Page 22 of Sin Wagon
"We got this," I murmur back, a smile playing on my lips as I close my eyes, knowing that as long as I have Derek, I can get through this wedding.
Another wave of nausea hits and I drop back in front of the toilet.
“I’m gonna go to dinner and tell them you’re not feeling well. Otherwise, you know Claudia will send a search party. I’ll be back,” Derek says and I hear the door shut behind him.
I get up quickly and lock the door before flushing and looking at myself in the mirror.
“You got this, Delilah. You’re a bad bitch. Stop letting the egg donor mess you up,” I tell myself as I stare at my reflection.
Banging on the door causes me to jump.
“Derek said you’re in there!” Claudia shrieks. “You’re late.”
I open the door and glare at her and my grandpa who’s standing next to her.
“Sorry, I got sick,” I tell her, looking at my grandpa for help, as usual, he’s useless.
“Our guests are waiting, young lady. It’s your mother’s night, so let’s go, shall we?”
“So sorry, next time I’ll just puke at the table.”
“Delilah!” Claudia hisses but I ignore her and look at Derek.
‘Sorry’, he mouths and I flash him a quick smile.
“I was coming to look for you and I ran into Derek. He said you were sick but we’re already pushing for time. Clean up and get your bottom down to dinner.” Claudia clenches her teeth as she speaks.
“I’ll be right there.” I give her a sickly sweet smile.
Chapter 12
WELLS
We’re on the beach waiting for Claudia, Drew, and her one-woman bridal party to show up. None of us, including Jonas, knew that she was even having someone stand up with her until this morning. At breakfast, she informed all of us that her maid of honor would be at the rehearsal. I asked my parents about their thoughts on it as we came down to the beach, but they just chalked it up to Claudia being Claudia.
Thirty minutes after our demanded meet-up time for the rehearsal, I hear Drew laughing as he talks to someone. He comes around the corner with Claudia and some young man I’ve never seen before. “Sorry, everyone, my maid of honor wasn’t feeling well. I think she ate something bad at lunch. She’ll be at dinner in a little bit. She was just freshening up,” Claudia calls.
“Is everything alright? Does she need anything?” my mom asks, concern lacing her tone.
“Hi, I’m Derek. My girl is fine. I’m thinking the asparagus with eggs wasn’t a good combo this morning. She got sick, but she’s fine. However, the bridezilla here wanted her to freshenup before coming down.” He gives Claudia a vicious glare as he informs us of his date’s whereabouts.
“Oh, she’s fine. Just a little upset tummy. She’ll be at dinner and we can fill her in on the ceremony for tomorrow.” Claudia rolls her eyes.
“Not like it’s rocket science. There’s only two of us standing up here for them,” I grumble.
We run through the ceremony a few times as Derek stands in for his girl, whoever she may be. When Claudia is happy that we all know our jobs and the minister has properly read the vows, we’re dismissed to dinner.
Thank fucking god because I was about to lose my shit if we had to practice again. It’s literally Jonas and I standing at the end of the aisle waiting for this maid of mystery. Then Claudia is escorted down the aisle by Drew and the ceremony officially begins. I’m not sure what Claudia saw each time that we had to start over, but she is on my last nerve.
We walk down the beach a little way to where there is a long table set up under a cabana. The table is already set with fancy silver tableware and candelabras. Servers stand just on the outskirts, waiting for us to sit.
Drew and my dad each take a seat on the opposite ends of the table. My mom and I follow suit, sitting on the same side of the table as my dad. Claudia and Jonas take the seats by Drew and I can’t help but think that this is already a family divided since each family is on one side of the table minus Jonas.
The servers step forward filling our glasses with champagne, but as they move to fill the glass at the empty seat across from me, Derek puts his hand over the glass covering it. “She’ll have water and a Diet Dr. Pepper if you have it.”
Okay, that’s a little over the top.His date can’t drink?It’s just a glass of champagne to celebrate her friend getting married.I think she’s a friend, maybe a distant cousin. I don’t honestly know since she’s a surprise.
“Sorry, I’m late! I got lost in this huge ass place,” a familiar voice calls and I whip my head in her direction. My stomach does a flip-flop when I see her. Blonde hair in long curls around her face and barely any makeup on; same as I remember. What I don’t remember is the huge watermelon she’s sporting on her front side. I have to admit, she’s sexy as hell, even pregnant.
