warned.”
Dave lifted himself up and glanced over at Michael. His eyes piercing through Michael’s soul as he walked backwards never letting Michael out of his sight. Michael’s blue-green eyes
“I don’t understand. Why did you say that to me Dave, why?” I begged.
“I need you to be careful, that’s all.”
“Dave, its Michael we’re talking about! The man you just finished protecting for over a month. Do you realize what you’re saying? You can’t just say that to me! You can’t! I love Michael!” I shouted.
“Listen to me Goddammit!” He grabbed me by the shoulders and shook me. “You have to believe me!” he yelled.
“Dave, how could you? How could you do this to me? You’re a liar! A fucking liar!” I sobbed.
“Jen, please, you don’t understand. Let me explain! He’s not good for you! He’s not for you!” he grabbed me by my arms and I shrugged him off.
“I’m leaving now…please…I appreciate everything you’ve done for me. You’ve spent over God knows how much money on this wedding, with 150 guests I didn’t even know! I’m so confused…I thought you loved me like a daughter! I thought you accepted Michael knowing how much I love him!” I shouted. He walked towards me. “No! Leave me alone!” I started choking on my tears and my voice cracked. I turned around and ran to Michael. All of the guests turned their heads and stared at me as I cried hysterically. Michael’s eyes turned to steel.
“Jen! Jen! What happened?” he shouted as he held me in his arms. Margaret and Tilly ran up to us from across the dance floor.
“I want to leave… now!” I shouted as the tears slid down my face with my mascara following.
“What the hell is going on?” Michael glared at Margaret and Tilly.
“I don’t know.” Margaret had a horrified look on her face.
“I don’t know, I was just with her a few minutes ago, then Dave was waiting for her outside the restroom.” Tilly said.
“Dave?” Michael said through gritted teeth.
“Please Michael, now…I want to go…now!” I yelled. Michael grabbed my hand and left Tilly and Margaret with their mouths wide open and escorted me out of the ballroom. Dave was standing by the door.
“What the fuck is going on Dave?” Michael shouted.
“I don’t know.” Dave scoffed at him.
“What do you mean you don’t know? Why is she hysterical? What did you do?” He yelled.
“Just take her out of here Michael…you guys are embarrassing yourselves in front of the guests.” He stared Michael down.
“What did you just say to me?” Michael’s eyes widened and he clenched his fists as he walked towards Dave.
“Michael, take your cry-baby wife and get the fuck out of here! It’s embarrassing seeing the bride cry like a fucking two year old…Teach your wife to be grateful and have some goddamn manners!” he shouted at the top of his lungs.
“You son of a bitch! I’ll kill you!” Michael balled his hand into a tight fist, then clocked Dave’s sarcastic mouth and knocked him to the floor sending Dave sliding across the shiny marble tiles.
“Oh my God! No! Michael! Please!” I ran to see if Dave was okay, and he pushed me with full force against my chest, and I fell backwards onto the floor losing my white stiletto heel from my right foot.
“Go with your fucking husband!” His eyes were black with fury. The blood slid down his lip onto his chin. He wiped the blood with the back of his hand and grinned.
“Dave, what are you doing?” I cried as I lifted myself up from the floor reaching for my shoe and placing it back on my foot.
“I’m out of here, and Jen, if you don’t listen to me now…you’re going to regret it later. Don’t say you haven’t been warned.”
Dave lifted himself up and glanced over at Michael. His eyes piercing through Michael’s soul as he walked backwards never letting Michael out of his sight. Michael’s blue-green eyes
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