Jilly's Flat

"And that's Jenga!" Heather stood up from the dressing table in Jilly's spare room and turned to face Jilly and Fiona.

"You look spectacular darling!" Jilly exclaimed. Heather did. She looked radiant and shiny.

Jilly turned to Fiona, who was choked with emotions and was unable to speak. All three of them hugged warmly and Fiona found some tissues to sort out her makeup.

"Now let's get some photos of you looking the radiant bride, so that we can share these with your families." Jilly clapped her hands and poured herself a glass of champagne, " You two are on nothing stronger than lemonade today, however I fully intend to get thoroughly smashed."

Fiona had decorated her mini in ribbons to match Heathers cream dress. She drove all three of them to the Kings Road and parked behind the registry office. Heather got out of the car and smoothed down her dress. Heather was beautiful, in a cream short front buttoning dress, with her hair swept up in a chignon with cream rose buds in her hair, and a simple hand tied bouquet of cream roses and of course, some heather. Fiona and Jilly wore a longer similar dress in primrose yellow, they too had small bouquets of roses and heather.

"Forty two and a bridesmaid, who knew darling!" Jilly laughed, as she took both of their hands and walked up the steps to the room. Jilly kissed Heather and nodded to the registrar that they were ready to enter the room.

Jilly and Fiona stood either side of Heather. Heather looked from one to the other, took a deep breath.

"Let's do this thing and marry that Irish handsome bastard!" She said it with purpose.

As they walked into the room Bill visibly relaxed. All of the men wore black tie and they all looked as handsome as Heather had ever seen them, definitely Bill was the one, her heart was beating out of her chest. Jilly and Fiona left Heather next to the registrar and took their seats in the front row of the room.

"God I am a lucky man!" Bill managed to whisper to Heather before the registrar began.

"Indeed you are."  Heather laughed. She took his hand and gave it a squeeze before facing the he registrar to begin the ceremony.

As they exchanged their vows, Jilly squeezed Fiona's hand to stop herself from crying. This was to no avail, as Jilly was sobbing like a baby. Fiona rummaged around in her small bag and gave Jilly some tissues when she felt a tap on her shoulder.

Fiona turned around to find Emlyn and Dan looking teary, she rolled her eyes and handed over several tissues. David caught her eye and gave her a cold look which ripped through her. Fiona returned to the ceremony with a feeling of dread. How was she going to get through the day.

Following the pictures taken on the Kings Road steps, the group walked down the road towards  the reception venue. It had been booked at Henry J Beans on the Kings Road. Jilly had laid on a champagne reception in the Beer Garden. The party gladly threw down all of the free drink. David had bought everyone shots from the bar and had set them out for the party to down.

"I want to make a toast!" David shouted across the Beer Garden, "We lost a good man today."  he pointed his glass towards Bill, "He was the best single friend I have ever had! However he met one of the best women I have ever had the good fortune to meet and I could not be happier for you both! Cheers!"

The group raised their glasses and shouted their congratulations in unison. Fiona had a glass of fizzy water she was using to cover up her non drinking. Jilly helped by downing all of Fiona's shots. Eventually they all sat down to dinner. The group apart from Heather and Fiona were extremely drunk before the food and even more afterwards. Heather motioned to Fiona that she wanted her to accompany her to the toilet.

"I am knackered Fi, how are you?" Heather shouted from the stall.

"No offence meant by this Heather but I am dying to back to the hovel and cry myself to sleep." Fiona looked at herself in the mirror. She actually looked much better than she felt. She felt wretched. Fiona could feel David's eyes on her all day. She couldn't have a baby with a man who hated her. She would have to find a way for them both to be friends again and parents. It was a tall ask that she didn't have the energy for today.

"None taken! I am giving him another half an hour and then we are driving to David's place in Wales"

"You will love it!" Fiona responded, she looked at her reflection in the mirror, she was unsure how no one could see that she was knocked up. She looked bloated and her boobs looked bigger for sure. She pushed out the wondrous memories of Wales from her mind. They had been so together and so in love. At this point she couldn't feel any further away from him.

Suzie stormed into the toilet and pinned Fiona up against the sink. Suzie was as drunk as Fiona had ever seen her.

"Why don't you just fuck off to Jersey you slut?" She demanded. Suzie had never been this drunk in her life. Emlyn and Richard had began slipping her doubles during the speeches, hoping that she would get nicer. They were wrong.

Fiona made to answer however Suzie cut her off. With a finger placed on her face.

"You are ruining too many lives staying around here where you are not wanted. So you know, David and I are together again as of last night and I can reliably tell you that there will be another wedding in six months!"

"Alright vinegar tits!" Jilly shouted from the stall next to Heather, "You have said your piece to her, now bugger off back to him and leave this poor girl alone." Jilly put as much menace as she could in her voice. Damn control pants. She had to wrestle with them before she could come to Fiona's rescue.

Suzie looked at Fiona with venom and whispered, "I suggest you leave after the bride does, no one wants you here. Especially David."

Fiona swallowed deeply and looked at her feet. She nodded as Suzie spun on her heels and left. Heather came out of the stall and hugged her.

"You know what she says is not true don't you? We all love you. I don't want you to leave. No one does."

"Heather I don't want to make a scene at your wedding I really don't! I think it best I leave soonish and we can catch up,when you are back."

Fiona grabbed her things from the table and ran for the door. She climbed into her car and let out choking sobs. She wiped away the tears and drove off back to her hovel. Alone. She was so exhausted . She was bone tired and emotionally wrung out. She sobbed on her pillow and felt sleep take her.

The raised voices from inside the flat woke Fiona. She looked at her bedside clock to realise despite the darkness it was only 11 pm. She had fallen asleep fully clothed on top of her bed.  She lay awake listening to the voices for a few seconds when she realised that it was David's voice outside her front door arguing with her neighbour.

She sprang out of the bed and ran down the stairs to find a bedraggled David banging on the wrong door and demanding her neighbour opened up.

"David I am here." she sighed. He was plastered. He was swaying on the balls of his feet.

"How the hell did you get through the door?" He asked. He was looking at he neighbours door.

"I came through that other door David." she shook her head,and pointed over her shoulder.

"Oh!" David looked confused. He took a swig out of a bottle of champagne and then banged on the neighbour's door again, "Sorry! I found her, sh magically appeared like Mr Ben." he swayed drunkenly, "So I will be off."

David rushed past Fiona up the stairs into her flat. He was determined to say his piece to her. Face to face with all of the courage that alcohol had given him.

"David what on earth are you doing here!" She bounded up the stairs behind him. David grabbed her in the hallway and attempted to passionately kiss her. Fiona placed her hand quickly over David's mouth.

"Seriously David! What the fuck?" She had not banked on him kissing her ever again. Definitely not today at any rate.

"I am here to tell you that I shagged Suzie and I am over you!" David said triumphantly.

"You were planning to tell me with your tongue in my mouth? What with morse code or something?" Fiona shook her head.

"Nope." he hiccuped," I wanted you to know because I hate you and I ....."  He frantically began to search around him.

"You what David?" She was enthralled by his non argument. It was the rantings of a mad man.

"I am going to puke!" David gasped as he clamped his hand over his mouth.

Fiona grabbed him by the hand and threw him towards the toilet in the bathroom. She waited a few minutes outside whilst the sound of him emptying the contents of his stomach subsided.

She entered the bathroom and discovered him lying face down on her floor. She bent down and shook him several times and he grunted. She gave him a nudge and he sat up and faced her.

"Can I lie down please?" He placed his head on her shoulder.

"I only have my bed David. Is that a good idea?"

"Good things have happened there. I would really like to shag you!" He admitted.

"Nice move David. Shagging me and Suzie in one night. Shall I call your PRN and you could go for a hat trick?" Fiona knew he was far past any kind of performance that night.

"Nope just you. You are the best shag I have ever had." he slurred.

"David that is a terrible compliment!" Fiona laughed, "No offence but you could not raise a smile never mind an erection in that state."

"Could." he stated,"Here have a feel." he grabbed her hand to demonstrate.

"Tempting but no." she shook her head. "You aren't going anywhere in that bloody state. How did you get here?"

"Taxi. I called one after I shagged Suzie in your old bed at Grove Road. Thought I would tell you that we are finished and I will never, ever want to ever ever see you again. Then I forgot I was in love with you and now I just want to crawl into bed next to you and cuddle."

"That's a lot of information to process  David." Fiona sighed. He had very strong mixed feelings too.

She took his arm and guided him to the bedroom where David flopped down on to the bed and passed out.

Fiona slipped off his shoes and socks. She placed them at the foot of the bed and rolled David onto his side. She shook her head and sighed. She got up and went into the bathroom to get into her pyjamas. Coming back into the bed she slowly got back in, trying her best not to wake David.

David woke to find himself cuddled into Fiona's back. He took a moment to take in the scent of her hair, the way she slept with one hand under her cheek and the rise and fall of her body as she slept. He looked around the room and tried not to groan as the severity of his hangover hit him in full force.

He got out of bed as quietly as he could and found his shoes and socks where Fiona had left them. She had placed a note on them which read 'Alka's in kitchen, see you soon Fiona x '

David tiptoed to the kitchen where Fiona left the Alka Seltzer out for him with a glass next to it. David was trying his hardest to remember how he got there when Fiona appeared in the doorway.

"You are trying to work out how you ended up here aren't you?" Fiona laughed. He looked a state.

"Oh Fiona, I am sorry. Did I make a scene?" he filled the glass with water and added the Alka Seltzer.

"My neighbours now know my name, which in London is not a bad thing is it?" Fiona could see  that she could not make him feel any worse than he did now.

"Shit!" David slapped himself in the face, he then drank the Alka and quickly put his shoes on.

"You ok?" she enquired.

"No! I have to be at rugby practice at 10 and my gear is at Grove Road!'

Fiona looked at her watch and burst out laughing.

"What is so funny?' he whined. His head really hurt.

"David it is only 7am! Perhaps you should take a minute to get yourself together."

"Why are you being so nice this morning? You and I have been at each others throats for weeks." David walked towards Fiona and took her hand in his.

"Well for one, you were quite funny last night and secondly, I like you David. God knows I try hard to dislike you but I fail!"

"You know that is funny because I feel the same way about you." David moved closer to Fiona pressing his body against hers. Fiona moved towards David. She gazed up at him, she placed a hand on his cheek. She pulled him towards her and kissed him with a force that surprised her.

"You sure about this?" David stood back from her.

"Yes, I want you David, I never don't want you." she grabbed his hand and led him back to her bed.

She took off his clothes slowly and laid him down on the bed. She opened her drawer and gave him a condom to put on as she slipped out of her pyjamas.

"My God Fiona, you are beautiful." David whispered into her hair as she straddled him and lowered herself on to him.

"Good grief David, I love your body. Feeling you inside me it's..." she rode him slowly as he cupped her breast with one hand and gently massaged her clitoris with his other thumb. Fiona grabbed the back of his head as she moaned into his ear. This would be their last time together. She wanted to remember everything.

"Come for me Fiona, shout my name!" he breathed as he grew closer to his climax.

"David, please don't stop!" she called out as she felt herself grow nearer.

David increased his ministrations on her clitoris until he felt her tighten around him. She rode out her orgasm, when she came back down her grabbed her hips with both hands and increased his penetration until he came inside her.

They lay together catching their breaths. David started to giggle and Fiona smacked him on the chest.

"What is so funny?" Fiona demanded.

"This was always my favourite hangover cure. I didn't think this would happen with you again." David managed between gasps as he got his breath back.

"Me neither, however I have my needs too David." she smiled at him, "besides you have two and a half hours to get to Rugby practice."

"I would rather stay here and do in that pack of condoms you have in your drawer, then take you for breakfast and talk you out of this ridiculous move."

"Dream on David!" she laughed, "I am going and no matter how good a shag you are, I am not changing my mind."

"Worth a try!" he laughed and sprung out of bed. "If you have no further need of my services then I will be off."

David looked around for the clothes that Fiona had ripped off of him earlier. Fiona sat up on her elbow and watched him dress.

"Its like a reverse striptease this isn't it?" she laughed, "The thought that I will never see this again is a little sad."

"Hmm, your choice though Ninj." David bent over to tie his shoes, he lent across the bed and drew Fiona to him. "Me, I could stay for ever." he stroked the side of her face and kissed her gently.

"That's what you say in your post coital glow David. Price of staying is very high." Fiona smiled as she watched him getting ready to leave her room and her life.

"You think I can't pay it or won't pay it" he smiled at her playfully.

"I am not getting into a fight with you David." she sighed and looked for her pyjamas to put on.

"Right then, I will be off." he clapped his hands together. "have a great life wonderful Fiona. I will forever remember you fondly and on my deathbed I will think of the amazing sex and die a happy man."

If he was going to leave her, then this was the best way for both of them. David walked down Percy Road with a spring in his step.

Fiona took the pillow he had lain on and drank in his scent for the last time and allowed herself a small weep.

So thoughts?

Why didn't she tell him?

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