“Do I even want to know why you’re getting ice?” I raised my eyebrow.
“Hmm…probably not. But I promise, there’s not a lot of blood. ”
My heart dropped.
“What in the fuck are y’all doing up there?” Courtney asked as she started to follow Kevin upstairs.
She looked over her shoulder and smiled. “Honey, go in the bedroom. I’ll be right there. Don’t worry! It’s all going to be
okay. Go on. ”
I stood there with my mouth hanging open as I watched Kevin running up the stairs two at a time with Courtney following him.
“I’m going to kill him if he hurt himself,” I said as Jen took me by the arm and led me to the master bedroom.
I heard a loud thump, and I just closed my eyes for a quick second and kept on walking.
Yep…his ass is grass if he hurts himself on our wedding day.
Chapter Twenty-Nine: Layton
Kevin came bursting into the bedroom, and I let out a moan when I saw Courtney following behind him.
Shit!
She took one look around and slowly moved her hand up to her mouth.
“What. In. The. Fuck? What were y’all doing?” She looked around the room, and when her eyes caught sight of Reed, she let out a small gasp and went running over to him.
“Son of a bitch, Reed, hold up your head, so the blood doesn’t get on the tux,” Richard said as he tried to stop Reed’s nose from bleeding.
“Oh my God, Reed!” Courtney pushed Richard out of the way. “What happened? Oh God…did you break your nose? Oh my God, you poor thing!”
Reed looked over at me.
“No, his nose isn’t broken,” I said in a pissed-off voice.
Courtney spun around and looked at me. “Layton! Why would you punch him? My God, it’s your wedding day. What’s gotten into you?”
“Um, Court, he didn’t punch me,” Reed said.
“Well, who in the hell did?” Courtney turned back to Reed.
“I did,” Mitch said from across the room.
He was sitting in a chair with Scott, one of our friends from high school, still holding him down.
“What?” Courtney yelled. “My God, why would you hit him? And are you okay, baby?” She walked over to Mitch and looked at Scott. “Why are you holding him down, Scott? What’s going on?”
Mitch stood and pushed Scott away. “Why don’t you ask Reed? I’m sorry I punched you in the eye, Layton. I’m so tired of this fucking shit. ”
I gave him a weak smile as I watched him turn and walk away. Kevin had already given me the ice to put over my eye.
Whitley is going to kill me if I have a black eye in our wedding pictures.
Courtney stood there, stunned. She slowly turned and looked between Reed and me. “Is someone going to tell me what in the hell happened in here?”
“I think it’s stopped bleeding, Reed,” Richard said.