Chapter 31

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Oh no, did I get too close?

Oh, did I almost see?

What's really on the inside

All your insecurities

All the dirty laundry

Never made me blink one time

So come just as you are to me

Don't need apologies

Know that you are all worthy

I'll take your bad days with your good

Walk through the storm I would

I do it all because I love you

I will love you unconditionally

Artist: Katy Perry Song:Unconditionally

Sage’s Pov.

The next couple of weeks pass by as normally as possible with all the “sexual tension” as Aubrey liked to call it. When it was finally time to go back to school, it was weird seeing Marnie again.

She would prance up to Blaze as if I wasn’t even there and say “Hi” in the most seductive voice she could muster, and rub a hand down his chest while she was at it. I didn’t even have to say anything because Blaze would do that for me, by yanking her hand off of him and telling her not to touch him.

I would smile and pull him with me to our seats. Zac has been less worrisome lately. He’s been just going with the flow and hitting on Lana; basically being his normal self. It was Friday night, we had nothing to do, and the gang was over just chilling around the house.

“Ahba,” Matthew squeaked and Mark immediately picked him up and laid him down on Aubrey’s lap who started to play with the baby’s legs, which caused him to squeal with laughter. I smiled at them; they truly were a cute little family. I felt eyes on my face so I looked up and when I did, Blaze looked away. That was strange.

I guess Blaze’s Father called because he looked at the phone confused but left the room anyway. I turned my attention to Zac, who just shrugged completely confused.

Lana decided to start talking, “So are you raising him as your own? Or will you tell him about his mom?” She was sitting on the recliner; Zac was on the floor at her feet, his head resting on her thigh. She just absentmindedly played with his hair.

“We decided to tell him he’s our nephew. There’s no telling how many times his mom will show up in his life and we couldn’t just shut her out.” Mark replied looking up for a brief moment before looking back down at the baby.

“He doesn’t need her in his life; he’ll be fine without her.” Zac muttered bitterly, closing his eyes in relaxation.

“I hate her just as much as you Zac, but I won’t raise him to hate his mom, he’ll have him own views on her as the time comes. I don’t have any faith in her, but maybe he will. Maybe she’ll come around and be able to visit. I already sent the guardianship papers to her.” Aubrey told us with a smile.

Then Blaze came out with a scowl on his face, and dropped his phone on the table. So Zac braved his bad mood and asked, “So what’s with the mean look?”

Blaze eyes dropped down to me, then back to Zac. “My Father wants me to come to a dinner with the family tonight.” I smiled but was confused as to why he emphasized me.

“Soo basically you’re just waiting for us to invite ourselves. Well no need to ask, we’re coming. Weird enough he didn’t invite Sage, he’s planning something, and we’re going to crash it!” Zac beamed at everyone in the room, and I swear we all had the same thought on our mind. His dad was planning to sabotage something.

I dragged Blaze into the bedroom and sat him down on the bed, he was going to help me pick out something, knockout, so that I could prove his dad wrong. If I get on Blaze’s Father’s good side, maybe Blaze will consider not ending the deal, and making it real.

“What are we doing?” Blaze asked, his green eyes twinkling in confusion mixed with anticipation.

“Well, I want to show off in front of your parents, to play up what good fiancé I am to you. So we’re going to pick me out something. Even though this is just a deal I want to be on their good side ya know?” He just nodded at me.

I pulled the shirt I was wear over my head and pulled down my jogging pants. Don’t worry; I was wearing shorts and a tank top underneath. But I did notice Blaze staring at me, as if he was in a trance. This is what Aubrey meant by the sexual tension, even I could feel it. Even though Blaze wasn’t attracted to me mentally, physically he was, and that made me feel a little better.

I turned into the closet and pulled out an arm full of dress and these would be the ones we would be choosing from.

“Not the Dolce, my mom’s in an argument with their owner right now. Go for any Gucci or Chanel dresses.” I still found that as weird talent, he could look at any piece of clothing and tell what brand they were without even looking at the tag, but it was a talent nonetheless.

He watched my take off and try on dresses for about ten minutes without getting bored or turning away. It made me very aware of myself honestly, and made me feel a little bit sexy. To be completely honest the whole situation felt really intimate.

We finally came to a decision and sat it out with his clothes and I got redressed and we headed back out to where our friends were.

When the time finally came I got into my black Chanel dress and slid on my black heels. I walked up to Blaze who was fixing his polo cuffs on his shirt. “Can you zip me up?” I asked innocently, and I swear he took the most time he could zipping up the rest of my dress. His warm hand touched my back and he pulled the zipper up slowly, everything was just too much for me so I back away quickly and looked him in the eyes. He didn’t say anything, just looked at me back for a moment before turning away.

I let Aubrey and Lana borrow some of my dresses and shoes, and Mark borrowed Blaze’s. We all got into the car and headed to Blaze’s parent’s mansion.

“Blaze! Hi baby, I don’t know why your father didn’t invite Sage, but she’s always welcome. I’m glad you came!” She beamed at me and her son.

“We brought everyone else too, Mrs. Colton.” I added in quietly, looking at the lady from whom Blaze got his eye and hair color from. She was wearing a dress that I’m sure was very expensive and I’m sure Blaze could tell what it was, but I couldn’t.

“Oh! Well I better go tell the chef to bring out all the food.”

“Well, hello Blaze,” Marnie purred running her hand down his chest. Marnie looked like a model tonight, with a deep red dress, bright red lipstick, and a seemingly light amount of makeup on. “It’s nice to see you here.”

“Marnie don’t touch my fiancé or you’ll draw back a nub,” I wasn’t having any of her bullshit today. She’s what his dad was planning. He didn’t invite me because he was trying to push Marnie on Blaze. Blaze walked in and ahead of us, probably to go get Grams.

“Listen here peasant; Blaze’s parents will always like me more. There’s no point in you even being here.” She told me in the foyer. I rolled my eyes not buying any of it, she might have Mr. Colton but I have the others and that’s more important I think. Well actually probably not, Mr. Colton runs Blaze’s life.

“His mom loves me, and so does Grams, can’t say the same for you. I’ll always have one person important over you, Blaze loves me.” I smiled at her, even though I was lying through my teeth and walked out to where Blaze and Grams were.

“SAGE!” Grams all but yelled she came over and hugged me tightly; she basically squeezed the life out of me. I looked up to see Blaze smiling at us; I gave a quick smile back. I looked over to Marnie to see her shocked out of her mind.

“Did—di—did he just smile?” I gave her a pointed look with a smile(like yes bitch I'm the cause of that smile), and Grams let go. Not hearing Marnie at she started walking to the kitchen table, by now the gang was inside.

We sat at a long table that was made out of wood. Blaze’s dad was at the head of the table with a grimace on his face; Mrs. Colton was beaming at all of us being here. Mr. Colton made eye contact with me and I shot him a smile, but he glared at me. Getting on his good side was not going to happen; I could tell you that now.

“Look how lovely Marnie looks in that dress, son.” Blaze said nothing, he didn’t even spare him a glance, he was too busy helping me with the place setting and sitting the napkin on my lap. We both reached for the napkin and our hands touched. He kept his hand there and I looked up at him and gave a small smile, and his mouth twitched up, and I knew that was as close as a real smile we were going to get in front of his family.

“Blaze I’m sure Cilantro can do that herself. Look at Marnie she’s dignified, she can do it herself.” Mr. Colton said.

“I’m sure Sage can do it herself if she wanted to, she just wants Blaze to help. They’re a young couple still doing cute things for each other.” Mrs. Colton countered with a giggle. "Also Sage I love the dress choice!"

“You know Marnie goes to school with you?” Mr. Colton added, sticking his fork into his steak roughly.

“Yeah and we wish she didn’t.” Zac laughed and caused everyone else to laugh also, this earned glares from both Marnie and Mr. Colton.

“What are you going to school for, child?” Grams asked Marnie being polite.

“Well uhm I wanted to be a makeup artist,” typical, “but now I’m not sure, maybe a good housewife, or a fashion designer.” I think she said that last one just to get on Mrs. Colton’s good side. I looked at Mrs. Colton’s face that grimaced and had a hard time swallowing her food.

“Oh, that’s nice. Go for your dreams.”

“Did you know Marnie is the heir to her Father’s Restaurant chain? Wouldn’t that be a great combination, for her to become a Colton and merge the businesses?” Mr. Colton voiced while cutting a piece of his potato. He said it so nonchalantly like he wasnt saying it in front of what he knew to be Blaze's fiance. He didnt know about the deal.

I chocked and Blaze patted my back to help me get it back up. He wiped his mouth and threw his napkin down onto the plate. He pushed his chair back with a nasty screech on the floor.

"Do you have another kid that'll marry her or something?" Blaze sneered. Matthew starts to cry and Aubrey tried to shush him, to make this moment less awkward. He grabbed my hand and pulled me away and up the stairs. I was trying to keep up with his steps which were pretty hard seeing as Blaze was ten times taller than me and practically dragging me. It gave me a sense of déjà Vu since this happen when I first met him too.

“Sage, I’m sorry for my Father’s rudeness. It wasn’t meant to be like that.” He told me his sincerity in his eyes, he looked at me his green eyes glowing with that look he was giving me when we were back at home and I was trying on the dresses. The room was dark, only the moon giving off light from the huge bay widow. Blaze was standing by the door, I couldn’t see his face only his electric eyes. I was sitting on the bed comfortable.

Blaze walks up to me and looks me in the eyes for a good minute, then kisses me with a passion that was fierce. I wrapped my arms around his head and he leaned me down on the bed. This was all the sexual frustration that Zac was talking about.

Blaze’s hands were feeling up the outside of dress rubbing up and down my sides. My hands went to his hair and then down his back to his sides, my nails digging into them again. My actions cause him groan and try to unzip my dress, and I was going to let him. This was the heat of the moment and I was in love with him. His warm hands touch the top of my vertebra, and started to unzip slowly; bare in mind we barely came up for air from the kiss, and when we did he would head straight to my neck and end up at my lips again. I pulled his dress shirt from being tucked into his pants, and dig my nails into his bare skin, this does nothing but fuel Blaze’s kisses and he puts his tongue into my mouth pulling me closer and his hands on my back going lower.

The door opens abruptly, the door slams into the wall with a nasty crack and Blaze’s dad storms in angrily. “Don’t knock up this low-budget girl. Your marriage won’t last and Marnie doesn’t need to raise someone else’s child. Then you’ll be stuck with the thing to remind you of mistakes.” He sneered with disgust, Blaze got off of me standing up his full height which was the same as his dad, if not a little taller.

“Okay, that’s it. I’m tired of you putting Sage down, she’s a lovely girl and I’m marrying her no matter what. Can’t you see that I love her?” Even though it was a lie, hearing those words made me feel better than anything else could have. Such a beautiful lie those words were.

“You sound like a fucking dumbass. I didn’t raise you to be stupid, I raised you to work, not make a slacker baby with her. The business is what you were born to do and it’s what you will do. She’s nothing but a distraction to you and taking away from your responsibilities.” He yelled, and scolded Blaze for the mere thought of me, he didn’t just dislike me; he hated me. I now understood one reason why Blaze hated his dad; he judged people way harsher than normal people. He didn’t like you if you weren’t like him, he was a control freak. If you weren’t who he picked or how he wanted something then it had to go. He wanted Blaze to be like him; to be another him.

“She’s only trying to help me live a little.” Blaze tried to reason, as if he knew what his dad was thinking. The room was still dark and you could literally feel the tension in the room, the hate was strong, and I didnt know who it was stronger from, Blaze or his dad.

“I’m done arguing, do you want me to do it? I will ruin it don’t think I won’t because I will. I knew letting you go over that Zachary kid’s house would be a bad influence but no your mother wanted you to have a ‘little normal’. Ugh those kids are imbeciles,” He ranted his brown eyes fiery.

“He can’t be too much of an imbecile, he’s becoming a lawyer,” I pitched in glaring at him for even calling Blaze’s friends a bad influence.

“Did I ask you to speak? Blaze fine you have your little thing with this girl, I’ll allow it but once you slack off on work again it will be done. Life as she knows it will be over.” All I could do was stare at him as if he was a monster. I stood behind Blaze disgusted.

“I dont need your permission to speak. You’re a horrible man, if you think controlling your son’s life is helping him! He’s not becoming who you want him to be so you’re ruining everything for him!” I spat out a little angry but Blaze was holding me back, not saying a word. His green eyes no longer had a spark in them, if anything they were duller and lacking their usual glow. They were starting to hallow and I didn’t like that look.

“He’s lucky I’m allowing him to be friends with the rest of them still, all he needs to do is get rid of you in a couple of months and everything will go back to normal, you’ll still be normal. Don’t you understand that you don’t belong here? He was doing fine before you, and he’ll do fine without you.” That part was true, it’s not like he was super unhappy with his life before I came along, I was just helping him with his mom and grandmother and I was his charity case. But one thing I can say though he was indifferent at first, I made him happy.

His father walked out the door and slammed it on his way. I sat on the bed awkwardly. Zac knocked a couple of seconds later.

“I heard everything… Thanks little one. I uh think we should go. Matt’s getting bad vibes and won’t stop crying and I think everyone just needs a little space.” Zac uttered and I just followed him, I didn’t even care that my dress was unzipped in the back or that I looked like hell, I just needed to get out of that house. Blaze followed silently, and when we made it to the door Aubrey, Lana, Mark and Matthew were already there.

Marnie was glaring at my appearance in the corner, and Mrs. Colton tried to lighten the mood but failed completely. “So were you two starting on the grandkids?” She added a wink for effect, and it did make me embarrassed but Blaze was too pissed to blush about the joke.

“I’m not up for the crap, mother. We’re leaving and don’t expect us to come back for a while, and if you’re going to invite us over make sure the whore isn’t here or l'impitoyable tyran (French: the Ruthless Tyrant)”. And I’m sure those last words were neither English nor Spanish.

“Oh mon chérie, je suis tellement désolée (oh dear, I’m so sorry),” She blubbered, and whatever she was saying Blaze wasn’t accepting it. He already on a thin string with his parents and the argument with his dad didn’t help.

“Garde tes excuses pour toi ça ne nous aidera pas (Keep your excuses for you it does not help us),” he told her and stepped through the door heading towards the car.

We silently followed him towards the car, and we rode home in complete silence, no one knew the trigger to set Blaze off and no one was willing to test it.

He went to our room and slammed the door, and I took that as I was sleeping on the couch. Isn’t this suppose to the other way around if this was a stereotype? I sighed and curled up on the couch, I would give Blaze sometime to cool down.

Do you hate Blaze's Dad or what? What about Mrs. Colton? Do you think Blaze and Sage are getting closer or further apart?

Boy you can put me on you

Like a brand new white tee

I'll hug your body tighter

Than my favorite jeans

I want you to caress me

Like a tropical breeze

Touch my body

Put me on the floor

Wrestle me around

Play with me some more Artist: Mariah Carey Song: Touch My Body