Baby Daddy Facade

Chapter 25: She`s American {The 1975}

"In a great romance, each person plays a part the other really likes." - Elizabeth Ashley.

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"So I really want this wedding to happen as soon as possible, that's why it will be happening in a month." Yaya explained while sipping on her cocktail.

She had invited all her bridesmaids to meet for lunch and the only person I knew around this table was Alma the other three ; no idea.

"Oh right, Alma and Raina this is Leentje Timmermans my childhood bestfriend, we met in highschool back in Amsterdam." She pointed at the woman who sat beside me with big cold narrow gray eyes, strawberry blonde hair in waves and had a meaningful tattoo on her neck.

"Nice to meet you Alma and Raina I wouldn't say the same." She spoke in a thick Dutch accent filled with vernom and I flinched in my seat.

"She is my maid of Honour." Yaya added.

"Over there is Linda Freisler, she from Germany you must know her collections...we met at a fashion show in Cologne and we have been close friends ever since." She pointed at the woman who beside Leentje with a sophisticated solemn expression. She had deep set blue eyes tousled auburn hair with a nose ring.

"Alma and Raina, Guten dag." She said in a nonchalant tone. I furrowed my eyebrows because I didn't understand what the hell she was saying but Alma replied without hesitance, her stomach was now showing just a bit considering she was four months pregnant.

"Over there is Antoinetta Ravn, a good friend of my mine. She is from South Africa but we went to the same Fashion school in Amsterdam back in Netherlands." She pointed at the woman who sat right

beside me, i had thought she was African-American from her caramel tanned complexion. She had warm brown eyes, her black frizzy hair placed in a bun, a small gold earing on each ear.

"Nice to finally meet you Alma and Raina." She spoke with a none american accent.

"Nice to meet you all." I gave a warm smile making Leentje roll her eyes and Linda furrowed her eyebrows.

"She's American ?" Linda questioned.

"Well yes." Yaya replied. That's when realization dawned onto me, i was the only American sitting on this table. Of course I felt comfortable with Alma but now I felt left out because she could speak Dutch with them but hey Linda and Antoinetta can't speak Dutch.

"I thought you were only inviting Europeans, you know how i absolutely distaste Americans." Linda sneered laying her manicured hand on her cocktail glass.

"Actually I'm not fully American, my mom is from Puerto Rico." I replied trying to ease the tension.

"So can you speak Dutch or German or just Spanish ?" Leentje narrowed her eyes at me.

"No." I replied in a low tone.

"So you can't even speak Spanish ?" Linda sourly asked.

"No."

"Then you are American and I don't like you." Linda said as a matter of fact.

"Come on, Linda." Antoinetta added.

"I'm not the only American here, am I ?" I turned to look at them. Leentje started laughing hysterically then Yaya and Antoinetta laughed as well.

"You are darling. Antoneitta speaks Afrikaans and I speak German...both these languages are similar to Dutch so let's just say we can speak Dutch." She said in time like she was speaking to a five year old.

"Oh..." I frowned so much to Alma for being my best friend she didn't even mutter a word in my defence. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

"But we are going to speak English and none of that." Antoinetta added.

"Netta-" Linda and Leentje yelped at the same time.

"Anyways back to why we are here ladies. I'm getting married." Yaya grinned showing off her beautiful ring. Wow I thought, he really went all out.

"That's right and I'm the maid of Honour." Leentje grimaced.

"No need to rub it in." Linda rolled her eyes.

"You haven't even told us who is Raina and Alma. One of your many friends ?" Antoinetta said, it seemed she was one person that everyone on this table seemed to listen to.

"She told us on the phone remember.." Leentje said in an annoyed tone.

"Alma the millionaire's sister and Raina the baby mama for millionaire." Linda said and I felt sick to my stomach, no wonder they all seemed to hate me. Antoinetta only liked me because she didn't know but now she knows.

"Oh right." Antoinetta furrowed her eyebrows giving me a ditasteful look.

"I think I'm just going to go." I felt unwelcome and uncomfortable like they were against me.

"No no stay." Yaya stopped me while her friends gave her the 'what are you doing' look. Grayson was really my bestfriend because in this whole conversation you would think Alma wasn't even there, she ignored my presence like a bug.

"This is my wedding and I want her to stay so treat her well." She summoned and they all gave me distasteful looks.

"Fine, but I will speak Dutch or German when it suits me even if she is here or not." Linda added.

"Damn right." Leentje sneered at me.

"I'm sure you have Google translater on your phone." Antoinetta said sarcastically making Leentje and Linda laugh.

"I think Yaya will be a good Samaritan and translate." Linda added as they laughed.

"I tried being nice but this is just bullshit. Yaya wants me in her wedding so if you have a problem with it please shove it up your Dutch or German throats because I won't sit here while you insult me. You will just have to tolerate me because I'm not going anywhere until Yaya says it herself. Right Yaya ?" I turned to Yasmine.

"Exactly." She replied. Alma just pretended to be on her phone the whole time. "Now let's talk about what we are here for.."

I heard Leentje, Linda and Antoinetta muttered incoherent sounds among themselves like I care. I won't let Angelo step all over me then Angelo's fianc??e then Angelo's fianc??e's friends like hell..