Bring me to life (The golden collection)

by Carr, Kam

  She placed a finger over my lips. "Please don't" she looked sad. I rolled over to my side of the bed. "I have to tell you something." I turned to look at her, she was blinking rapidly and she couldn't meet my eyes. This was not going to be good.

  "Tell me" I begged.

  She looked up and one single tear rolled down her cheek. "I can't see you any more. Blake....... Asked me to marry him and I said ..... Yes."

  I shot up. Was this another dream? I pinched myself.

  Not this time.

  I began to rub my hands over my face and in my hair. My mouth had gone dry and I had no idea what to say. I wanted to the hunt the fucker down and beat the shit out of him. I felt the anger rise up through me.

  "Say something . . . . Please..." She begged.

  I slammed my fist down on the bedside cabinet. It made her jump and she placed a hand over her mouth and the tears began.

  "If you're marrying him?? What the FUCK are you doing here??" There I had said it. She reached out to touch me and I couldn't bare it. I moved out of her reach.

  "I wanted to see you and tell you in person." She stopped and rubbed her forehead as if to take some pain away. "I needed to be with you one last time." She shot up off the bed and began pacing. "I can't stop thinking about you. Every day is a living nightmare. Since I met you..." She stopped and looked directly at me. "I've craved you."

  Wow!!

  I closed my eyes. The rug had been swept from beneath my feet. My whole world had crumbled around me. I could lay down and never wake up.

  "You have no idea what you have done to me... FUCK!! . . . .Do you want to marry him?"

  She shrugged. "I think I owe him that much. What we have been doing is wrong, Maxwell. I feel bad." She wiped the tears away. "I haven't had sex with Blake for ages. When I am with him I think of you. It's killing me. I said yes in hope that my feelings for you would go away."

  I shook my head. "You can't marry someone out of guilt! Do you love him?" She nodded. I was going to regret saying this but I had to know. "Do you love me?"

  She nodded.

  My own eyes started welling up and I couldn't move. This was obviously someone’s evil scheme. Within an instant she was sitting back next to me. She pulled me over and I hugged her tight. I didn't want her to go especially back to that prick. She began to kiss my tears away.

  "I'm so sorry" she cried and I hugged her tighter. "And thank you for the present."

  "Did you understand my message?"

  "No . .. What is the R about?"

  "Look at the heart it has crack down the middle. Its gold and the R stands for rules." She wasn't getting it. "It means Georgina that for you I will break the golden rule. I need you and there is nothing I wouldn't do to be with you."

  Her mouth opened wide. "You would do that for me?"

  "I would do anything for you."

  She slowly closed her eyes and began shaking her head. "We can't be together." She couldn't look at me. "I have to go. I'm sorry, Maxwell. I really am. Please don't hate me."

  "I love you" I cried. "I would never hate you."

  She opened her eyes and leaned forward. "I love you too. If things were different. If I wasn't . . . You know." I nodded she kissed my cheek. "I'm sorry."

  With that she got up and left the room.

  I laid down on my bed and closed my eyes. Everything had gone wrong. All my worst fears had become reality. I could hear her sorting her stuff out. I wanted to sleep. Everything hurt. No one had made me feel like this before. I heard the front door shut. She was gone-like all my hopes and dreams.

  That fucking cunt!!

  She had chosen him over me. Well, that always happened didn't it? I had to get myself straight. I wasn't going to be a mess. How many women had I fucked and not thought about since. Millions. I laughed. True. I was fucking Maxwell Thomas. I was a successful business man. NO! I was not going to allow a young woman like Georgina to fuck my world up.

  Right from now she was just the PA....

  END of!!!!

  CHAPTER 9

  "You're getting married" She squared her shoulder, placed her hands on her hips and shook her head. "Over my dead body you are!"

  "Mother!"

  "Blake!"

  God, this woman pissed me off. Why couldn't she just be happy for a change? But no, she had to be the controlling monster she always was. I had come here to tell her my good news when I could of gone straight home to my girl. I knew she didn't like Georgina and Georgina knew too. I had always stuck up for my mother and make out it was all in Georgina's head.

  What did she have against anyway?

  It shocked me. Who could hate Georgina?

  Did my mother not see how happy she made me?

  The last two years had been bliss. Now I was getting the chance to spend the rest of my life with an intelligent, trustworthy, honest, beautiful woman. Surely any mother would dream of this for their only son. It was hardly like Georgina was a gold digger. She made her own money. We had promised one another that we wouldn't live off our parents' money.

  "I'm getting married" I replied sternly. I walked over to the drinks cabinet. I needed something stronger. Dads whisky would do. "Besides," I poured the drink. "What's wrong with Georgina?"

  She laughed. "You mean what's right about her." She made her way over to me. Just as I was about to take a sip she pulled the glass out of my grip. "You're driving!"

  "I can marry who I want!"

  "Not without my permission" She downed the whiskey. I couldn't deal with her in this mood. I wanted to go home and cuddle up to my girl. It was her birthday and I had missed her all day.

  "I don't need your permission. I am marrying Georgina and she will be my wife. If you don't come... I don't care."

  HA!!!

  I went to leave the room.

  "Blake!" She yelled. I stopped and turned to face her. "She is not like us. She hasn't come from what we have come from. She will bleed us dry."

  I looked round the room it was repulsive. It looked like something out of Edwardian film. Wooden furniture and paintings of people we didn't know. Books everywhere. Shabby old fire place and horrid red wallpaper. It made me sick. I wasn't proud to come from this. I had always wanted to be a normal child. When I met Georgina I got a grip of real life. She was my wake up call.

  I threw my hands in the air. "For the love of god. Have you heard yourself? It's 2012, no one gives a shit about this sort a thing any more. When are you going to step out of your society bubble."

  Her mouth opened wide up. She was speechless. Well, it had to be said. Everything always boiled down to money!!

  When I went to boarding school I could only hang round with the richest kids.

  Parties-only the richest came.

  I hated money.

  Georgina was a breath of fresh air. Money meant nothing to her and it meant nothing to me.

  "She'll drag you down!" she added.

  "Your dragging me down."

  "You had everything going for you," she began. "You had a place at Oxford. You were going to work in law. Then HER" she said as if Georgina was an insult. "Came along and you started all this photography rubbish!" She folded her arms and pressed her lips together. "You deserve better!"

  "Firstly," I stepped forward there was anger in my voice and I pointed my finger at her. " I didn't want to go to Oxford and study law. Second, you know nothing about me. I have always been into photography and I take pride in it."

  I closed my eyes and began to count to 10. She got on my nerves tonight. I felt my frustration slowly disappear. I opened my eyes and she was still glaring at me.

  "I'm going. Speak to me when you're not a snob!" and I was gone.

  I got in and Georgina was sitting in her PJ's watching TV. The minute she saw me. She jumped up and hugged me.

  "I am so glad you home" she started. "Where have you been?"

  I rubbed my face. "I went to see my mother . . ." I just about to explain when the phone started ringing. I walked ove
r and answered. "Yeah!"

  "Blake, what I have I told you about answering the phone like that! Didn't I teach you any manners?"

  "Mother" I looked at my girl, she rolled her eyes and sat back down on the sofa. "We have already spoken. I don't want another fight."

  She huffed. "I'm not calling to fight. I've been thinking and you marrying Georgina is wonderful news."

  "Really?" I was surprised by her reaction. Normally when she got a bee in her bonnet she never let it die. "And why the change of heart?" I walked over and sat next to Georgina. She grabbed my hand and rested her head on my shoulder.

  "Because you're my son and I want you happy" she snapped. "Lets all have dinner tomorrow to celebrate."

  "Okay." I knew Georgina's reaction when I told her. At least she could show off that dress again. "See you tomorrow night around 7?"

  "Yes and I am sorry son" she blew a kiss down the phone and hung up.

  I stared down at the phone in my hand. My mother could always find a way to amaze me. She was too set in her ways that was her problem. I knew she loved me dearly. It would just be nice to live my life my way without her interfering. Maybe now she had finally got the message. I didn't need her to take care of me. I had my girl and she would be mine forever.

  "What did she want?"

  I rested my head on top of hers and took in the smell of her hair. It was heaven. "She wants us to go round and have dinner tomorrow. She wants to celebrate."

  She sat up and stared at me."You told her and she's happy?"

  "Yeah, I think so." She looked as surprised as I was. "Why don't we go to bed and have our own celebration." My voice was low and inviting. Georgina looked up at me, her eyes were red and heavy. Was something wrong?

  "Not today," she began, tucking herself tighter into me, "I am not feeling well. I think it was too much champagne last night."

  I kissed the top of head. Last night was the best night of my life. I had finally acquired the thing I couldn't live without. I was happy with whatever she wanted. I was here to take care of her and give her the world.

  "Just snuggles tonight." A big sleepy grin appeared on her face. "I love you, Georgina Waterman."

  "Miss Dawson to you" she smiled and carried on watching TV.

  CHAPTER 10

  I really didn't want to be here. I had the worst day at work ever. Maxwell had been a total ass. The constant snapping and odd remarks actually got to me. The thought of seating round a table with the witch was daunting. Blake had told me about the argument they had yesterday. I could just imagine her pretending to like me-It was not a pleasant thought-I would have to be nice back. I stared down at the glass in my hand. I really wanted to go home. Get into my PJ's and go to bed. I was even thinking about calling in sick tomorrow. I couldn't deal with another day like today. I know I deserved it after what I had done.

  I thought he said he loved me?

  How could he turn cold in the click of his fingers?

  It hurt....A lot!

  Now I had to sit round a table celebrating the engagement. I looked round the Waterman’s dinning room. It was beautiful. A large bouquet table with a white table cloth, silver cutlery all shining and a massive silver candle stick placed in the middle. Above the table was the biggest crystal chandelier I had ever seen. It was a breath taking room.

  I looked over at Blake he had the massive smile on his face and was studying me.

  "This would be a perfect place for our wedding? Don't you think?"

  We had only been engaged two seconds. I couldn't really contemplate thinking about a wedding day. Especially after the revelation Maxwell had gave me yesterday. His voice was constantly in my head. His words never going away and every time I had that tingle run through my body. It made my blood run cold.

  Why did I go and see him yesterday?

  I could of told him at work. I gave a sigh of relief. It was over now. I had to concentrate on Blake. I had been a useless girlfriend lately. I needed us to get our spark back. I had to make this work. Blake loved me and wanted me. He had been man enough to ask me that question and I had agreed. I couldn't go back on my word now and there was no way I could let Blake down.

  "Blake! Georgina!" A voice stopped my thoughts in their tracks. Mr Waterman marched into the room with his arms wide open. He looked like an older version of Blake. He must of definitely been a catch in his younger days. He wrapped his arms round me. I must of looked very awkward. "Congratulations" he kissed my cheek and moved away. He shook Blake’s hand and the smile never left his face. "I can't believe it. You two getting married. I couldn't image two people perfect for each other."

  Blake wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me close. "Thanks Dad" he beamed. "I couldn't imagine marrying anyone else." There was a time his words would of swept me off my feet. Now, they just made me feel numb.

  Was this guilt?

  Or was this Maxwell?

  I looked up and gave a little smile.

  What exactly was I doing here?

  "Oh okay everyone" the witch ordered as she made her grand entrance. "Everyone take your seats our guests are just parking their car!" I looked at Blake and narrowed my eyes. He didn't mention guests! He said it would just be the four of us having dinner. I felt like shit anyway but pretending to be happy in front of others-well that was going to be a mission.

  "Guests?" Blake asked he had thought same as me.

  The witch took her place-At the top of the table (of course)"Yes" she replied. "Sit!"

  Mr Waterman took his place at the other end and I sat down next to Blake. When I studied the table there were two more places set opposite us. Great, I was going to have to smile! This was going to hurt.

  "Congratulations" sang a voice. I couldn't look up. I knew exactly who it was.

  Why didn't it click when she said guests.??

  How was I going to stand a night with Vile Veronica?

  I took a deep breath, looked up and gave a big smile. The smile was soon wiped away. Standing next to Veronica was HIM!!!

  He looked handsome- white shirt with top button open, jeans and his red hair all floppy. My heart started pounding in my chest and I could feel myself breaking into a cold sweat. This was too much after the way he treated me today.... There was no way I could sit opposite him and pretend nothing had happened.

  Had he done this on purpose to punish me?

  Was he that sort of man?

  Did he now hate me this much that he had to torment me with her? The pain in my stomach hurt.

  Was he with her now?

  If so, then the words he said to me were empty. I must of looked like an idiot yesterday.

  Was he laughing at me?

  I grabbed my glass and downed the rest of my wine.

  "You okay Georgie?" She asked as they both took their seats. I looked up and felt his eyes burning into me.

  "Fine" I nodded not sure where to look. His face was cold. I could of cried. I would never give in. I placed my hand on top of Blake’s. "I couldn't be happier."

  "Arr baby" Blake smiled leaning down and kissing my forehead. "You make me happy too." I looked back at Maxwell, he was watching and his mouth remained in that cold straight line.

  Why was he here?

  "Yes, yes, yes" the witch began to wave her arms round. "We all know Blake and Georgina are getting married!"

  "Dear!" Mr Waterman said sternly. "This is a happy day. You finally get that daughter you have always wanted. Finally someone else to help me spend the money." He smiled in my direction. "Can't take the bloody stuff with me!"

  My cheeks flushed and I looked up. He was still watching me and this time a little grin hit his lips. God, that mouth!

  The maid entered pushing a trolley. She began to place a bowl of soup in front of all of us. I didn't want to eat. I now felt sick. I wanted to run away and never come back.

  "Have you two come up with a date?" Vile Veronica asked. She looked too happy. Of course the question was directed at Blake. Her eyelashes fluttered a
nd she was pouting.

  "I want to get married within a month!" Blake confessed. I nearly choked on my soup. My eyes shot to him. "What?" he laughed looking down at me. "I can't wait any longer. I waited two years to ask!" he kissed my lips. I couldn't kiss him back. I was in a state of shock.

  A month!!!!

  "Anyway, sooner the better and we can try for kids!" He added.

  I felt my eyebrows shoot up.

  KIDS!!!!!

  He had it all planned.

  SHIT!!!

  "We can do it within a month" the witch smiled. She was smiling was that a good sign?

  I couldn't bare to be in this room any more. I had to get some fresh air. Everything was happening so fast.

  Married in a month?

  Kids?

  "Mm mm" I said. "Excuse me?" Blake looked concerned. "Toilet" I mouthed, he smiled and I made my exit. I ran down the hallway and through the door into the courtyard. Once outside I could finally breath. I wrapped my arms around myself and slowly walked over to a bench. Finally I could think. I wish I could cast a spell and make everything disappear.

  Kids?

  Marriage?

  Blake?

  Maxwell?

  What had happened?

  I took a deep breath and felt numb. Everything had gone out of my control. Was I no longer in charge? I wanted to be that clumsy waitress again. She was carefree and only had her eyes set on a career.

  I closed my eyes and rested my head back. I needed someone but I wasn't sure who. No one was ever there when I needed them. I had spent most of life alone apart from Dee. Now I didn't even know where she was. I felt guilt, anger, loneliness and now love for a man that was out of my reach.

  Why had things got so complicated?

  Why did I allow myself to get dragged into this situation??

  I should of never had sex with Maxwell... EVER!!!

  What was wrong with me??

  A few weeks ago this would of made me feel complete. I always wanted to marry Blake. Who wouldn't? He was good looking, fit and adored me. He would do anything for me. Yet I had this urge. A horrible urge for Maxwell. I did crave him. The thought of the day before ran through my head. His hands on my body and his perfect lips kissing my neck. I groaned in pleasure.