I just married my bestfriends boyfriend (whom I hate) and now she wants to kill me. Great.

I have the next one written up but it may not be out tomarrow because I have to preform in my school talent show so sorry ad enjoy this one!

PARKER'S POV

Guilt and the frusteration overwhelmed me even hours after Alison had left. Has she been lying to me? There's only one way to find out.

I walked over to the kitchen which I had purposly been avoiding since she had left. I slowly pushed open there doors and instantly saw groceries sitting in bags on the counters; I silently cursed myself when I realized that Alison had not been lying - she really was grocery shopping but why had it taken her three hours? I peered into the bags and my jaw dropped slightly:

Turkey bacon.

Blueberry pancake mix.

Blueberry bagels.

Blueberry muffins.

Cream cheese.

Blueberrys.

Spaghetti.

Patalli Spaghetti sauce.

Veal.

Potatoes.

Corn.

And lastly, a cake reading :Happy Birthday, Parker.

She had gone shopping for all of my favorite foods. She didn't get one thing that she'd choose and I know this for a fact because while I liked turkey bacon, she preferred pork bacon; while I liked blueberry pancakes, bagels, and muffins, she preferred banana pancakes & muffins and plain bagels. She also hates veal while I love it.

She was probably going to fix me a birthday breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Wait, my birthday? I glanced over at a calander hung on the fridge and my eyebrows rose in surprise at circled date in red pen: tomarrow.

Tomarrow is my brithday and while I forgot it, Alison didn't. Damn it. Now I really owe her an apology.

How does one forget their own birthday? Maybe I really have been working to hard...

I groaned and picked up the spaghetti sauce - she even got my favorite brand! How does she know so much about me? Did she really pay that much attention to me? Or maybe I was just to blind and stupid to see how much she loved me.

I squeezed the glass jaw in my hand before chucking it across the kitchen where it hit the wall and broke with an earshattering crash. I'm so f*****g stupid sometimes. I drove her out of the house because she went shopping for my birthday. I'll be eighteen tomarrow, a legal adult and I totally forgot. I sighed and leaned against the fridge as I eyed the mess I had made with the spaghetti sauce.

Alison will not be happy when she gets home and sees this mess - Alison, where was she again? I groaned, she was probably at the library. That's where she usually claimed to be after our little rifts.

Then again, sould she really be with Scott? Or...or Dr. Loncel?

No, I'm being stupid. She made that clear a few hours ago; I can't just go around accusing my wife of sleeping around with other men...especially when I actually love her and don't want to lose her.

I jumped up, grabbed my keys and ran outside to my car in the rain. I started the engine and made my way for the library. It was time to apologize...again.



ALISON'S POV

"Go away Gramn." I mumbled as I stepped from checkout center. I groaned as I looked outside and noticed it was raining. Fabulous.

"No."

"How'd you even know that I was here?"

"I didn't. I came to get a book and saw you here." Liar.

"Right." I took a deep breath and made a step to leave the library entrance hall and run to my car; Gramn's hand stopped me. I looked at him with a bother face. "What?"

"Come on, Ali. Something's wrong." I snatched my arm away from him.

"Nothing's wrong." He grabbed it back.

"I can tell when something is wrong with you even when that half-witted, pathetic excuse for a husband of yours can not." I stayed silent and once Gramn processed that I had not stuck up for Parker, things clicked.

"What did he do, Ali?" He growled; I stared at him shocked.

"W-what?"

"What did he do to you? If he laid one finger on you, I swear that' I'll kill 'em. I swear I will."

"Relax, Gramn. He didn't do anything like that...he just...god, I feel so stupid."

"Tell me."

"It's not anything he really does...well, I mean it's more of the way he treats me and makes me feel...wait, that's like the same thing bu...UGH!" He gave me a look that beckoned for me to continue.

"Go on." I sighed. I didn't really want to tell Gramn anything but I needed to talk to someone and I had a feeling that Gramn would hurt Parker (or atleast try to) if he continued to think that Parker physically hurt me so I told him everything.

"I feel like he takes me for granted, you know? He doesn't trust me and I'm just there. Sometimes I feel like he doesn't even like me or that he forgets that I exsist."

"You're so loud & annoying Ali, it's impossible to not know that you exsist." I glared at him but forced myself to prevent a smile from tugging at my lips.

"Gramn." He sighed and surprisingly pulled me into a hug.

"I'm sorry, Alison. He doesn't know what he's missing." He said and then he pulled away from me. He pushed my hair from my face and stroked my cheek with such a tenderness that I felt my heart flutter as my mind fought to remind me of the good old days when Gramn and I were dating.

He shot me a smile that he had never shot anyone else. It wasn't a flirty smile nor a passion filled one; it was...well...you know how when you're in a room full of people and you have this smile on to make them think that you're perfectly happy? It's like you have this smile that the whole world gets the privilage to see, it's kind of like you're natural trademark smile.

Then, you're crush or your boyfriend or your husband walks into the room and looks straight at you; as you're eyes meet you feel a totally different smile take the place of your old one? It's like a smile made especially and shown specifically to those you care most about...do you know what I mean?

If you don't then that's okay and hopefully you too will one day find someone who shoots you that kind of smile.

If you do then you'll know exactly how it feels and understand why the next events occured. My green eyes bore into his blue ones once more and he leaned down. Within a second, he had captured my lips with his and I didn't object.

His kisses were so tender and loving, it was simply impossible for me to pull away. I let him pull me closer and run his hand through my hair. I let him roll his tongue across my bottom lip.

I shouldn't be doing this. I shouldn't be doing this. I shouldn't be doing this. I shouldn't be doing th-

"I knew it."

Damn.

My shut eyes opened immediately and I pushed Gramn away to see Parker's soaking figure looking straight at Gramn and I. With a shake of his head he turned to leave. After a few seconds of me absorbing what had just happened, I began to run after Parker but Gramn held me back.

"Let GO Gramn!"

"No!"

"GRAMN!"

"I LOVE YOU ALISON!" He screamed and I stared at him a moment before letting a tear roll down my cheek. There was a time when I thought I loved him too, when I was sure that I loved him too, but that was some time ago and I had moved on to bigger and better things. Like Parker.

"I'm so sorry, Gramn." And with that I pulled away from him and ran after Parker leaving Gramn confused, hurt, and angered.