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45
Dylan
Liam’s roomis strewn with clothes and his grey wedding suit hangs on the wardrobe door. More worryingly, he’s dressed in a t-shirt and jeans.
And there’s a rucksack at his feet.
Bryn stands as I enter the room and pulls a ‘help me out’ look.
“Well, at least one of you is ready,” I say, indicating Bryn’s matching dress suit.
“Tell him he needs to speak to Honey before he leaves,” says Bryn, gruffly.
“Leaves? What the fuck, Liam?”
“I’m not doing this,” he says in a flat tone, flipping his phone over in his hands.
“And you decided that today? Shit, man, I don’t like Honey much, but you’ll humiliate her!” I say.
“I’m not doing this,” he repeats.
“It’s normal to be nervous, right? You signed a pre-nup so that’s sorted. If Honey is doing this to screw you over, she’ll miss out.”
Liam rakes a hand through his hair. “I don’t love her.”
“You woke up this morning and came to that conclusion?” asks Bryn, “A bit fucking late!”
“No, I mean yes. Shit. I wasn’t sure. Something happened at Christmas.”
“What?”
“I found out she’d cheated on me. I went back to Wales to lick my wounds, and I was going to end things with Honey. Especially as…” He’s distant and not completely with us. “Something happened—don’t want to talk about it. Anyway, I came back to LA and tried to forget. We made up, and I believed Honey wouldn’t cheat on me again, but I can’t trust her. I’ve tried. I can’t marry someone I don’t love or trust, can I?”
I cross to the window and look out at the pink disaster waiting to happen. Every chair is occupied except Bryn’s and mine; everybody waiting. Seems I’m not the only one who likes to run away from problems. I turn back to the pale faced Liam.
“Talk to her, Liam.”
“Maybe, not today. Maybe, when she’s calmed down.”
Bryn chokes back a laugh. “You ditch a chick on her wedding day and expect her to calm down? Fuck, I can hear Steve’s voice in my head now.”
“What do you mean?” asks Liam.
“Everything about your relationship, including her side of the story, will be everywhere. Is there someone else, Liam?”
Liam remains frozen on the edge of the bed but doesn’t confirm or deny.Shit.
“Let her be the one to leave you standing?” I suggest.
“What?”
“Talk to Honey. Offer her the opportunity of humiliating you instead.”
“Why would she do that?”
“I don’t know; it’s just a thought. I don’t know how her mind works, but if this wedding isn’t happening, maybe you should suggest that as a solution? Because I reckon another few minutes and that girl’s coming in here to haul your ass out.”
“Shit, shit, shit.” Liam stands. “I have to go. I can’t do this!”
As he heads to the door, I put a hand on his chest. “Liam, you’re better than this. I’d be fucking scared of telling her too, but this isn’t the right way.”
His shoulders slump and he looks me directly in the eyes. “What would you do, Dylan?”
There’s no way I can put myself into his position—this situation is far removed from Sky and me. “Talk to her. We’ll post bodyguards outside if you want.”
“Ha fucking ha,” mutters Liam.
I leave Liam and Bryn and creep down the hallway, on alert for Honey’s voice. What an idiot, letting things get this far and not stopping the crazy train. If I hadn’t been completely intent on the crap in my life, I could’ve noticed and helped Liam before he got to this stage.
