Happy Ending-Part I
”I can’t do this, I can’t do this, dear Lord Tabatha, I can’t do this!” Sobbed a woman. Her hair long black hair was covering her face as she shook a bit. Dear lord, today was the day. Today was the day-and she was going to puke. She stood up and shook herself a bit for walking over to the trashcan.
“Oh you are going to do this.” A girl with long maroon hair stated, hands on hips, blue eyes staring at the girl. “And don’t Puke.. Jeez Noire.. That’s dress wasn’t cheap.”
“I-I know..” Noire stated trying to take deep breaths. If she was like this, only God and Lavi knew how Allen was feeling at the moment. Why couldn’t she see him though. She wanted a good luck peck…or smooch.. Or sucking of faces fest. Apparently though, seeing each other was forbidden. Period.
“Now pull yourself together.” Tabatha said helping her best friend get the messy hair out her face. “Now we have to fix your hair all over again.” She said before looking for a brush.
“Tabatha.” Noire breathed as she sat down. She looked around before staring at the girl.
“Yeah Noire?” The girl asked as she took a brush and headed towards Noire.
“Where did the kids go?” Noire muttered as she took a water bottle and began to drink from it.
Tabatha looked around as if not understanding the question. When of course there weren’t any kids to be seen, Tabatha’s face was struck with horror. “Oh dear God! Noire, I’ll be back.. Crap they know how to run!” She said before bolting out the room. Noire looked a sick as ever.
Noire shrugged once more before beginning to brush her hair. She looked in a mirror at her eighteen year-old self. Wow she looked way better then she did three years ago. With her with her hair a little curly and that long white dress she was dying to take off, she looked gorgeous. This feeling didn’t last too long because the facts of today were rushing through and she felt the urge to puke again. Were all marriage’s this horrible?
“Don’t go puking now Chatte” A familiar voice hummed from the door. It was as if Tabatha decided to go get her hair cut halfway in the past few minutes.
“I’m trying not to Melody.” Noire said giving a weak smile at one of her good friends. She always did feel close to Melody, mostly because they were Noah buddies for the longest. “I just need some medicine for this headache and more water… and I’ll be fine.”
“Suuuure.” Melody said sarcastically before rolling her eyes. “You never see this in the soaps.” She said giving a laugh. “Allen is having it bad over there too, he’s nervous as hell. He thinks he’ll faint while reciting vows.” Melody joked.
“Well I’m glad we both feel the same way.” Noire said getting another water bottle before chugging it down. Oh God that felt so much better. Now if the headache would go away…
“Don’t worry though, Lavi was giving some speech about being a man and sucking it up or some nonsense.” The girl said grinning. “Anyway.. It’s almost time. Let me get that medicine, there should be some somewhere, it is a church after all.” The girl said before searching in the cabinets for some headache medicine. “I wasn’t supposed to tell you, but Tiana made it also.” The girl said as she rummaged through the cabinet.
“I though she had stuff to do in the United States.” Noire asked as she stared at her best friend. Tiana? Here? The last time she had seen the girl was a couple of months.
“Yeah, I thought so too. But she ended up calling Tabatha this morning. So she’s staying at her house for the week staring today.” Melody said before giving a ‘aha!’ and taking out a small bottle. “Here we go.. Take one of these, it should help that medicine of yours.” She said before handing a small sample of the medicine and putting the bottle back in the cabinet. “Come on, it’s about time.”
About time? About time..? Oh God she felt her knees lose ability to move. Noire looked at the ground. “What if I can’t do it… what if I faint or if Allen decides to back out.” Noire said holding her hand to her heart, that ring Allen gave her three years ago still placed on her ring finger.
“Oh Shut up. Your going to do it. Allen ******** adores you. End of story.” Melody said grabbing Noire by the wrist before dragging her out her seat and out the room. “We can’t have a wedding without a bride.”
 Uberlichous · Sat May 10, 2008 @ 04:45am · 0 Comments |
