This week has been chaotic. People that never notice me have been bombing me with questions, my family keeps telling me to behave on the trip (so basically telling me not to get drunk or have sex), and the girls are freaking out, and telling me all their problems with packing and how their shirts aren't the right color to match their skin. But tomorrow is going to be the worst day of them yet. My mom is getting married to the one and only Andrew Smart. If them getting married wasn't bad enough all he ever talks about is me taking his last name. I've told him a million times no but that never seems to get across to him.
The only thing good about this wedding is I get to invite my friends. I invited Skyler, Shae, and Paige. Skylar hates weddings so she refused to go but Shae and Paige are for sure coming. And my mom invited the boys from day one since their like her other children. Of corse I'm a bridesmaid along with 5 other people. But I'm not the maid of honor, Carly is, (she's my moms sister). And I'm walking with Brenton, down the aisle. And Matthew is the ring bearer and Zoey is the flower girl. And out of all the colors my mother could of picked she picked pink. It's not that I hate the color cause I'm like a tomboy or something it's just the color makes my butt and my boobs look HUGE.
I sat on the couch thinking about the wedding tomorrow. And how I was gonna have to walk down the aisle in a awful dress, stand for 2 hours as I watch my mother take the name of another man, watch them slow dance at the reception, and then have to spend forever in the shower trying to get rid of all the hairspray, and gel that's stuck to my hair.
I could feel a weight on my shoulder. I looked up to see Brenton with a look of happiness. "What's wrong?" He laughed. "Nothing why!" I exclaimed. "Yeah there is, you were just giving that 'I hate this fucking world' look!" He laughed. I could feel color rise to my cheeks. "Well, I mean that's how I feel!" I exclaimed. "Is my dad really that bad?" He questioned. "What?" I asked confused. "I know your upset about my dad marring you mum." He replied.
"No, trust me it's not him, it's just.... it's just, I don't want him to think he's my dad. Cause he's not."
"Well, I mean he kinda is."
"Ok ya by law, but to me, he's just another man, that's staying here."
"He doesn't feel that way. He cares about you."
"Ya. And I care about him, but still."
"Okay, but your gonna have to get used to him."
"And I will." I lied.
Brenton stood up and left the room. I fiddled with my necklace that dad gave me. I took the ring of the chain and slid it on my finger. It was loose, my dad had a pretty big hand, let alone fingers. I moved the ring from my middle finger to my ring finger. I starred at it . I noticed a letter. A letter? I looked on the inside. What I saw was even more letters. They read "It's ok". I never noticed it until now. I stood up and ran to my room.
I opened a small jewelry box and grabbed a letter that was in it.
"Hi hun, I know your gonna cry through this whole experience," but try not to. I'm gonna go to heaven, and your tears aren't gonna make it easier for me leave. I'll be watching you, and just know I'll love you no matter what. But I'm not gonna be here for all you accomplishments. But I know which ones I want from you. I want good grades, your first boyfriend (he better be nice, all a's, no bad records, he MUST be nice to YOU, respect you, and if he doesn't meet any one these requirements then he can't be your boyfriend), your driver license, a successful (non drunk) 18th birthday, and your wedding day. Speaking of wedding, me and your mom have talked, I want her to find love again, it's what's gonna make her happy. And the necklace that I have you it's my wedding ring, on the inside of the band it's engraved with the words 'it's ok'. This means it's okay to feel sad, it's okay to move on, but most importantly it's important to fill the missing piece. The piece that's your father figure, the piece that you and your mom loves. If you both love him I know I will too. But I love you, even if you mess up, just know you have to bounce back. -dad, love you baby girl
I had never read this for one reason, simply cause I couldn't read it. I revived it when I was 14 so back then it hurt to much to try and read it. And then I forgot about, until today.
I climbed into bed and laid down. I felt something I hadn't felt in my life. A moment of relief.
"Fio, get up. Your late." Luke yelled up to me. I moaned before yelling back "okay." Luke was taking me to meet my mom and the other bridesmaids, to get our hair done for the wedding. I got up and grabbed some things for the wedding. I grabbed the dress, my shoes, my necklace, and some bracelets my mom told me to wear. I was still wearing my pajamas, cause I was gonna get ready once I got there. I was about to leave before my phone rang. I set down the stuff and answered my phone seeing that it was Skylar.
"Hey Sky, what' cha need?" I asked.
"Um... is it still okay if I come to the wedding?"
"Yeah, it's okay. But why did you change your mind all of a sudden?"
"Cause I know your feeling kinda weird about all this, so I want to be there for you."
" I'm feeling better about it, but I would still love it if you came."
"Okay I'll be there at 2."
Then she ended the call. This day was getting better and better. I grabbed my stuff and went downstairs. I saw Luke sitting at the kitchen island. I grabbed the keys and ran to the car. I set the stuff in the back and quickly get in the drivers seat. Luke tapped on the window so I rolled it down.
"Yeah?" I questioned.
"What do you think your doing?" He laughed.
"Driving!" I cheered.
"Luke I have my temps."
"Yeah and you also failed to get your temps 3 times. So move over."
I gave him a glare and unbuckled my seat belt. I moved over and put that seatbelt on. I crossed my arms on frustration and watched the driveway roll away. "Aw your adorable when your mad." Luke smiled. "I AM NOT!" I yelled. "It's like watching a puppy get mad it's toy." "Shut up." I scoffed as I turned my attention towards the window.
I got out of the car and headed to the church. He went home to get ready and would be back when it starts. It's about 11:30 and the wedding starts at 2pm. I still have to get my hair done, get my nails painted, and get dressed. I walked in to see all the bridesmaids off to the side waiting for me. 3 out of the 8 had their hair done. So now I'm guessing their waiting for me to get mine done. I gave an embarrassed smile and a shy wave and headed into the room.
My mom walked in while I was getting my hair done and sat next to me. "Hey, how you holdin up?" She questioned. "Good." I replied. We sat in complete silence until I nervously spoke up. "Umm... so I was thinking, I don't want to change my name fully to Smart, but what if I hyphenated it?" She looked at me smiling from ear to ear. "That would be perfectly fine, sweetie!" She softly spoke. "Thanks mom, I love you." I said. She kissed my cheek and stood up waiting.
It took about 2 hours to get my hair done, nails done, and get dressed. And now I was waiting with Brenton to walk down the aisle. "I'm nervous!" I said fido lung with the little piece of hair that laid around my face. "You'll be fine!" He said before kissing my cheek. It's not weird I mean we're really close. After the people in front of went me and Brenton linked arms as we were told and started to walk.
I was fiddling with my lip ring, cause it was pure boredom. I looked up out of my daze and saw Brenton and Fio walking down the aisle. "Dam!" I mumbled under my breath. I must of mumbled a little to loud cause Ash, Cal, and Mickey all looked back at me and gave a little laugh. I felt my cheeks burn a shade of red. I looked to my other side to try an hide only to find Fio' friends, so of course they let out a little laugh as well. Dam theres no escaping this embarrassment.
^Fio's mom (Janie) pov^
As the paster told us the whole sepal I could feel myself fall into a backflash.
"Honey It's okay, truly I want you to find another man" he spoke to me. The tears just kept rolling. "But no man, will ever, ever replace you!" I balled. "He's not replacing me he's just gonna fill a empty hole, okay I won't ever look down upon you, for becoming happy again." He wiped away my tears with his thumbs. "I love, please don't go!" I said trying to hold back the tears. "Baby, I'm not gone yet, I'm still here." He said bring me in to kiss my forehead. "I know." I mumbled.*
My back flask was interrupted by a out side voice. "Do you Janie, Marie, Vince take Andrew John Smart to be your loathful wedded husband?" "I, i do." I cried.