I peel my eyes open at the thundering sound of my alarm clock and I pull myself up to a sitting position. Today is the Monday we (all the Snowfalls) have been waiting for and I can already tell today is going to be a great day. It's been a long sad weekend, but that doesn't stop me from wishing for a better day today. Friday night was a long unforgettable night. A part of me still feel the pain at the outturn of everything, but a part of me tell myself it's for the best. I knew deep down that even if Rory loved me, I didn't and wouldn't get that same feeling from his family and the last thing I want is to fight or put him against them.
Flashback ~
"What's the hell is happening here?!" Demanded a slightly familiar famine voice.
Still shocked and still gasping from surprise and fear I pulled away from Rory who was also stumbling to his feet. I adjusted the strap of my dress, and I looked up to Rory who was now approaching a woman who was standing and glaring hardly and murderously at me.
What were you thinking Taylor?! Now prepare for the worse.
"Mom." The single name seems to cause great chaos within me.
"Explain this to me, convince me that my eyes are just seeing things from ageing and that I didn't just see you shoving your tongue down this whore's mouth when your fiancée and the rest of your family members are out there searching and looking for you." She demands harshly.
Her remark had much effect on me for a strange reason, yes she was wrong, I wasn't a whore, but I hurt because somehow, I've ruined my first impression with her. Any mother would flip at the sight of their son making out with another woman on his engagement day.
"Mom she's not a whore." Rory says defensively, with a cool calm voice, "she's the woman I love and I'm not getting married to Paris because I don't love her." He adds, but this just made the woman scoff in disbelieve.
The woman threw me a disgusted look and I immediately look away. "This is not the first time you've claimed to be in love," She reminds him, touching his cheek in affection and referring to me she says, "and it's not the first time that a whore tried to turn the heart of my son from his family, but it'll never work."
"Mom you have no right to call her these names, she has a name!" Rory snapped, shoving off her hand from his cheek.
"What's her name then? Gold digger, slut, whore. Make your pick son." She bit out crudely.
My heart clench and I hold myself, covering my mouth and trying to stop my self from sobbing aloud.
Rory drew a restrained breath, and his teeth clenched hardly. "Taylor, her name is Taylor."
"Names doesn't matter," she shrugged without a bit of care as she walked further into the room with pride giving me a casting eye every time she looked my way. "They are all after your money, they are shameless, she's shameless and would do anything to have you trapped within her claws. Don't tell me you haven't learnt your lesson after 6 years!"
Something darkened within Rory and although her back is turned to her son, I knew she felt it too, but she kept talking. "I expected you to be wiser and know lies when you-"
"Shut the hell up mom!" Rory exploded to mine and the surprise of his mom. "I'm not stupid, nor am I a kid. I know what I want and you have no right to make that decision for me and if you don't stop with the name-calling on Taylor, I'm going to lose my last respect for you mom." He warns angrily "I love Taylor and there's nothing that's going to make me leave her and marry Paris!"
Flashback ends.~
You'd wonder why I'm still here and why the engagement happened even after Rory professed his feeling for me to his mother. Well, there was more than just battle, I knew there was a war coming.
Flashback ~
Rory walked back to me and took hold of my hand, and stroked my cheek tenderly, causing shivers to run down my spine. "I love you Taylor and you've always asked if I was ever going to put you first. Well, I am now." He claimed my lips before I could say otherwise, and ignoring the presence of the woman whom my mind tells me not to, I kissed him back with all the love I had for him. Maybe because this was the last time, maybe because somehow I wanted him to be with me, but I knew he couldn't. His passionate kiss brought tears to my eyes and I pulled away from him.
His eyes narrowed down questionably and I step back. "Rory. It's better if you'll go with your mom, she's your mom and knows what is best for you."
"What nonsense is this?"
"It's not nonsense, it's reality. It's the reality we have before us now." I bit down hard on my lips and avoided his hot demanding gaze because a bigger of me want to just kiss him again. "Some things, people, reality are just not meant to be."
His lips pressed together on a thin line and paused as if in concentration. "Are you saying we are not meant to be?!"
I avoided his eyes, tears already weighing on my eyes and waiting for me to blink them down. "Look at me damn it!" He thundered angrily and I look up at him, the tears I've been holding back falling down my eyes. "What happened to you loving me?" He asked in a gravelly pained voice.
"I love you, Rory," I couldn't stop the weak trembling of my voice. "but—"
"No but." He cups my cheek tenderly making me look at him. "I came here for you and I'm leaving with you." He takes my hand, but I drew it away.
"I can't." My eyes fall to his bare chest where I could hear the heavy pounding of his heart and wanting to run my finger over it. "There's so much at stake Rory," I told him honestly. "It is more than just us now."
He takes a deeper hard breath, "What do you want me to do then?"
I want you to stay and make love to me all night long. I wanted to say, but instead, I say "I want you to go to your fiancée and make her happy."
He stayed silent, looking down at me as though trying to restrain himself from saying the wrong words.
"Okay." was his last words before grabbing his shirt on the sofa and walking away from the room.
"You have made the right choice." Rory's mother walked towards me walk towards me, her gaze disdaining and scornful, but I refuse to be hurt. "I can see you're a smart girl."
There was no other way I could get hurt after losing Rory the way I just did.
"I've not done this for you." I bit crudely, my voice laced and tinted with bitterness and heartache, "I did this for my family and Rory and you can think anything you want of me, but all I know is I love him and he'll always be in my heart."