That's right, it's one of the last TCODT's! Happy and sadness all at the same time! Anyway...I know my actualización have been slow, but....that's only school and one o two other personal things. ^^; So, without further delay, here's the siguiente part!
*No ones POV*
So, after Thanksgiving, everything seemed to speed up. Cody and Sierra tirelessly worked to get ready for their wedding, and were actually coming along with it nicely. Meanwhile; Alejandro hadn't even noticed Noah was gone, and couldn't remember half of Thanksgiving – much to Noah's relief and slight disliking. Alejandro also still had no knowledge of Nigel; just as Noah had no knowledge of Cody's wedding día – which he didn't even think about.
It is now two week after Thanksgiving, and the apparent “dream wedding” for Sierra was exactly 16 days away from happening.
Although, the pressure put upon Cody made it feel like it was tomorrow....
*Cody's POV*
The alarms morning blare woke me up as usual. I groaned, shut off the alarm, and got up. I then took my usual morning shower, got dressed in my same suit and tie, and headed to the cocina for breakfast. Of course, once I got there, Sierra was at the table. Of course, asides from a plate-full of doughnuts in the table, there were all these papers scattered around the whole mesa, tabla that almost hid the doughnuts. She then looks up, and gives me the biggest smile I've ever seen.
“Good morning honey!” Sierra squealed. I winced slightly a her voices volume - I never really liked loud noises whenever I woke up - but I managed to fake a just as happy smile.
“Hey Sierra.” I respond. “So...whats with all these papers?”
“Oh, these?” Sierra asks while picking up a nearby paper. “There nothing really. Just a couple of order forms for comida and stuff for the wedding. I tried waiting for tu to wake up so we could pick out the comida before tu went to work, but...I was just to excited!” I nod, and head over to the coffee maker.
“Hey, it happens.” I says reassuringly. I grab a red mug that was nearby, and pick up the coffee pot from the machine. As I start pouring the coffee, Sierra speaks again.
“Oh, I've been meaning to ask you, who's gonna be your best man? I wanna make sure to put him on the guest lista for the reception.” the pregunta got me to suddenly wake up. I had honestly never thought about who was gonna be my best man, and...the only one I'd even half consider was Noah. But...I was trying to stay away from him....
“Uh...I....still haven't figured that out.” I admitted putting the coffee pot back. “But, trust me, I'll find a best man in time for the wedding.” Sierra got a curious look, and, for some it made me have to take a huge swig of coffee. After I downed a good portion of the hot brown liquid, I then spoke again. “So...uh...who's gonna be brides-maid?” Sierra then lost her curious look, and smiled widely.
“Jasmin and Stephanie of course!” Sierra respuestas happily. “They're two of my closest friends here in New York, and I wouldn't get married without them!” I nod, and take my coffee over to the mesa, tabla and take a asiento across from Sierra at the table.
“That's great Sierra.” I reassure her. I then take a doughnut from the plate, and take a bite out of it. Truthfully, they weren't as good as Creative Cafe's baked goods, but...they were good enough. I then helped Sierra gather a few of the papers, and ate on my doughnut some more. For some reason...I just didn't want it. After a few minutes, I quickly drank the rest of my coffee, kissed Sierra, slipped my capa on, and went off to work.
In no time, I was once again sitting at my cubical doing endless seeming work. It must have gone faster than I had thought, because, what seemed like only a matter of minutes, it was time for lunch break. With a heavy sigh; I then went to the lunch room – which I hardly go in – and just got a bag of Ruffles and a coca cola from the vending machines. I then go to a empty mesa, tabla por the window - which was odd because I thought window tables usually have tons of people at them - and slump in the seat. All day, I have had one troubling pregunta on my mind...
“Who is gonna be my best man?” I asked myself quietly. I then opened my bag of Ruffles, and silently began eating them. After the third chip; I decided to open my Coke. I then pull the tab open, and, as soon as I take a drink, I heard a chair across from me being pulled out.
“Hey Cody.” a familiar voice says. I then look up, and, sitting across from me was Jake. I then got a wide smile, and I mentally slap myself for forgetting Jake.
“Hi Jake!” I greet him warmly. “So...you could say we're...friends, right?”
“Well...of course!” Jake respuestas reassuringly. I then take in a calming breath, and decide to come right out and ask what I wanted to ask.
“So...since we're friends...I wanted to know if you...wanted to be my best man for my wedding.” I ask nervously. Jake stares at me for a moment, and I fear he might say he didn't want to do it. Of course, my doubts vanish when Jake suddenly gets a huge smile.
“Sure Cody!” Jake replies. “It'd be an honor!” I then get a relieved feeling, and I got a dopy smile.
“Thank tu so much Jake!” I exclaim. “This really means a lot to me!”
“Hey no problem! So, when is the big day.” I then tell him the date, and Jake's smile suddenly fades into a frown. “Oh...well....I can't exactly make that.”
“Wait....what?!” I ask in utter shock. “But...but why do tu say that?!”
“Well....I'm really sorry.” Jake says sheepishly. “if it was any other time I would, but, come on, it's navidad Eve for heavens sake! I have plans with Crystal, and....I'm not gonna change that. I'm sorry Cody, but....you have to fine another best man.”
“Oh....okay, I understand.” I sigh sadly. Me and Jake then eat in silence for awhile, but, soon, we both got up, and went back to our cubicles.
“Now what am I gonna do?” I ask myself sadly. Jake had been my answer for one división, split second, but, now, I was once again at square one. I then racked my brain for someone I could call and ask to be the best man, but...I drew a blank. I then remembered how, for the longest time, me and Sierra were best friends. In fact...since I started going out with her...she's sort of been my whole life. “Well....I could always call....” before I could even finish my sentence, I stopped myself in my tracks. “No...I will not call Noah unless it's absolutely necessary.”
With that conclusion, I then went back to my work – still trying to think of people to be my best man.
*Noah's POV*
I was in bed; laying wide awake as I had for seven days straight. It was, once again, a terrifying nightmare that woke me from my peaceful sleep. It had been the same one that had been waking me up for a whole week straight, and...I'm beginning to think it means something.
In my dream; I was a dog instead of a mouse, and I was chasing this snow white cat. I was chasing it in circles for a bit, but then the cat zoomed off into the street. On impulse; I take off after the cat. The cat then zooms across the road, and to the other side of it. I started to follow, but...for some reason...I froze in the middle of the street. All of a sudden; everything starts to go in slow motion.
The beeping of a car horn, the slow turning of my head, and, finally, the blinding lights of a cars headlights. I just stand there – not truly understanding what was going on. And, of course, when I finally realize I need to move, it was too late. Just as the car was about to hit me; I saw the driver. In the car, I saw the piercing green eyes of Alejandro. His mouth was twisted into an evil smirk, and....it made me think...he actually wanted to hit me. Of course, after that, everything went back to normal speed. The car would then speeds forward, and the light from the headlights engulfed me. That was always the time I woke up breathing heavy and in a cold sweat.
“What does that dream mean?” I quietly ask myself. “I mean....why would I dream of me being a dog, and Alejandro running me over?” deep down...I knew the answer to my question, but....it couldn't possibly be true. I then looked over, and I saw it was only 5:30. “I guess I should try, and go back to sleep.” I muttered. I then laid back down, and shut my eyes. After a few minutos of being quiet; I had almost fallen back to sleep. Of course, Alejandro rolls over, and his arms lays right across my chest.
“Mmm....your so beautiful.” Alejandro mumbled in his sleep. He then starts to lick and suck on my neck; making me very uncomfortable for some reason.
“Alejandro, time to wake up.” I whispered. I then wait for a few minutes, but Alejandro doesn't wake. “Please...Alejandro...wake up..” I then start to gently mover out from under his arm, but Alejandro's hands then slid to my waist, and he pulls me closer.
“Don't play games babe.” Alejandro mutters in his apparent deep sleep. He then goes back to subconsciously licking and sucking my neck.
“Okay...this is getting plain creepy.” I mutter. I then gently put my hand under his arm, and slowly slid out. While keeping his arms elevated; I then used my other hand to grab my pillow, and put it in my place. Alejandro immediately starts to lick and suck the pillow, and I take this opportunity to slowly and cautiously backed off the bed. As soon as my feet hit the floor; I quickly tip-toed to the dresser. I then dressed, and tip-toed to the door. I cringed a few times, because a few of my steps made the boards on the floor creek. But, luckily, Alejandro remained in a deep sleep.
Once I came to the door; I silently opened it, and tip-toed out. I then tip-toed through the house. Once I got to the door; I stopped to take my chaqueta off the hooks. I then slipped out into the cold December morning (it had frosted, but not fully snowed) and a certain type of calmness came over me.
“Thank god that's over with.” I sigh in relief. A thought then strikes me; why didn't I simply wake Alejandro when he started to lick my neck? I mean...I don't like when he does that, so...why didn't I wake him? “I need to walk this off.” I mumbled. I then set off down the street, and I naturally went to the metro. After a ride on my usual train; I then walked down the calle until I was at the cafe. I immediately went inside, and I saw Crystal cleaning off a few tables.
“Hey Noah!” Crystal greeted. She then put the cleaning supplies for the mesa, tabla on the counter, and picked up a mop and bucket that were nearby.
“Hey Crystal,” I respond as Crystal begins to mop. “So...whats with all the cleaning?”
“Simple really.” Crystal says. “Someone who's considering applying for a job here is coming in for an interview, and I just want the place to be clean and inviting.”
“I see.” I reply. I then start to head to the counter, but Crystal then uses the mop handle to stop me.
“Actually,” Crystal begins with a smile. “Your not working counter today. Brandy's sick, tu see, and I need someone to man the kitchen. Now, before tu say anything about how tu have no cooking experience, all I want tu to do is clean the kitchen.
“Fine.” I mumble; knowing there was no point in protesting. So, I then slump into the kitchen, and look around. The only really dirty thing was the floor, so I decide to start with it. I got the mop and bucket out of the supply closet, and began mopping the grimy tile floor. As I was doing so; Crystal came in and sat cross-legged on a nearby counter. “Uh...can I help you?” I asked as Crystal stared at me.
“Oh, don't mind me!” Crystal says merrily. “I'm just here to make sure the cocina gets cleaned properly! Besides, I put the close sign up! That means I can make sure tu do a very thorough job!” I give Crystal a weird look, but then turn my attention back to the floor.
“Whatever.” I mutter as I being to mop again. I didn't know how long it took, but I swore I mopped for about a half hora before the floor was finally clean! I put the mop and bucket back, and bring out a rag and a sifón, spritzer filled with cleaner. “Might as well get the stove.” I sighed sadly. I then take my supplies over to the oven, and open the rectangular door. Even though it looked clean from the outside; the stove was completely filthy on the inside.
“Oh, I almost forgot!” Crystal speaks up. “Brandy told me to tell tu to clean the stove until it's totally spot free!” I then blinked in surprise, and then look into the filthy stove.
“You can't possibly be serious.” I say as blandly as I could. “That take, like, two decades!”
“Sorry,” Crystal says sympathetically. “But I don't own the stove. It's Brandy's, and the stove gets cleaned however she wants it to get cleaned.” well...I guess that is a good point. With a heavy sigh; I then take the rag and spritzer, and slowly start to crawl into the stove. I then began to violently scrub the metal walls until my hands we're actually soar. After what seemed like hours of scrubbing; I had finally scrubbed the inside of the stove to a great shine.
“Okay....I'm finally done.” I groaned out as I got out of the stove.
“Great job Noah!” Crystal says encouragingly. She then opened her mouth to say something out, but, when she did, the campana on the cafe's front door rang – signaling we have a costumer.
“Hello,” someone called out. “I'm here for the job!”
“I'll be right there!” Crystal calls out. She then grabs my shoulders, and shove me in front of the sink – which was filled with dirty dishes. “Okay, while I interview this person, I need tu to get these dishes done!” before I could even say another word; Crystal scurries out into the common area. I stare blankly at the door, and then just give in and start to wash dishes.
“Ugh...I so deserve a break.” I mumbled as the sink began to fill with soupy water. As I start to do the first dish; I decide I wasn't gonna continue doing this. “Might as well go see the new guy.” I then slip off my apron, and head out into the common area. Crystal was sitting at a mesa, tabla with this.....girl...or maybe a boy. Anyway, whoever they were, they had tanned skin, long brown hair, and green eyes. “Looks like another winner.” with that comment; I slid into a nearby chair and rest my head on the table. My eyes start to flutter shut, and I seriously think I might fall asleep.
“God dammit Noah!” Crystal yells; making me wake up instantly. “Get back to work, o your out of a job!” I grumble slightly, but then get up and go back into the kitchen. I then go straight back to the dishes and start to wash them. After I had finished at least half of them; I started to think about my dream again. As I replay it; I almost get a better understanding of it. Of course, it was a dream, so I didn't really know what it meant.
Of course...if I was right...that meant Alejandro is bad news.
*No ones POV*
So, the two spent the rest of the día with preguntas on their brains.
Cody kept trying to figure out who will be his best man, and Noah was trying to think of why he kept having that dream. Of course, the preguntas on their brains couldn't be answered easily. They both had growing doubles, but they couldn't let them mostrar at work.
So, they spent the rest of the día doing their work, and secretly trying to find the answer to their preguntas in their own mind.
*Cody's POV*
I had been typing on my computer ever since I got back from eating lunch, and was just now getting finished with the many reports I had to do.
“Finally,” I sigh as I press enter on the last file. “Everything's done, and filed away.” I then shut down my computer, put away some lose papers on my escritorio in the filing cabinet, and headed to the door. Once I got there, I grabbed my capa off the line of hooks (which coats were also hooked on) put it on, and went out into the windy evening. “Man it's cold.” I say as a wicked wind blew; chilling me to the bone. I then fight my way against the wind to the metro, and I get on my usual train.
There was a great number of people aboard the train, so I decide to just stand. After a few short stops; the train finally arrives at my stop. I abruptly got off the train, and, after another long fight against the wind, I arrive at my home. I then enter, take my capa off, and hand it on the hook. I then go further into the house, and, at the cocina table, I once again see Sierra with tons of things around her.
“Hi honey!” Sierra says I approach the table. “How was your day?”
“It was good.” I reply. “Just the same old I guess. So, how was your day?”
“Oh I'm so glad tu asked!” Sierra squealed. She then reaches over, and grabs a small white box with the label; 'Create-a-card' on the side. She then opens it, reaches in, and brings out a manila-colored card of some kind. “I saw this thing for customized cards online, I had to order some! I made them about a week ago, and their finally here!”
“Wait...customized cards?” I ask. Sierra then nods, and shoves the cards into my hands. On the cover were these gold-colored bells in the middle with little white doves holding aceituna, oliva branches on each corner. I the open the card, and, inside, there's cursive, purple-colored, escritura with a miniature but legible map at the bottom. The escritura reads;
You and yours are invited to the wedding of;
Cody Anderson and Sierra Lench.
It will be held on navidad Eve 2011 in the Church off
Spring Mill road at Seven o'clock PM.
Apparel is formal, so we're requesting suit and tie for men.
Reception will be at Nine o'clock in the ball-room across the street.
For additional information; tu can reach us at: 812-234-9301
We hope to see tu there!
“So, what do tu think?” Sierra asks excitedly.
“There...there very creative Sierra.” I reply; not really knowing what to say. The cards were very beautiful, but...i just had one concern....
“Great!” Sierra gushes. “So, I'm gonna send these cards to both our families!” and there's the concern.
“Okay then.” I say with uncertainty. I then sit down, and we get started addressing the many cards. Sierra sent a lot to her many aunts, uncles, cousins, and, of course, her parents. I, on the other hand, just sent three; one to my uncle, one to my aunt, and, finally, one to my parents. Soon; all the cards Sierra had ordered were labeled, stamped, and ready for mailing. We then get some meat and bread, and make sandwiches for dinner. After we were done, Sierra picked up the cards once again.
“Oh, I can't wait!” Sierra announces. “I'm gonna go mail them right now!” I momentarily panic, and, before Sierra got anywhere, I grabbed her arm.
“No!” I protested. Sierra gives me a concerned look, and I quickly think of something to say. “No...I would like to mail them.”
“Oh,” Sierra says happily. “Why didn't tu just say so?” she then hands me the cards, and I smile.
“Thanks!” I say. I then hurry to the door, slip on my coat, and head outside. I then fight against the wind until I finally get to the mailbox. I then open the little door, and slip Sierra's cards into it. I then look at my cards, and just stared at them for a couple of minutes.
“No....I can't send these.” I sigh bitterly. I then close the mailbox door, and put my cards under my shirt. “Man...I really hate doing this, but...my parents can't come! They'd tell Sierra all about how I dated Noah, and...I don't ever want he to find out about that.” at that moment; I realize two things. One is that I need to think of an excuse for my parents not to come, and two....I was talking to myself. I then go back inside, hang my capa up, and go into the living room.
We had already decorated for the holidays, so our house was very festive. We had a beautiful artificial árbol with multicolored lights, and a magnificent estrella tree-topper. The whole house eperlano like peppermints, and there was navidad themes decorations throughout the house.
“Aw, tu look cold sweetie.” Sierra coos from the couch. “Come over here, and let me warm tu up.” Sierra's words make me smile, and....snuggling on the sofá with her sounds great.
“Sure.” I respond. I then go over to the couch, and sit siguiente to Sierra. Once I sit down; Sierra moves into my lap, and snuggles into me. I lightly start to stroke her short purple hair, and, in a matter of minutes, Sierra is fast asleep. “Man...she looks cute when she's seeping.” I whisper to myself. I then lightly shite Sierra's position on my lap to where she's even closer to me.
“Mmm....Cody.” Sierra mumbles as she dreams. I them smile, and a huge wave of guilt washes over to me. I then realize....I have been lying to Sierra about almost everything recently.
“But....it' nothing major.” I remind myself. “There just....little white lies. They don't even count, and...there to protect her! So...it's like...there meant to be told.” of course, I try to keep telling myself this, but.... can't help feeling...I'm just lying to myself. But, I didn't have time to think about this, because, due to stress from the wedding, work, and other stuff, my eyes grow heavy. I then let my body drift naturally into sleep. Of course, there was one last thought before I fell completely asleep.
I wonder how long I can keep the truth about me dating Noah from Sierra.
*Noah's POV*
I was finally done with cleaning the kitchen, plus a few other places, and my whole body ached from my head to my toes. I had literally spent the whole día cleaning, and it was actually harder than it sounds. After the dishes; I had to dust all the shelves in the cafe, scrub the sinks till they shined, mopped the floors in the bathroom, cleaned the stalls, cleaned all the windows, and, finally, I scrubbed the counter.
“Very nice Noah!” Crystal beams as she scans the cafe. “This place has never looked this clean! Anyway, your back on counter duty for the rest of your shift.” a wave of joy overcomes me as Crystal tells me this. I hadn't really liked counter duty, but anything was better than the cleaning I did.
“Thanks.” I say weakly. I then wobble slightly to the counter, and I happily sit down on the stool. Crystal then goes back to where ever she goes to during the day. I then sigh in relief, and rest my head on the counter. I normally wouldn't do this, but, it was way past morning, and no one ever came in at this time. The hard wooden parte superior, arriba actually feels comfortable, and my eyes start to flutter shut. And, of course, at that exact moment, Crystal comes back out. “Ugh, what do I have to clean now?” I ask as I sat up in my anterior position.
“Nothing.” Crystal replies. “I just wanted to tell tu your free to leave; your shift over.” I then give Crystal a 'are tu serious' look. She had just run me ragged, made me clean for the whole day, and when I finally get settled down it's time to leave?!
“....okay.” I simple say; feeling to tired for a snappy come-back. I then get up, take off my apron, slip on my coat, and go to the front door of the cafe.
“See tu tomorrow!” Crystal calls out as I open the door.
“See you!” I call back. I then go out into the December night, and was meet with strong, cold winds. But, of course, I was too tired to mutter anything as I usually would in this situation. I just brace myself, and keep trucking along.
After a long struggle against the howling winds; I had finally made it to the metro. I then went onto my usual train, and, thankfully, there was only a few other people aboard. I then take the first available seat, and lay my head against the window. As the metro speeds down the tracks; I have to force myself to stay awake. The slight rocking of the train and the quiet talking of the people aboard are like a lullaby. Of course, the metro thankfully gets to my stop before I give into sleep. I then leave the warmth and comfort of the metro, and go out into the harsh weather of the outside world.
“Why couldn't the metro be closer to the apartment?” I grumbled as I began to walk against the wind. After what seemed like hours of walking in the freezing winds; I had finally gotten to my apartment. I then opened the door, and stepped inside. I then hang my capa on the hook, and a voice speaks up.
“Well hello, and welcome inicial Noah.” someone says. I then turn around to Alejandro looking at me.
“Oh....hey Alejandro.” I reply. “Not to be rude, but don't tu usually get off of work later in the day?” Alejandro smile at my question, and nods.
“Normally yes,” Alejandro explains, walking right up to me. “But, since I am the co-owner of the restaurant, I got to leave early as a.....Christmas gift, shall we say? Besides,” Alejandro then tilt my chin up with his pointer and middle finger, causing our eyes to lock. “I'd rather be here with you; mi amor greates(1).” I knew a little Spanish, so Alejandro's words made me blush and smile.
“Thanks.” I say, and, before I could say anything else, Alejandro leans in and kisses me. I quickly return the kiss, and, after a brief make-out secession, we separate. When we do, I yawn.
“Well, do my kisses tire tu mi amor?” Alejandro asks teasingly.
“No,” I reassure him with a smile. “Of course not. I've just been cleaning all día at the cafe, and....it just wiped me out. I didn't mean to offend tu por yawning after we kissed...” Alejandro laughs a bit heartily, and pulls me into a hug.
“You could could never offend me Noah.” Alejandro says. I then return the hug, and....it actually felt...nice. After awhile of hugging, we separate, and Alejandro smiles down at me. “Come on Noah, lets go warm tu up on the couch.” I smile and nod. Alejandro then leads me into the living room, and I take in all the navidad decorations. We had a beautiful artificial árbol that had brilliant white lights, and a ángel graced the parte superior, arriba of the árbol instead of a star. Alejandro then leads walks me to the couch, and I obediently sit down. Alejandro then disappears into the for a moment, but then comes back with a cup of chocolate caliente with miniature marsh-mellows in it.
“Thank you.” I say as Alejandro offers me the cup. I then take it, and immediately take a swig of the hot brown liquid. “And...thanks for something other than the hot-chocolate.”
“For what?” Alejandro asks as he watches me with keen interest.
“Just...for being here.” I reply after a moment of thought. Alejandro gives me a confused look, so I decided to elaborate. “What I mean is....your always there for me. Sure, we have our ups and downs, but, whatever happens, I fell like...you have my back.” Alejandro smiles, and puts an arm around me.
“I feel the same way mi querida marioneta(2).” I don't really understand what Alejandro called me, but...just from the way he dicho it maid me feel....important. I then take another drink from my hot-chocolate, and set it gently on the floor. I then snuggle up to Alejandro, and he gladly wraps his arms around my waist. We then spend the siguiente couple of moments in silent bliss, and...for the first time...I truly feel....Alejandro loves me. “Warm enough Noah?” Alejandro asks, breaking the silence.
“Yeah....I'm always warm in your arms.” I reply. Alejandro then start to slowly stroke my hair, and he lightly kisses the parte superior, arriba of my head.
“I'm glad.” Alejandro whispers. I then lay my head on the crook of his shoulder, and take in his naturally pleasing scent. 'Maybe I was wrong about him.' I thought as I start to feel drowsy. Then, out of the blue, an image of Cody flashes in my mind. I then remember our talk at the cafe, us looking at the stars...the kiss we shared. A wave of guilt spreads through me, and....I suddenly feel bad about lying to Alejandro.
“Hey...Alejandro?” I spoke up, catching Alejandro's attention.
“Yeah?” Alejandro responds in a concerned tone. He then looks at me with these caring...loving...compassionate eyes, and....I realize if I tell him about the kiss....it would just ruin this perfect and beautiful moment.
“Oh...nothing.” I reply happily. “I just wanted to let tu know....you the best thing in my life.” Alejandro smiles at my words, and I decided to something I haven't. I kissed him. I just leaned forward, and we were sharing a kiss. We kept it just a lip kiss, but....it was the most magical kiss we've ever shared. We separated after while, and I got back into my original position. Alejandro then starts to stroke my hair again, and I start to feel sleepy again. But, this time, I decided to give into my fatigue.
I then let my eyes shut without struggle, and I decide that...one little secret isn't gonna hurt anything.
Aw yeah, look who finally updated this! :D Anyway, we're getting REALLY close to the ending, and I am SO excited for it! Oh, and, if tu have suggestions for the ending, please leave them in the comments! :3 And, now, I will end this part por telling tu what all those words Alejandro dicho to Noah meant!
1 – My greatest love
2 – My loveable puppet
See tu guys siguiente chapter!
*No ones POV*
So, after Thanksgiving, everything seemed to speed up. Cody and Sierra tirelessly worked to get ready for their wedding, and were actually coming along with it nicely. Meanwhile; Alejandro hadn't even noticed Noah was gone, and couldn't remember half of Thanksgiving – much to Noah's relief and slight disliking. Alejandro also still had no knowledge of Nigel; just as Noah had no knowledge of Cody's wedding día – which he didn't even think about.
It is now two week after Thanksgiving, and the apparent “dream wedding” for Sierra was exactly 16 days away from happening.
Although, the pressure put upon Cody made it feel like it was tomorrow....
*Cody's POV*
The alarms morning blare woke me up as usual. I groaned, shut off the alarm, and got up. I then took my usual morning shower, got dressed in my same suit and tie, and headed to the cocina for breakfast. Of course, once I got there, Sierra was at the table. Of course, asides from a plate-full of doughnuts in the table, there were all these papers scattered around the whole mesa, tabla that almost hid the doughnuts. She then looks up, and gives me the biggest smile I've ever seen.
“Good morning honey!” Sierra squealed. I winced slightly a her voices volume - I never really liked loud noises whenever I woke up - but I managed to fake a just as happy smile.
“Hey Sierra.” I respond. “So...whats with all these papers?”
“Oh, these?” Sierra asks while picking up a nearby paper. “There nothing really. Just a couple of order forms for comida and stuff for the wedding. I tried waiting for tu to wake up so we could pick out the comida before tu went to work, but...I was just to excited!” I nod, and head over to the coffee maker.
“Hey, it happens.” I says reassuringly. I grab a red mug that was nearby, and pick up the coffee pot from the machine. As I start pouring the coffee, Sierra speaks again.
“Oh, I've been meaning to ask you, who's gonna be your best man? I wanna make sure to put him on the guest lista for the reception.” the pregunta got me to suddenly wake up. I had honestly never thought about who was gonna be my best man, and...the only one I'd even half consider was Noah. But...I was trying to stay away from him....
“Uh...I....still haven't figured that out.” I admitted putting the coffee pot back. “But, trust me, I'll find a best man in time for the wedding.” Sierra got a curious look, and, for some it made me have to take a huge swig of coffee. After I downed a good portion of the hot brown liquid, I then spoke again. “So...uh...who's gonna be brides-maid?” Sierra then lost her curious look, and smiled widely.
“Jasmin and Stephanie of course!” Sierra respuestas happily. “They're two of my closest friends here in New York, and I wouldn't get married without them!” I nod, and take my coffee over to the mesa, tabla and take a asiento across from Sierra at the table.
“That's great Sierra.” I reassure her. I then take a doughnut from the plate, and take a bite out of it. Truthfully, they weren't as good as Creative Cafe's baked goods, but...they were good enough. I then helped Sierra gather a few of the papers, and ate on my doughnut some more. For some reason...I just didn't want it. After a few minutes, I quickly drank the rest of my coffee, kissed Sierra, slipped my capa on, and went off to work.
In no time, I was once again sitting at my cubical doing endless seeming work. It must have gone faster than I had thought, because, what seemed like only a matter of minutes, it was time for lunch break. With a heavy sigh; I then went to the lunch room – which I hardly go in – and just got a bag of Ruffles and a coca cola from the vending machines. I then go to a empty mesa, tabla por the window - which was odd because I thought window tables usually have tons of people at them - and slump in the seat. All day, I have had one troubling pregunta on my mind...
“Who is gonna be my best man?” I asked myself quietly. I then opened my bag of Ruffles, and silently began eating them. After the third chip; I decided to open my Coke. I then pull the tab open, and, as soon as I take a drink, I heard a chair across from me being pulled out.
“Hey Cody.” a familiar voice says. I then look up, and, sitting across from me was Jake. I then got a wide smile, and I mentally slap myself for forgetting Jake.
“Hi Jake!” I greet him warmly. “So...you could say we're...friends, right?”
“Well...of course!” Jake respuestas reassuringly. I then take in a calming breath, and decide to come right out and ask what I wanted to ask.
“So...since we're friends...I wanted to know if you...wanted to be my best man for my wedding.” I ask nervously. Jake stares at me for a moment, and I fear he might say he didn't want to do it. Of course, my doubts vanish when Jake suddenly gets a huge smile.
“Sure Cody!” Jake replies. “It'd be an honor!” I then get a relieved feeling, and I got a dopy smile.
“Thank tu so much Jake!” I exclaim. “This really means a lot to me!”
“Hey no problem! So, when is the big day.” I then tell him the date, and Jake's smile suddenly fades into a frown. “Oh...well....I can't exactly make that.”
“Wait....what?!” I ask in utter shock. “But...but why do tu say that?!”
“Well....I'm really sorry.” Jake says sheepishly. “if it was any other time I would, but, come on, it's navidad Eve for heavens sake! I have plans with Crystal, and....I'm not gonna change that. I'm sorry Cody, but....you have to fine another best man.”
“Oh....okay, I understand.” I sigh sadly. Me and Jake then eat in silence for awhile, but, soon, we both got up, and went back to our cubicles.
“Now what am I gonna do?” I ask myself sadly. Jake had been my answer for one división, split second, but, now, I was once again at square one. I then racked my brain for someone I could call and ask to be the best man, but...I drew a blank. I then remembered how, for the longest time, me and Sierra were best friends. In fact...since I started going out with her...she's sort of been my whole life. “Well....I could always call....” before I could even finish my sentence, I stopped myself in my tracks. “No...I will not call Noah unless it's absolutely necessary.”
With that conclusion, I then went back to my work – still trying to think of people to be my best man.
*Noah's POV*
I was in bed; laying wide awake as I had for seven days straight. It was, once again, a terrifying nightmare that woke me from my peaceful sleep. It had been the same one that had been waking me up for a whole week straight, and...I'm beginning to think it means something.
In my dream; I was a dog instead of a mouse, and I was chasing this snow white cat. I was chasing it in circles for a bit, but then the cat zoomed off into the street. On impulse; I take off after the cat. The cat then zooms across the road, and to the other side of it. I started to follow, but...for some reason...I froze in the middle of the street. All of a sudden; everything starts to go in slow motion.
The beeping of a car horn, the slow turning of my head, and, finally, the blinding lights of a cars headlights. I just stand there – not truly understanding what was going on. And, of course, when I finally realize I need to move, it was too late. Just as the car was about to hit me; I saw the driver. In the car, I saw the piercing green eyes of Alejandro. His mouth was twisted into an evil smirk, and....it made me think...he actually wanted to hit me. Of course, after that, everything went back to normal speed. The car would then speeds forward, and the light from the headlights engulfed me. That was always the time I woke up breathing heavy and in a cold sweat.
“What does that dream mean?” I quietly ask myself. “I mean....why would I dream of me being a dog, and Alejandro running me over?” deep down...I knew the answer to my question, but....it couldn't possibly be true. I then looked over, and I saw it was only 5:30. “I guess I should try, and go back to sleep.” I muttered. I then laid back down, and shut my eyes. After a few minutos of being quiet; I had almost fallen back to sleep. Of course, Alejandro rolls over, and his arms lays right across my chest.
“Mmm....your so beautiful.” Alejandro mumbled in his sleep. He then starts to lick and suck on my neck; making me very uncomfortable for some reason.
“Alejandro, time to wake up.” I whispered. I then wait for a few minutes, but Alejandro doesn't wake. “Please...Alejandro...wake up..” I then start to gently mover out from under his arm, but Alejandro's hands then slid to my waist, and he pulls me closer.
“Don't play games babe.” Alejandro mutters in his apparent deep sleep. He then goes back to subconsciously licking and sucking my neck.
“Okay...this is getting plain creepy.” I mutter. I then gently put my hand under his arm, and slowly slid out. While keeping his arms elevated; I then used my other hand to grab my pillow, and put it in my place. Alejandro immediately starts to lick and suck the pillow, and I take this opportunity to slowly and cautiously backed off the bed. As soon as my feet hit the floor; I quickly tip-toed to the dresser. I then dressed, and tip-toed to the door. I cringed a few times, because a few of my steps made the boards on the floor creek. But, luckily, Alejandro remained in a deep sleep.
Once I came to the door; I silently opened it, and tip-toed out. I then tip-toed through the house. Once I got to the door; I stopped to take my chaqueta off the hooks. I then slipped out into the cold December morning (it had frosted, but not fully snowed) and a certain type of calmness came over me.
“Thank god that's over with.” I sigh in relief. A thought then strikes me; why didn't I simply wake Alejandro when he started to lick my neck? I mean...I don't like when he does that, so...why didn't I wake him? “I need to walk this off.” I mumbled. I then set off down the street, and I naturally went to the metro. After a ride on my usual train; I then walked down the calle until I was at the cafe. I immediately went inside, and I saw Crystal cleaning off a few tables.
“Hey Noah!” Crystal greeted. She then put the cleaning supplies for the mesa, tabla on the counter, and picked up a mop and bucket that were nearby.
“Hey Crystal,” I respond as Crystal begins to mop. “So...whats with all the cleaning?”
“Simple really.” Crystal says. “Someone who's considering applying for a job here is coming in for an interview, and I just want the place to be clean and inviting.”
“I see.” I reply. I then start to head to the counter, but Crystal then uses the mop handle to stop me.
“Actually,” Crystal begins with a smile. “Your not working counter today. Brandy's sick, tu see, and I need someone to man the kitchen. Now, before tu say anything about how tu have no cooking experience, all I want tu to do is clean the kitchen.
“Fine.” I mumble; knowing there was no point in protesting. So, I then slump into the kitchen, and look around. The only really dirty thing was the floor, so I decide to start with it. I got the mop and bucket out of the supply closet, and began mopping the grimy tile floor. As I was doing so; Crystal came in and sat cross-legged on a nearby counter. “Uh...can I help you?” I asked as Crystal stared at me.
“Oh, don't mind me!” Crystal says merrily. “I'm just here to make sure the cocina gets cleaned properly! Besides, I put the close sign up! That means I can make sure tu do a very thorough job!” I give Crystal a weird look, but then turn my attention back to the floor.
“Whatever.” I mutter as I being to mop again. I didn't know how long it took, but I swore I mopped for about a half hora before the floor was finally clean! I put the mop and bucket back, and bring out a rag and a sifón, spritzer filled with cleaner. “Might as well get the stove.” I sighed sadly. I then take my supplies over to the oven, and open the rectangular door. Even though it looked clean from the outside; the stove was completely filthy on the inside.
“Oh, I almost forgot!” Crystal speaks up. “Brandy told me to tell tu to clean the stove until it's totally spot free!” I then blinked in surprise, and then look into the filthy stove.
“You can't possibly be serious.” I say as blandly as I could. “That take, like, two decades!”
“Sorry,” Crystal says sympathetically. “But I don't own the stove. It's Brandy's, and the stove gets cleaned however she wants it to get cleaned.” well...I guess that is a good point. With a heavy sigh; I then take the rag and spritzer, and slowly start to crawl into the stove. I then began to violently scrub the metal walls until my hands we're actually soar. After what seemed like hours of scrubbing; I had finally scrubbed the inside of the stove to a great shine.
“Okay....I'm finally done.” I groaned out as I got out of the stove.
“Great job Noah!” Crystal says encouragingly. She then opened her mouth to say something out, but, when she did, the campana on the cafe's front door rang – signaling we have a costumer.
“Hello,” someone called out. “I'm here for the job!”
“I'll be right there!” Crystal calls out. She then grabs my shoulders, and shove me in front of the sink – which was filled with dirty dishes. “Okay, while I interview this person, I need tu to get these dishes done!” before I could even say another word; Crystal scurries out into the common area. I stare blankly at the door, and then just give in and start to wash dishes.
“Ugh...I so deserve a break.” I mumbled as the sink began to fill with soupy water. As I start to do the first dish; I decide I wasn't gonna continue doing this. “Might as well go see the new guy.” I then slip off my apron, and head out into the common area. Crystal was sitting at a mesa, tabla with this.....girl...or maybe a boy. Anyway, whoever they were, they had tanned skin, long brown hair, and green eyes. “Looks like another winner.” with that comment; I slid into a nearby chair and rest my head on the table. My eyes start to flutter shut, and I seriously think I might fall asleep.
“God dammit Noah!” Crystal yells; making me wake up instantly. “Get back to work, o your out of a job!” I grumble slightly, but then get up and go back into the kitchen. I then go straight back to the dishes and start to wash them. After I had finished at least half of them; I started to think about my dream again. As I replay it; I almost get a better understanding of it. Of course, it was a dream, so I didn't really know what it meant.
Of course...if I was right...that meant Alejandro is bad news.
*No ones POV*
So, the two spent the rest of the día with preguntas on their brains.
Cody kept trying to figure out who will be his best man, and Noah was trying to think of why he kept having that dream. Of course, the preguntas on their brains couldn't be answered easily. They both had growing doubles, but they couldn't let them mostrar at work.
So, they spent the rest of the día doing their work, and secretly trying to find the answer to their preguntas in their own mind.
*Cody's POV*
I had been typing on my computer ever since I got back from eating lunch, and was just now getting finished with the many reports I had to do.
“Finally,” I sigh as I press enter on the last file. “Everything's done, and filed away.” I then shut down my computer, put away some lose papers on my escritorio in the filing cabinet, and headed to the door. Once I got there, I grabbed my capa off the line of hooks (which coats were also hooked on) put it on, and went out into the windy evening. “Man it's cold.” I say as a wicked wind blew; chilling me to the bone. I then fight my way against the wind to the metro, and I get on my usual train.
There was a great number of people aboard the train, so I decide to just stand. After a few short stops; the train finally arrives at my stop. I abruptly got off the train, and, after another long fight against the wind, I arrive at my home. I then enter, take my capa off, and hand it on the hook. I then go further into the house, and, at the cocina table, I once again see Sierra with tons of things around her.
“Hi honey!” Sierra says I approach the table. “How was your day?”
“It was good.” I reply. “Just the same old I guess. So, how was your day?”
“Oh I'm so glad tu asked!” Sierra squealed. She then reaches over, and grabs a small white box with the label; 'Create-a-card' on the side. She then opens it, reaches in, and brings out a manila-colored card of some kind. “I saw this thing for customized cards online, I had to order some! I made them about a week ago, and their finally here!”
“Wait...customized cards?” I ask. Sierra then nods, and shoves the cards into my hands. On the cover were these gold-colored bells in the middle with little white doves holding aceituna, oliva branches on each corner. I the open the card, and, inside, there's cursive, purple-colored, escritura with a miniature but legible map at the bottom. The escritura reads;
You and yours are invited to the wedding of;
Cody Anderson and Sierra Lench.
It will be held on navidad Eve 2011 in the Church off
Spring Mill road at Seven o'clock PM.
Apparel is formal, so we're requesting suit and tie for men.
Reception will be at Nine o'clock in the ball-room across the street.
For additional information; tu can reach us at: 812-234-9301
We hope to see tu there!
“So, what do tu think?” Sierra asks excitedly.
“There...there very creative Sierra.” I reply; not really knowing what to say. The cards were very beautiful, but...i just had one concern....
“Great!” Sierra gushes. “So, I'm gonna send these cards to both our families!” and there's the concern.
“Okay then.” I say with uncertainty. I then sit down, and we get started addressing the many cards. Sierra sent a lot to her many aunts, uncles, cousins, and, of course, her parents. I, on the other hand, just sent three; one to my uncle, one to my aunt, and, finally, one to my parents. Soon; all the cards Sierra had ordered were labeled, stamped, and ready for mailing. We then get some meat and bread, and make sandwiches for dinner. After we were done, Sierra picked up the cards once again.
“Oh, I can't wait!” Sierra announces. “I'm gonna go mail them right now!” I momentarily panic, and, before Sierra got anywhere, I grabbed her arm.
“No!” I protested. Sierra gives me a concerned look, and I quickly think of something to say. “No...I would like to mail them.”
“Oh,” Sierra says happily. “Why didn't tu just say so?” she then hands me the cards, and I smile.
“Thanks!” I say. I then hurry to the door, slip on my coat, and head outside. I then fight against the wind until I finally get to the mailbox. I then open the little door, and slip Sierra's cards into it. I then look at my cards, and just stared at them for a couple of minutes.
“No....I can't send these.” I sigh bitterly. I then close the mailbox door, and put my cards under my shirt. “Man...I really hate doing this, but...my parents can't come! They'd tell Sierra all about how I dated Noah, and...I don't ever want he to find out about that.” at that moment; I realize two things. One is that I need to think of an excuse for my parents not to come, and two....I was talking to myself. I then go back inside, hang my capa up, and go into the living room.
We had already decorated for the holidays, so our house was very festive. We had a beautiful artificial árbol with multicolored lights, and a magnificent estrella tree-topper. The whole house eperlano like peppermints, and there was navidad themes decorations throughout the house.
“Aw, tu look cold sweetie.” Sierra coos from the couch. “Come over here, and let me warm tu up.” Sierra's words make me smile, and....snuggling on the sofá with her sounds great.
“Sure.” I respond. I then go over to the couch, and sit siguiente to Sierra. Once I sit down; Sierra moves into my lap, and snuggles into me. I lightly start to stroke her short purple hair, and, in a matter of minutes, Sierra is fast asleep. “Man...she looks cute when she's seeping.” I whisper to myself. I then lightly shite Sierra's position on my lap to where she's even closer to me.
“Mmm....Cody.” Sierra mumbles as she dreams. I them smile, and a huge wave of guilt washes over to me. I then realize....I have been lying to Sierra about almost everything recently.
“But....it' nothing major.” I remind myself. “There just....little white lies. They don't even count, and...there to protect her! So...it's like...there meant to be told.” of course, I try to keep telling myself this, but.... can't help feeling...I'm just lying to myself. But, I didn't have time to think about this, because, due to stress from the wedding, work, and other stuff, my eyes grow heavy. I then let my body drift naturally into sleep. Of course, there was one last thought before I fell completely asleep.
I wonder how long I can keep the truth about me dating Noah from Sierra.
*Noah's POV*
I was finally done with cleaning the kitchen, plus a few other places, and my whole body ached from my head to my toes. I had literally spent the whole día cleaning, and it was actually harder than it sounds. After the dishes; I had to dust all the shelves in the cafe, scrub the sinks till they shined, mopped the floors in the bathroom, cleaned the stalls, cleaned all the windows, and, finally, I scrubbed the counter.
“Very nice Noah!” Crystal beams as she scans the cafe. “This place has never looked this clean! Anyway, your back on counter duty for the rest of your shift.” a wave of joy overcomes me as Crystal tells me this. I hadn't really liked counter duty, but anything was better than the cleaning I did.
“Thanks.” I say weakly. I then wobble slightly to the counter, and I happily sit down on the stool. Crystal then goes back to where ever she goes to during the day. I then sigh in relief, and rest my head on the counter. I normally wouldn't do this, but, it was way past morning, and no one ever came in at this time. The hard wooden parte superior, arriba actually feels comfortable, and my eyes start to flutter shut. And, of course, at that exact moment, Crystal comes back out. “Ugh, what do I have to clean now?” I ask as I sat up in my anterior position.
“Nothing.” Crystal replies. “I just wanted to tell tu your free to leave; your shift over.” I then give Crystal a 'are tu serious' look. She had just run me ragged, made me clean for the whole day, and when I finally get settled down it's time to leave?!
“....okay.” I simple say; feeling to tired for a snappy come-back. I then get up, take off my apron, slip on my coat, and go to the front door of the cafe.
“See tu tomorrow!” Crystal calls out as I open the door.
“See you!” I call back. I then go out into the December night, and was meet with strong, cold winds. But, of course, I was too tired to mutter anything as I usually would in this situation. I just brace myself, and keep trucking along.
After a long struggle against the howling winds; I had finally made it to the metro. I then went onto my usual train, and, thankfully, there was only a few other people aboard. I then take the first available seat, and lay my head against the window. As the metro speeds down the tracks; I have to force myself to stay awake. The slight rocking of the train and the quiet talking of the people aboard are like a lullaby. Of course, the metro thankfully gets to my stop before I give into sleep. I then leave the warmth and comfort of the metro, and go out into the harsh weather of the outside world.
“Why couldn't the metro be closer to the apartment?” I grumbled as I began to walk against the wind. After what seemed like hours of walking in the freezing winds; I had finally gotten to my apartment. I then opened the door, and stepped inside. I then hang my capa on the hook, and a voice speaks up.
“Well hello, and welcome inicial Noah.” someone says. I then turn around to Alejandro looking at me.
“Oh....hey Alejandro.” I reply. “Not to be rude, but don't tu usually get off of work later in the day?” Alejandro smile at my question, and nods.
“Normally yes,” Alejandro explains, walking right up to me. “But, since I am the co-owner of the restaurant, I got to leave early as a.....Christmas gift, shall we say? Besides,” Alejandro then tilt my chin up with his pointer and middle finger, causing our eyes to lock. “I'd rather be here with you; mi amor greates(1).” I knew a little Spanish, so Alejandro's words made me blush and smile.
“Thanks.” I say, and, before I could say anything else, Alejandro leans in and kisses me. I quickly return the kiss, and, after a brief make-out secession, we separate. When we do, I yawn.
“Well, do my kisses tire tu mi amor?” Alejandro asks teasingly.
“No,” I reassure him with a smile. “Of course not. I've just been cleaning all día at the cafe, and....it just wiped me out. I didn't mean to offend tu por yawning after we kissed...” Alejandro laughs a bit heartily, and pulls me into a hug.
“You could could never offend me Noah.” Alejandro says. I then return the hug, and....it actually felt...nice. After awhile of hugging, we separate, and Alejandro smiles down at me. “Come on Noah, lets go warm tu up on the couch.” I smile and nod. Alejandro then leads me into the living room, and I take in all the navidad decorations. We had a beautiful artificial árbol that had brilliant white lights, and a ángel graced the parte superior, arriba of the árbol instead of a star. Alejandro then leads walks me to the couch, and I obediently sit down. Alejandro then disappears into the for a moment, but then comes back with a cup of chocolate caliente with miniature marsh-mellows in it.
“Thank you.” I say as Alejandro offers me the cup. I then take it, and immediately take a swig of the hot brown liquid. “And...thanks for something other than the hot-chocolate.”
“For what?” Alejandro asks as he watches me with keen interest.
“Just...for being here.” I reply after a moment of thought. Alejandro gives me a confused look, so I decided to elaborate. “What I mean is....your always there for me. Sure, we have our ups and downs, but, whatever happens, I fell like...you have my back.” Alejandro smiles, and puts an arm around me.
“I feel the same way mi querida marioneta(2).” I don't really understand what Alejandro called me, but...just from the way he dicho it maid me feel....important. I then take another drink from my hot-chocolate, and set it gently on the floor. I then snuggle up to Alejandro, and he gladly wraps his arms around my waist. We then spend the siguiente couple of moments in silent bliss, and...for the first time...I truly feel....Alejandro loves me. “Warm enough Noah?” Alejandro asks, breaking the silence.
“Yeah....I'm always warm in your arms.” I reply. Alejandro then start to slowly stroke my hair, and he lightly kisses the parte superior, arriba of my head.
“I'm glad.” Alejandro whispers. I then lay my head on the crook of his shoulder, and take in his naturally pleasing scent. 'Maybe I was wrong about him.' I thought as I start to feel drowsy. Then, out of the blue, an image of Cody flashes in my mind. I then remember our talk at the cafe, us looking at the stars...the kiss we shared. A wave of guilt spreads through me, and....I suddenly feel bad about lying to Alejandro.
“Hey...Alejandro?” I spoke up, catching Alejandro's attention.
“Yeah?” Alejandro responds in a concerned tone. He then looks at me with these caring...loving...compassionate eyes, and....I realize if I tell him about the kiss....it would just ruin this perfect and beautiful moment.
“Oh...nothing.” I reply happily. “I just wanted to let tu know....you the best thing in my life.” Alejandro smiles at my words, and I decided to something I haven't. I kissed him. I just leaned forward, and we were sharing a kiss. We kept it just a lip kiss, but....it was the most magical kiss we've ever shared. We separated after while, and I got back into my original position. Alejandro then starts to stroke my hair again, and I start to feel sleepy again. But, this time, I decided to give into my fatigue.
I then let my eyes shut without struggle, and I decide that...one little secret isn't gonna hurt anything.
Aw yeah, look who finally updated this! :D Anyway, we're getting REALLY close to the ending, and I am SO excited for it! Oh, and, if tu have suggestions for the ending, please leave them in the comments! :3 And, now, I will end this part por telling tu what all those words Alejandro dicho to Noah meant!
1 – My greatest love
2 – My loveable puppet
See tu guys siguiente chapter!
