I was baking a chocolate cake, frosting it with cream before sprinkling chocolate chips over it. No, it wasn't for Lara's birthday. It was for me.
Surprise, surprise, it was my birthday too!
And I was not sad because he had a gift already planned out for her. It was because he forgot my birthday over hers. I sighed.
It wasn't the first time when he did that actually. When I first discovered that Lara and I share the same birthdate, I didn't really have any major problem with it, In fact, I was cool about it.
As for Edward, his happiness was evident from his words "Now I have my two beautiful girls booked over on one date called a birthday."
I poured wine in the glass, placing cake and other vegetables and fruits over the table. As it was only me, I prepared myself veggies to eat, because Edward called hours ago telling me not to wait for him and go to bed already. I was disappointed in him but said nothing.
I poked a fork in the salad before stuffing it in my mouth. My mouth was suddenly dry. I was craving for some freshness, something which would give me back my old self again, the one which didn't know to be an adult was so not easy.
I excused Miranda to go home for today as I wanted to be alone to sort out my thoughts which were in crazy havoc. About twenty minutes later, Mia came to wish me, giving me a birthday gift and a minute later Jake joined us, hugging me birthday, completely ignoring Mia.
Wait a minute. Did they have a fight again? Like, again?
I sighed. They are never gonna grow up, not even when they would have kids to pet! I kicked myself mentally before looking back at them again. Hell, at least look at each other!
It was almost fifteen minutes of awkward silence when I decided to step in.
"So ladies and gentlemen here, how is everything going on?" I shouted cheerfully at them, picking up my glass of wine as a toast.
No response.
I looked at Mia, quirking my eyebrows asking for an explanation before turning towards Jake who was staring at his wine glass so interestingly that for a minute I thought he would end up kissing it!
"I think we better cut the cake," I yelled, my excitement making them look up at me.
At least they have eyes left with them! I thought they had lost much more along with their fucking brains!
We cut the cake, Mia and Jake hugging me together, only to step back immediately, turning their heads away! I merely stared at them, my mind killing both off each time with different methods.
"Hey guys, are you still at it, now? Like seriously, we are all in our twenties for God's sake! Grow some balls already," I said raising my palm up at them, earning glares from both of them.
Mia frowned. "We're all grown-"
"Yes, she is all mature Emily, don't you see she is already getting married so don't you even say the shit to her," Jake said, his arms folded into a genius manner. I quickly looked at Mia who was burning flames at his comment.
Man, we're getting a big fight here. I have a feeling that I am going to have to act as a referee again!
"So what? I am not immature like you! I can decide for myself-"
"Oh, really? Then congratulations and thanks a lot. You freed me of such responsibility of watching you over-
"I never wanted you to-"
"Well, I never did it willingly-"
I waved my hands between their heaving faces, flushed from yelling too much only to have my hand slapped harshly away.
"I am not your responsibility and I have others to take care of me now-"
"Oh, yeah! I didn't actually know how much you admired James until now-"
"Yes, I admire James. Very much. Actually, I will tell you what now! I love James. I fancy him so much. He is my unrequited love, first love, first friend, first crush, first kiss, my first everything! And now you tell me why you keep on lashing on my marriage-"
"Mia, Jake let's eat my ca-" I started, knowing very well they weren't gonna listen.
"I don't fucking care who you marry! Just get the hell out of my sight and never show up your face again! I don't even want to have anything-" Jake said, his hands grazing his hairs in a nervous fashion, probably trying to ease up his frustration.
"Fine! Thanks a lot for making my importance crystal clear. I'll be going now. Bye Emily. And once again Happy Birthday!" Mia said, collecting her purse, walking out hurriedly after hugging me. She shut the door so loudly that I slipped out of my shock.
What the fucking hell just happened? It's my birthday for God's sake!
I saw Jake sitting across the chair, his head on his hands, thinking quietly. I walked to him, placing hands on his shoulder when he looked up, his eyes moistened to my utter surprise. All my anger flew out of the window to infinite space.
"Jake," I whispered, sitting beside him, caressing his shoulder to make him look up at me.
"I messed up, Emily. I really did it pretty bad this time," he said, finally looking up at me, his eyes pleading me for comfort.
"I know."
"I didn't mean to."
"I know that too."
"Mia is my friend and I don't want to lose her."
Oh my dear bear, that would've broken her heart!
"I know. But you did lose her anyway." He nodded.
"That's why I want her back. I want her back to fight with me like old times, to smack me, hit me, feed me, fight for me, be angry with me, walk with me, talk with me. I want her back in everything she has done with my life. So much."
"But you also know Jake that she can't always be with you. Someday she wil-"
"No way! Why can't she give me some of her time... I mean she can give her whole fucking life to some obsessive infatuated James and be her wife- man, I hate that word!" Jake said, his hands balled into fists.
"Jake, you are not her boyfriend or her lover or her husband, so you really shouldn't be saying this-"
"Then I can be all of those fucking things! I just don't even want to think her giving someone else the thing which clearly belongs to me!" he yelled, pushing a vase over the ground, which fell on the carpet, crashing into pieces.
Holy shit! He is jealous! That's some news! Mia, you go girl!
I was picking the broken pieces of the vase, carefully placing it on a dustpan after Jake left. One piece eventually dug into my flesh, eliciting a groan from my mouth. I poured water over my wound, neatly wrapping it with a bandage before went over to the dinner table and poured myself another glass of wine. I took a piece of cake, raised the glass and said cheers to myself.
"Happy great birthday to myself, Emily Willows, who did the most stupid thing of fake marrying her best friend who doesn't even remember her birthday over his girlfriend's when all she had in her mind all day was him, her husband and her best friend," I said, my voice croaking with tears which fell drop by drop in my wine glass.
I wiped my nose off, eating the piece and drinking wine before cutting another piece, placing it on plate spraying extra cream over it. I poured another glass of wine and took my own to clank with it.
"Happy Birthday to the beautiful Lara Williams, an elegant girlfriend of my Edward. I wish you all the happiness of my life, even more for your relationship and love. I wish you everything good for your care and love for my Edward but just promise me one thing," I said, my voice slurring due to my low tolerance to alcohol treatment. I scooted closer to the piece of cake, my hands on the table before puckering my lips.
"Promise me one thing to always keep Edward happy. His happiness is the reason I am doing all the stupid things in my life. I will try to attend your wedding if I had my feelings collected till then so just wish me luck for that."
I scooted even more close to the cake. "And I will tell you a secret as your birthday gift. You wanna listen?" I sniffed again.
I placed my hands on the imaginary ear of the cake, before forcing myself in it, my fingers pressing over my wound hand which must be bleeding by now.
"I love Edward so much. And I have been in love with him for more than fifteen years but you don't have to worry, I assure you he loves you very much, even more than himself I guess. And I am so happy for both of you," I sniffed.
Then I continued, "I'll be honest when I tell you that I was jealous of you at first, even trying to be like you but I guess we can't change actually who we are! And shuuu!" I said, placing my hands on my lips, "Don't be worried even a bit because after these two years, I'll be gone from both of your lives like a wind: you never see it ever again once it's gone", I said yelling "Pheww" in the air with my fingers before laughing to myself.
"Here. That's my secret! But I have to admit you're one hell of a lucky cake to-"
"Emi."
I stopped talking to the cake, immediately recognizing the owner of the voice.
No way! That can't be!
My head snapped in the direction of the owner of the voice, regretting my decision to talk to some cake about my precious secret!
Whooo talks to a damn cake?!
Me, that's who.
Edward was standing there, wide-eyed, his hands on his side, a bouquet of roses and lilies scattered on the floor.
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