Chapter 29
29
Bishop
Vaughan and Cami’s house is buzzing with last minute touches for the Halloween party before everyone goes to change into their costumes for the evening. It’s another first for the crew as we haven’t had a real Halloween celebration since Vaughan and Cami first broke up.
Last year we were all hanging by a thread, praying for Vaughan to recover from his horrible accident. So the insistence that everyone be together tonight wasn’t a hardship. Dagen’s grandparents –both sets– are chaperoning her and her friends to trick-or-treat since this neighborhood consists of Vaughan and Cami.
We’d all be happy to pour loads of candy in their bags, but I don’t think it’s quite the same.
I was roped into helping set up since two of our ladies are on minimal effort as they get further along in their pregnancies. Cami was quick to tell Vaughan, “shut it. I’m fine,” and CeCe didn’t have a leg to stand on. Luca gave her a look and she resigned to cutting up fruit.
All of us men were responsible for setting everything else up under the supervision of Vivian, Cat and Anais. We were told where to place the tables, the decorations and how to make the food set up look aesthetically pleasing. I don’t know why the food needs to be set on top of different risers, but that is what they insisted on.
“I think we got it all. Thanks,” Viv dusts her hands as if she did more than yell at us. “Y’all better go get your costumes on.”
I roll my eyes because that was another insistence. Costumes were mandatory. For the ladies, it’s easy. Slutty baseball player. Slutty nurse. Slutty maid. Hell, slutty monkey trainer. Whatever it is, make it a short ass dress and add some high heels and they’re done. It’s the guys who really suffer.
One year I got roped in by Dagen to be the Scarecrow when she was Dorothy. The costume had real damn straw. My ass was itching for a week. On the bright side, at least I didn’t have to be the Tin Man like Vaughan. It took him weeks to be rid of the silver paint.
So choosing a costume for this evening was pretty difficult. But I shuffle off to the barn apartment where I have my things and put together what should be rather interesting.
I make my way back into the main house and run smack dab into Hayes who is dressed as…I don’t really know.
“What the hell is that costume?” I ask, still eyeing him up and down.
“What? You can’t tell? I’m a bag of M I’m Not High, I’m In Love - Bebe Rexha
??: On my Love - Zara Larsson
??: True Romance - Tove Lo
Each one brings a bigger and brighter smile to my face and I tell myself that no matter how hard it’s going to be, the sooner we tell Nix the better. Then I can walk proudly with my girl by my side.