Authors: Michelle Escamilla
I could feel the dance beats running through my entire body, I had to get up and start dancing. Courtney
soon followed me and we danced for a little bit in front of our table and then we decided to get out on
the dance floor. We didn’t stray far from the tablearea though. The boys soon joined up and started
dancing with us. I could feel Liam grinding up into me; it was always a turn on to be dancing so sexy. I
always loved the way he danced with me.
We decided to take a short break and hit the table again for a round of drinks. Courtney was starting to
get a little tired so she wanted to take a breather and get some water and rest her feet. The boys
decided that they were going to go and check out the rest of the club, while Courtney and I sat down for
a few minutes to catch our breath.
“Yes! This is a lot of fun!” She leaned in and gave me a hug. “How are you doing? Holy shit! Look at your
wrist, Ryleigh! What the fuck did he do?” She kept looking down at my wrist; I didn’t think he was going
to bruise me.
“Then why is he here?” I freaked and smacked her arm.
“Well, I kind of DID invite him to the wedding, but he said he didn’t know if he could make it or not.” She
laughed again and pointed to him standing right behind me.
We both headed out towards the floor. The last time that I saw Caleb dance; it was at our junior prom.
Back then, he was not very coordinated and I could tell the girl that he was with was just as nervous to
dance with him.
Obviously things had changed over the years, he pulled me in close and we began to move to the beats.
I felt as if we were living a scene from Dirty Dancing, it was completely hot the way our bodies moved in
sync together. It reminded me of the day that he and I had sex room, the time I am assuming that I got
pregnant.
His hands were up and down my body as we grinded to the songs, I didn’t want this moment to end. He
grabbed my hand and pulled it up to his mouth to kiss it. He had stopped about a second into the soft
kiss; even in the dark he knew something was wrong with my arm. Shit.
“God, I don’t know, Caleb.” I said upset.
“Is this who you really want to spend the rest of your life with? Someone who will leave a mark on you
and not a good one either? Really?” Caleb began to walk away.
“Funny, you don’t seem to want to stop doing what you are doing. It would only be fair right?” I asked
bravely. I could feel some nausea building up. Liam stepped right up to me only leaving centimeters in
between us; I could see the anger building in his eyes.
Just as Caleb pulled Liam’s shoulder Liam took a swing with his other hand. This time he didn’t miss and
Caleb went stumbling back. He quickly gained his footing and tackled Liam down to the ground.
The two of the rolled around, each exchanging punches. It wasn’t until Caleb rolled on top and threw
one good punch at Liam in the nose that caused blood to splatter out, Caleb climbed off of him to end it.
Two burley security guards made their way over to the guys. They grabbed Caleb as he stood over Liam.
“Hey!” I shouted. “Don’t take him, it’s over.” I tried to grab one of the security guards off of Caleb. Liam
was starting to get up off the ground. One of the guards started to talk to him, I couldn’t hear what was
being said but I could see him shake his head no.
“Liam, tell me something; when I asked you if you were still fucking one of your little tramps, I was right,
huh? Was it Amber? Or is there someone else? I got a voicemail at work earlier this week and I heard
some woman in the background and I swear I heard you as well. Then we get a random call from a girl in
OUR hotel room. Care to explain that one?” I yelled.
“Liam, the fact that you aren’t answering me means that I am right.” I took of my wedding rings and held
them out to him. “I want a fucking divorce.” He didn’t take the rings for me so I dropped them on the
ground and walked out of the hotel out to the strip.
I spent the night in Courtney and Jason’s room. After the fight Caleb had walked off. I hadn’t seen or
heard from him for the rest of the night. I needed to be alone. I didn’t really want to interrupt the
newlyweds but they insisted. After Jason had gone to my room to get my things for me, he told me Liam
was not there. I was not surprised nor did I even care.
I woke up at 6am and called a taxi to take me to the airport. I left a note for Court and Jason along with
some of my winnings enclosed in a note, telling them to have a great time and stay a little bit longer and
have a honeymoon without me interrupting. I wanted to get some of my things out of my house before I
had to face Liam.
I called my mom on the way to the airport and told her everything that had happened, but left out the
part of me being pregnant. I don’t think I could handle any more drama. She had told me that she and
Avery would be happy to have me stay with them as long as I needed. I hated the fact that I was moving
back in with my mom, but it would help while I could get everything sorted out.
The flight was my chance to get a little more rest. I thankfully was able to hold down some croissants
and some coffee while I waited to board. I was glad I didn’t have any sickness today, one less thing to
worry about. I packed my bag up into the overhead compartment and took my seat. I tried to get
comfortable and closed my eyes. What a fucking weekend. I was going to need a vacation from my
vacation.
I obviously needed the sleep, because I was lightly shook by a flight attendant telling me that we had
landed in Denver and I was the last one on board. I felt slightly embarrassed at the fact that I hadn’t
even noticed that we had landed.
I grabbed my bags and quickly exited. As I walked through the terminal I quickly remembered that Liam
had driven us to the airport on Friday and cursed out loud. I must have looked like a crazy person
swearing out loud to myself.
I pulled out my phone trying to mentally go through everyone that wouldn’t be mad at me for calling
them at this early hour and make the trek to the airport to pick my ass up. I started to dial up my mom
but felt someone come up close behind me.
I drove over to my mom’s house. She greeted me outon the front porch with a hug and a million ‘I am
so sorry honey’.
After I got settled into my bedroom, I found my mom and Avery on the back patio drinking mimosas. I
found a glass waiting for me on their table. I wanted to grab it, but rather dumped it down the drain and
poured a large glass of orange juice. I was going to have to break the news to my mom. I came outside
and sat next to my mom on the swing. We all sat in silence enjoying the morning breeze and sipping on
our drinks.