Now and Forever

Chapter 30

"Bethany?!" I exclaimed, my eyes wide open.

"What are you doing here?!" This girl is so unbelievable! She would really come all the way to Hawaii

just because Alexander's here?! On his honeymoon?!

I stared at her wide eyed as she just smirked back at me and took a sip from her champagne.

She was wearing a midnight blue to piece swimsuit and as usual she looked amazing.

"What? Worried I came here to steal your husband? On his honeymoon? Oh come on Amelia, how

shallow do you think I am?" She took a step towards Damon. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Very shallow Bethany, I think you're very shallow.

"Anyways... Damon, you said you were going surfing." She said as she looked over at Damon.

Wait, hold up. Are they dating?!

"No Amelia, we're not dating." Damon said with a soft smile on his lips, which were nothing compared

to Alexander's lips.

Just saying!

If they're not dating, how do they know each other and why did he tell her where he was going?

I crinkled my eyebrows in confusion as I looked in between the both of them.

"Amelia, this is Bethany-" no shit Sherlock.

"My sister."

Pardon? Hot man with the nice hair say what?!

Yeah, I think he had nice hair, deal with it!

I looked in between them to make sure they weren't lying.

Damon just chuckled while Bethany rolled her eyes and took another sip from her champagne flute.

"Wow." I whispered and took a seat on the chair.

"You guys really are siblings?" I asked and looked up at both of them.

They nodded their heads yes.

"But.. But you guys look nothing alike." I reasoned as I looked at both of their facial features, looking for

similarities.

"It doesn't matter. Damon, can you please lend me your card to buy a dress for tonight's gala?" Is, she,

serious?!

Doesn't she have like a billion designer dresses she can wear to.. whatever's there tonight?!

"No Bethany, you packed a lot of dresses so I'm sure you can find something to wear." Damon said.

"But.. but I've worn all of them." Bethany whined.

"No, Bethany, wait..." he then turned to me, "Amelia, did you even know about the gala tonight?"

"No, is that why you guys came?"

Damon nodded his head yes and Bethany took a sip from her drink.

"Did you bring any dresses that you could wear to the gala?"

I shook my head no, my eyebrows furrowed out of confusion.

He smiled, which I noticed he does a lot, not like someone else I know. *cue mental eye roll*

"How about, we go, and buy you a dress?"

"What?!" Bethany and I shouted at the same time.

"It's either that, or you borrow a dress from Bethany. Choose." He then turned on his heel and walked

away, board in hand.

As I was still watching him go, Bethany grabbed my hand, her claw like nails digging into my skin.

"Hey!-" I was cut off by her dragging me to the entrance of what looked like a hotel.

"What are you doing?!" I screamed in horror as she continued dragging me.

"I'm not going to let my brother buy you a dress! If he's not going to buy me one, he shouldn't buy you

one either!" She gritted in between her teeth.

"I'm not going to let him buy me a dress!" I whisper shouted when we were in an elevator along with

other people.

"You don't know my brother like I do! If I don't lend you a dress, he's not going to stop until he buys you

dress! He'll even come over to wherever you're staying!" She whisper shouted back.

"And thats a bad thing because...?" I trailed off, referring to him coming to the villa.

"I don't think Audrey has told you, but him and Xander don't get along. If he comes over to your villa,

they'll beat each other up to a pulp!" I don't know if I'm over exaggerating or something, but I swear I

heard fear in her voice.

"Fine! You can let go of my arm now." She let go and I massaged the part she had gripped.

"Why do they hate each other anyway?" I asked when we were in the hallway.

"Why are you still talking to me?" She asked.

"Because- you know what? Never mind. I also don't know why I am." She rolled her eyes and

continued walking.

She opened the door with a key card I didn't know she had and pushed the door open.

At this point, I'm not even surprised that they were staying in a presidential suite.

I followed her through the living room, the hallway and into her bedroom.

She walked into her closet and I followed.

She walked over to some clothes that I assumed were the evening gowns because they were long

dresses.

She pulled out a navy blue dress and tossed it over to me.

"You can wear that one because I don't look nice in it." She feigned a smile.

"Then why do you have it?"

"Get out Amelia."

"Fine, no need to be rude about it." She rolled her eyes at my comment and continued looking through

her dresses.

As I was walking on the beach, towards the villa, my phone rang. I looked at the caller ID and rolled my

eyes.

I silenced my phone, ignoring the call and continued walking, enjoying the feeling of sand in between

my toes.

"Where the hell have you been?!" Alexander shouted when I walked through the back door.

"The beach." I answered and walked past him without giving him a glance.

"Since 3:00?!" I then checked my phone and it read 6:40.

"Mhm." I replied and walked up the stairs.

"Amelia!"

"What?"

"Would you stop and look at me while I'm talking to you!"

I stopped in my tracks and looked at him, dead in the eyes.

"What do you want? I have to get ready for the gala that you never told me about." I turned around and

walked into our room.

I left the door open because I know that he was following me.

"I was going to tell you if you hadn't run out to the beach!"

"You could have called." I said as I put the dress on a hanger, at this point, I don't even know how I was

so calm.

"You wouldn't have answered!"

"Gee, I wonder why."

"Amelia, look at me!" He took a hold of my arm and spun me around. And pay attention to the 'took a

hold' not 'grabbed' but 'took a hold.'

Electricity buzzed through the spot of where he was still holding and the weird part was, it felt good.

I raised an eyebrow and looked down at his hand, still on my arm, he quickly snatched his hand back

as if I had burned him.

"What?" I asked, crossing my arms across my chest.

"I don't have time for this."

He opened his mouth as if to say something but closed it, his eyes blazing with anger and walked

away, out of the closet.

Part of me was disappointed that he didn't say anything and the other part was just mad that he didn't

apologize.

I turned around and laid out everything that I was going to use and went to the bathroom to have a

shower.

***

"You've got to be kidding me." Whispered when I looked myself in the mirror.

The dress was just a no no.

It was sleeveless with a sweetheart neckline showing off some stuff it wasn't supposed to and tight

around my waist and hips and only got free from my knees downwards. The worst part? It had a long

slit that started from above mid thigh and went all the way to the bottom.

I looked at myself in horror at how tight the dress was on my body, it honestly looked like a second skin

on me.

As I was still looking in the mirror, Alexander walked into the closet, reading something on his phone.

My eyes bulged out of their sockets when I saw what him.

He was wearing a navy blue suit, much like my dress but his suit was a bit darker and a white dress

shirt with a matching bowtie to his suit. His shoes looked brand new and his hair was perfectly gelled

back.

"Hurry up or we're going to be..." he stopped when he looked at me through the mirror.

"...late." He whispered the last part but I still heard it.

His eyes were wide open, eyebrows shot up and his mouth slightly parted.

I looked at myself back in the mirror and sighed in defeat, I really didn't have a choice here.

I turned around and grabbed the clutch and heels I (thankfully) packed.

I walked bear footed out to the car and into the passenger seat, Alexander then slid into the driver's

side and turned on the car.

***

Snap snap!

"Alexander! Alexander! Over here!"

"Mr and Mrs Knight! Over here!"

All kinds of questions were being asked and camera flashes were going off everywhere. I'm pretty sure

I'm going to get blind.

We finally made it into the ball room that the gala was being thrown... or whatever it called.

Alexander put his hand on my waist and pulled me into his side.

I tried wiggling myself out of his hold but he just held me tighter and pulled me more into his body.

"Don't." He said under his breath and I looked up and stared right into his gray orbs. He stared back

and just as I was about to say something, someone clearing their throat interrupted me.

We both looked over at the culprit and put smiles on our faces at the couple standing in front of us, at

least I did, Alexander just put the ghost of a smile on his face.

"Mr and Mrs Knight, what a pleasure to see you." A woman that looked like she was in her late twenties

said, looking at Alexander. My chest tightened at how she looked at him and I got so mad.

"Pleasure's all ours Mrs Jones." Alexander said as he shook her hand. My chest tightened even more

when he touched her and I gritted my teeth.

He let go of her hand and shook Mr Jones's hand but he didn't even look at him, he was looking at me.

I smirked internally and did the most childish thing ever.

I smiled flirtatiously at him and stuck out my hand for a handshake. He took me by surprise when he

kissed my knuckles and gave me a weird smile back.

To be honest, his lips felt utterly disgusting on my skin. I pulled my hand back and looked up at

Alexander who looked like he was about to kill him just by looking at him.

Mrs Jones cleared her throat as if sensing the awkwardness in the air and smiled politely then excused

her and her husband.

"What was that all about?!" Alexander whisper shouted in my ear. A shiver ran down my back

involuntarily and goosebumps rose on my arms.

"What was what all about?" I asked, playing dumb.

"You know what I'm talking about, that smile?"

"What? I was just being polite."

"Well try being polite in a different way."

"How else am I supposed to be polite without smiling?!" This was honestly getting frustrating.

"You can smile but not like that!" Is He for real?!

"L-"

"Trouble in paradise?" I was cut off by non other than - drum roll please - Bethany freaking Kingsley!

That's right, I know her second name!

It really is a bad combination of names, I mean, Amelia Knight sounds waaay better than Bethany

Kingsley. And I'm not being bias about it!

"No, just a little misunderstanding, that's all." I said, putting on a smile on my face.

I took in her outfit and my god!

She was wearing a light purple evening gown that was so tight -even tighter than mine- she wore it like

a second skin. It was sleeveless with a deep neckline that showed off way more than it supposed to.

She snorted and looked over at Alexander.

"What are you doing here Bethany?" Alexander asked without even giving her the chance to say

something.

"For the gala of course, what else? You didn't know I was here? I thought Amelia told you, where else

could she have gotten that dress from? Anyways, see you later Xander." She then sashayed away,

making sure to swing her hips.

"I think you missed out that little detail Amelia."

"Well we weren't exactly on talking terms now were we? Now, if you could excuse me, I going to go get

something to drink." I then peeled off his hand off my waist, suddenly feeling cold.

"I thought you didn't drink?"

"I don't, just because I said I'm going to get a drink, doesn't mean that drink has got to be alcoholic." I

said slowly like I was talking to a five year old.

"Why are you talking like that?"

I shrugged and turned on my heel, walking towards the bar.

I'm surprised they even have a bar at this place. I mean, it's so fancy!

I took a seat on a stool and ordered for lemon water with a tinge of mint in it. I know, boring, I wasn't

really in the mood for anything else at this point.

As I was sipping on water, someone touched my shoulder, I looked up and saw Damon.

"Hi Damon." I greeted with a polite smile on my face.

"Hi Amelia, what's a pretty lady like you doing sitting here all by herself?" He asked with a mischievous

smile on his face.

I rolled my eyes and giggled at his comment.

He took a seat next to me and ordered champagne.

"Why is it, every time I see you, Alexander isn't around?"

I shrugged my shoulders and sighed, just as I was about to say something, I'm someone cleared their

throat behind us and put their hands on my waist, as if being possessive.

I looked back in confusion and saw non other than Alexander.

"Time to go Amelia." He said without even sparing a glance at Damon.

I looked over at Damon and saw him smirking.

"But.. but we just got here." I furrowed my eyebrows.

Alexander gave me a look as if he was pleading with me to just oblige.

"Fine, we can go." He nodded and got my clutch off the countertop and held my hand then led us out of

the ballroom and into the parking lot where the car was parked.