Shush

14. Wedding

Friday flew me to visit beauty salons, I also managed to eat dinner with my mother. I tried to apologize to her for having so little time for her on the weekends, which she admitted that the apologies were pointless because she spends all days with my dad anyway. The second thing that she is very happy about is that I spend time with people of my age and that she is leaving the hospital in a week on Monday, so I will have to look after her a little more than now.

And I believed that she was honest with me because what I always perceived as sincere enthusiasm had to be a well-learned role in order not to hurt me. Dad and I came home this evening together, we had dinner, and I went to get the rest of my stuff ready for tomorrow. A small suitcase was already packed, because although I live only 10 km from the hotel, I, the maid of honor, had a hotel room rented by the bride and grom.

My dress was still hanging on the hanger, I know I should put it in the cover along with the notebook in which I had prepared a toast, but I wanted to look at it a little bit more. The dresses that Kayla chose were beautiful, it was long in the color of dark red wine in a light A-letter cut, so that we could move comfortably. For which I was grateful to her very much.

It was a little after 10 PM, I went down to say goodnight to my dad who was still sitting in front of the TV.

— Have fun tomorrow, child — he said, smiling calmly — On Sunday afternoon we will visit mum together — he got up from the chair, kissed my forehead — go to sleep, tomorrow you will have a long day.

- Good night, Dad - I hugged him - you're right, it's going to be a long day - on the way back I grabbed a bottle of water and went to my room.

I took the cover out of the wardrobe and accidentally knocked off the water bottle. When I bent down to get it, I saw that someone was in our garden. I ran to the window but I couldn't see anything anymore. Seconds later, I heard a sound as if someone was throwing a rock at the window.

- What the Hell?, - I said quietly to myself, looking out the window, I still couldn't see anything, so I walked away from it again. Something hit the window pane again, I walked over, opened it, and leaned out.

- Lilla, - I heard a soft voice from below

- What are you doing here? - I said, surprised

— I wanted you to check my toast

- I think God has abandoned you, why don't you just ring the bell? — I couldn't hide my amazement.

— it's more fun, I haven't done it for a long time

- please do not tell You will intend to enter my room through the window, you are not 15 years old anymore

- I'm still as agile as I used to be, if not more, - he said, walking to a tree whose branch was close to my window.

- Austin, stop joking like that, - I screamed in a whisper

- I'll be upstairs in three minutes, - he said as he climbed the first branch, and I realized that I wasn't angry because he was here I was angry because he was potentially making noise and I didn't want to wake my neighbors and dad

Austin wasn't lying 5 minutes later he was sitting on my windowsill smiling from ear to ear. On his back was a sports backpack in which he probably had a toast written In his notebook

Going down to the room from windowsill he handed me a wild rose.

— this is for ordering these four large boxes of pizza - he smiled weakly - I'm sorry

- no problem - I smiled sniffing the flower, Austin took out a notebook, and soon after that the wine bottle - what is it?

- it's Friday evening, a few tough weekends are behind us, this one will not be lighter ones, so we deserve a bit of relaxation — he smiled broadly - I'm staying with my mother today, so I can drink wine with you