Saved by the sea

Chapter 2

I sat there stunned for a moment... he didn't even wait for me to answer as he put the ring on my finger...

I stood up and hugged him... I wanted him to kiss me... but well he stood still as I wrapped my hands around his stiff body...

"Yes... of course, Oliver... I will marry you..."

I was so happy... He... wanted to marry me... he... this gorgeous golden boy... Oh god... how come I became so lucky?

I felt as happy tears ran down my cheek...

I wiped them away as I could... no need for him to see me like this...

He motioned for the waitress to bring our check and we left the restaurant...

He drove to my house, I was hoping that would come over... but I was disappointed because I was left on my doorstep with a kiss on my cheek...

I know that it was not normal... but maybe he didn't want to rush me... and I found it kind of a romantic gesture...

I sat on my living room couch and stared at the small diamond ring on my finger... it looked strange there...

I sat like this for a few hours... staring at the small golden band with a diamond attached to it...

I still couldn't believe that he proposed to me... I gave on the hope of ever finding a man that would want to marry me...

I know how I looked... I wasn't pretty... I looked plain on my best days... my figure was opposite of what was portraited as beautiful on the media... my thighs and ass were too big... all of me was too soft...

I tried to lose weight a few times... but it was never in cards for me... if I lost anything it would always come back a few times more...

I felt my phone vibrate... as I pulled out I saw that my father was calling...

"Hi, daddy."

"Hey, baby... how are you? Oliver just shared the great news..." What?" I'm so happy for both of you..."

Why did Oliver call my father?

"Thank you, daddy... It was so unexpected..."

"Why baby? You are a great catch and every man would be happy to have you as a wife... Oliver told me that you both don't want to wait and that you want a small wedding..."

Well, that's news to me... maybe he wanted to surprise me...

"You know that I'm not much of a people person and a small wedding would suit me more..."

I hope my father would for this...

"I thought so... it would be okay if you want to take some time off work to plan the wedding..."

"Thank you, daddy... I think about it..."

"Great baby... I'm so happy for you..."

"Thank you, daddy... I love you... now please go rest, you know that doctors asked you not to stress yourself out too much..."

"I know baby... I will rest later, I still have some work to do..."

"Daddy!"

"I know... I know... sweet dreams kiddo."

"Bey daddy..."

I hung up and sat there looking at my phone for a few minutes...

Last month daddy had some chest pains... I forced him to see his doctor... he wasn't overjoyed to do it, but he still agreed.

The doctor told us that he sees some signs of heart issues and that dad should take it easy... yeah good luck with that... I was forcing him to leave work on time and take some breaks daily... but the man was as stubborn as an ox. I had to make some serious threats if he went on like he was... he agreed to take it easier, but it was still too much...

With a deep sigh, I stood up and walked to my bedroom to prepare for sleep...

My mind was spinning again about Oliver...

Why would he call my father first thing and decide without me about the time of the wedding?

But maybe he is being considerate and wants to take off the stress from the whole situation... it was kind of sweet in his way... and I should be happy... that this man wanted to marry me... and spend his whole life with me...

But part of me was uneasy about the whole situation... it seemed unreal that he would want to marry... it seemed a bit too fast... but if I tried to put brakes on this... I'm sure he would not appreciate it... He maybe would want to leave me altogether...

I wanted to scream out my frustration... but I didn't... I continued braiding my red long locks for sleep... which seemed that won't come easily today...

I tried to push that annoying voice in my head that wanted me to doubt Oliver, that was sure that this whole thing will go downhill from here. But I wanted to believe Oliver, he was nothing but good to me this past few weeks... it may be a little fast, but there wasn't a big line of suitors waiting in the wings... part of me was afraid that this was my only chance... He maybe wasn't in love with me... but maybe he will love me... over time.

It would also make my father happy... he was alway worried about me, that I was spending too much time alone and all he wanted for me was that someone would take care of me.

And I think this would put him at ease and he could concentrate on himself a little bit more...

I released a low sight and settled into my bed.

I picked up my phone and plaid some slow songs to help me come down and sleep... and give something for my brain to concentrate on.

It took me a few songs but at the last chords of Erics Clapton's "Tears In Heaven" sleep took over me and I fell into a restless dream-filled sleep...

I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. With a frustrated growl, I reached for my phone, which was laying on my bedside table.

I rolled over and saw that it was an unknown number calling and it was well past ten AM...

"Hello?"

"Hi Beka darling, this is Oliver's mother calling..."

What?

"Good morning, Ms Carson..."

"Yes... yes... I wanted to invite you today to look over the plan for your wedding..."

The last part of this sentence seemed to be forced out of her...

Wait? What? Did she say plans? What plans?

"Yes of course..."

"Good... I will wait for you at twelve at my home..."

"Yes... "

And before I could finish my sentence the line went dead... Well, that was interesting...

Okay... I have an hour to make it in time... great...

I jumped from the bed and ran into the bathroom to shower and get ready.

It took me a bit longer than I expected and now I was running late... great... just great...

I drove my little old car to Oliver's parents home and made it just in time...

thank God...

I walked up the big colonial house steps and knocked on the doors after a few minutes they opened and a grey-haired creepy looking guy opened them.

"Yes?"

"Hello, I'm Bekas West... Ms Carson is expecting me?"

"Yes... follow me."

He turned around and walked fast, leaving me a little bit stunned for a few moments... and I rushed after him.

He led me through one room after another until we reached a room that looked like a library. Oliver's mother was sitting at one of the big armchairs in the middle of the room.

She lifted her head the moment I entered the room... her cold blue eyes locked with mine for a few moments...

She looked as perfectly cold as I remember. Her perfect blond hair twisted in a perfect french twist, without a hair sticking out. She was dressed in a cream-coloured designer sweater and cream tailored pants, her looks reeked money and power.

Her slim hands were holding a cream notebook, that she closed the second she saw me.

"You finally get here..."

She said as I walked over to the couch next to her...

"I'm sorry... I was..."

And before I could finish saying anything she continued.

"Yeah... yeah... sit down. We have a lot to plan if you want to get married next week..."

Wait? Did she say next week?

"So... You can get married in the courthouse. The celebration will be held in our backyard as Oliver said, it would be just close family and friends so it would be enough. For dress... I will call my friend, she maybe has something in your size... or something that can be altered..."

I just sat there blinking...

What the heck?

How is this discussion?

It seems that it was already decided...

Well, it was nice that they want to help... I should be happy... that she cares and wants to take part in it... but... but...

"There is no need for a wedding party, too much fuss... I will call your father with all the necessary details and money. And that is it... you can go now. I will call you when I have an answer from my friend about the dress."

She dismissed me, stood up and left the room...

What the f**k just happened?

I sat there for a minute stunned until the same butler came to escort me out of the building...

I drove home like I was in some sort of a haze... I don't recall much of it...

I sat in my car in the driveway for a few minutes and decided to call Oliver... Maybe he can explain to me what was happening...

I dialled his number and waited for him to pick up...

After a few seconds, the line opened.

"Hi Oliver, how..."

"This is Olver Carson, I can't come to the phone right now, please leave a message..."

"Hi Oliver, this is Beka... please call me when you get this..."

Great... just great... but maybe he is busy...

But Oliver didn't call me back... and he wasn't in the office on Monday...

On Tuesday he was in, but his mother demanded me to come to her friend's shop...

I walked over to Oliver's office... as he was my boss, to tell him that I have to leave for a few hours...

I knocked on his doors because Tammy his secretary was nowhere to be seen and blinds were drawn on his glass door.

"Yes?" he said, his answer was followed by a woman's giggle...

I opened the door and found Tammy standing behind him and he was sitting in his chair.

"Hi, Beka..." His face fell a little bit... but he tried to hide it... I didn't think much of it...

"Hi Oliver, your mother called. She asked me to meet her for dress shopping..."

"Yes, she told me this morning... go, but be sure to return and finish all of your tasks when you return... and close the door behind you..."

Well, that was strange... but didn't pay much attention to it... maybe they were solving some serious problems...

I walked over to my desk and gather my stuff before I left. I left the office to meet his mother, who was waiting in a car by the front entrance...