Chapter 27
Twenty-Seven
Jaclyn
Present
I glare at Hayden as he hands his card to the bartender.
“Sorry bro, I didn’t know she was with you,” the cute bartender says while taking Hayden’s card.
“I’m not his girlfriend. We aren’t together,” I say with a small smile as I try to block Hayden.
“Well in that case, I’m Jamie,” Jamie says before giving me his hand.
I shake it. “Jaclyn.” But then my hand gets ripped from his.
I glare at Hayden but he ignores it and he lowers his head to be at level with mine. “What the hell are you doing?”
“Having a conversation with someone?” I take my wrist out of his hold.
Hayden is about to say something but a voice cuts him off from behind. “Hubs!” I look behind him and see Nicole walking towards us with her group of friends behind her. Nicole walks up to us and she slides her arm onto Hayden’s bicep. I try to ignore her hand on him and instead focus my attention on something else, anything else to distract me from her. “You look great,” she says, smiling up at Hayden. He doesn’t pay attention to her, instead his focus is on me. God’s he’s an asshole for doing that in front of his future wife. “Jaclyn, you look amazing too. Definitely will get a few guys up your dress tonight, right?” Nicole says before winking.
I put on a fake smile. “Yea, the bartender is so cute.”
I notice Hayden’s hands clench by his side and his jaw tightens.
Nicole smiles at me before looking at Hayden and next thing I know her lips are attached to Hayden’s and I feel like throwing up.
My stomach churns and I look away from the moment between them.
“What the hell are you doing?” I hear Hayden say in a rough tone.
“Nothing, you just look so good. I had to have a taste,” Nicole giggles while I just down my drink that Jamie made for me. “Enjoy your night, husband. I’ll see you later.”
Nicole leaves and I still have my lips on the glass, trying to erase the image from my brain and burn it.
God.
I turn my head to look at Hayden and he doesn’t look too happy. He has a furious expression on his face and I have a feeling it’s not from me.
“Why are you still here? Don’t you have other people to talk to?”
Hayden leans closer to me until his lips touch my ear. “Princess, the only person I want to talk to is sitting right in front of me.”
I shrug my shoulders. “Well I don’t want to talk to you, so.”
I don’t even want to look at him.
He’s not yours.
I know I have no right to say he can’t kiss the girl he’s marrying.
He’s not yours.
I know it’s my fault for coming to his wedding knowing he will be here kissing his fiancé.
He’s not yours.
I know it’s my fucking fault for leaving him and ruining what we had.
But God I hated that.
It actually broke my heart knowing that another girl's lips touched his.
Hayden sighs before walking away.
“Brother?” I look up and see Jamie looking at me while cleaning a glass.
“No, ex,” I say, still holding onto the glass.
Jamie raises his eyebrows. “That’s your ex? Isn’t he a professional fighter?” I nod my head. “He lost an amazing girl then.”
“I broke up with him,” I say, while wincing. “Can I just get something else? Maybe something stronger?” I rest the empty glass in front of me.
Jamie laughs before taking it and walking away.
“You guys have to make things so hard.” I turn my head and look at Max who looks like he is getting close to being blacked out.
His hair is a mess and his face is flushed.
Where is Martin?
How’d he get drunk so fast?
“Where is everyone?” I ask looking around.
“Chris and Natalia are dancing. Kayden left with Hayden to go see Hayden’s other friends. Nicole and her friends went to the VIP area and Martin went to grab my wallet.” Max scoots closer to me. “As I was saying, why are you making things hard?”
“Who?” I ask, furrowing my eyebrows.
“Hayden and you. You both have to be so complicated. You guys obviously want one another and are capable of love but you guys choose to do things the hard way. It’s obvious you guys want one another.”
“How so?”
“Well, Hayden likes to hide things so he can protect the people he loves and you are stubborn and maybe even a little scared which is why you like to run away from things that make you feel something. I think you might be scared of getting hurt.
“What does this have to do with anything?” I ask and Max opens his mouth but lets out a burp. I laugh and Max laughs too. Jamie ends up coming with my drink. “Still a heavy drinker?”
“A happy drinker, Jaclyn.” Max gives me a drunk smile and I can’t help but smile back.
Eventually Martin comes back and next thing I know Martin, Max, and I are downing shots. As I try to take a step back, Max yells “Peer pressure!” for me to keep drinking.
And after that, everything goes black.