Hush

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"A toast," Angelina raises her glass above her head, "To one hell of a night."

Her friend Anthony smiles sadly at his heartbroken friend. They clank their drinks. Angie brings the drink to her rosy lips, downing it in anticipation. The liquid burned down her throat, leaving a nasty aftertaste. But she'd take anything to feel better at the moment.

She looks up at her friend with pleading eyes. "Am I being selfish, Ant?" She asks.

"No, Angie," he said, placing his hand on her shoulder. "You're just heartbroken. As you should be, watching the man who stole your heart marry another. You'll heal, I promise."

Just then, Mason runs to them, yelling ecstatically. Angie's head began pounding.

She stands, "Will you shut up!?"

"Yikes, you on your period?" he teases. That's when she realizes he was dragging Jayce along, a smug expression on his face.

She groans out in frustration and sinks back into her seat.

Anthony pulls Jayce into a tight embrace, "Jay, my man!" They pull away and Anthony admires Jayce's expensive suit. "Look at you! All married and shit! How the hell did you afford that suit?"

Mason nudges him, "Must'a stolen it, eh? Y'never know what he be doing when we ain't lookin' after 'im!"

Jayce laughs softly and Angie couldn't help but admire that blissful sound.

"Oi, Ange," Mason beckons her and she looks up at him, "Come 'ere!"

Her eyes dart from a grinning Anthony to a happy Jayce and back to Mason. She forces herself up, "Congratulations, Jayce."

"Thanks, Angelina. I promise to love and cherish you sister for as long as I live, and beyond," he said.

She bites her bottom lip and nods, unnoticeable tears brimming her eyes.

"I'm so happy for her," she says.

Selfish, selfish! She thought to herself, This is your sister's husband! You have to be happy for them! Why does this stupid heart keeping pounding so damn loud!?

"I think Angie and I need a breather, aye?" Anthony winks at her, Angie nodding.

"While you do the broin' shite, I'll be gettin' the groom drunk! C'mon lover boy!" Mason teases, Jayce laughing.

"Hold on," Angie whispers in Anthony's ear. He curtly nods as she approaches Jayce. "Jay?"

"Angie! You seem so uncomfortable, is something the matter?" He asks in concern.

He shouldn't be concerned about her on his wedding day! He should go run off and get drunk with Mason or find her sister and steal her to the bedroom.

"My sister really loves you," She smiles softly, "I know you will treat her well and I'm very happy for you." She notices that his smile slightly faltered. "But hey, if you so much as to make her cry, I will-"

"I won't!" He laughs.

"You better not," She said sassily, turning on her heel and swaying her hips as she walked to Anthony. Jayce couldn't help but laugh at this.

They step outside onto the balcony. "Wow, this is cliche," Anthony remarked.

"Who cares?" Angie shrugged. She gazed down at the lake that's outside Bernard Manor.