Nameless

Chapter Fifteen- Happy Ever After

A/N: I'm a bit busy, and I won't be at home until tomarrow, so I'm going to post this right now and come back and add in the extra stuff when I have access to a computer. Enjoy!

               “Arinda!”

I’m sitting in front of the ambulance while they check me out. However, my head snaps up as I hear my name. A boy with brown hair is running to me at full tilt.

“Martin!” I carefully rise to my feet, and the blanket that’s wrapped loosely around me falls to the ground. He slows to a complete stop. “Wha…?” he trails off. He stares at my swollen stomach. “What did that sick woman do to you?” He roars. I flinch, but continue to walk towards him. “Martin, calm down…Yes, she tried to get me pregnant, but…These babies are yours.”

                His eyes widen. “Really?” He closes the distance between us and knees down, so he is eye level with my tummy. He places a hand on either side. “Wait….Did you say babies? As in more than one?” He questions. I nod. “Twins,” I murmur. His face lights up. “How far along are you?” He asks.

“Six months… One is gonna be a boy and the other a girl.” I say. He becomes confused. “How do you know?”

I look up. Jace is standing behind Martin, with the most beautiful smile. I gaze at Martin. “I just know,” I say smiling. When I glance up again, he’s gone.

                Martin rises and puts one arm around my thin shoulders, and one hand on my belly. “Arinda,” he says, “Will you marry me?”

My eyes well with tears and spill over as I say, “Absolutely.”

As I look over Martin’s shoulder, I see Jason looking at me with sorrow on his face.

~*~

                I adjust the train on my dress as Christopher put the final touches on my makeup. I know it seems a little strange, but he admitted that he was gay the day I told him about the wedding.

“Oh my deities. See, this is what happens when you go to Florida. You end up preggers!” Christopher exclaims as he hugs me. I’m sitting in a little coffee shop, back in Mississippi. Martin and I have come back for a little while for the wedding, because most of his family lives here.

                I hug back, and laugh. My babies are due in a month, and the wedding is in a week. “Well, what did you invite me to this adorable coffee shop for?” He asks loudly. The owner, a boy about our age, flushes bright red when he hears. I laugh.

“Well, I know it’s not much advance, but since I don’t really have any female friends, would you like to be my…um… Male of Honor?” I ask, chuckling. His face lights up. “For your wedding? Oh my deities, I’d love to!” He leans in closer. “Do you mind if I ask the owner to be my date? He is so handsome!” He whispers. I stare. “Sure, but why didn’t you tell me you were gay?” I ask. He shrugged. “Never got around to it, I guess.” I roll my eyes and playfully punch his shoulder.

I laugh at the happy memory. I can barely contain my nervousness and excitement. “Done!” Christopher announces. He leads me over to the full length mirror.

I don’t even recognize the creature in my reflection. My red hair is swept up in a bun. My blue eyes sparkle like sapphires, shielded by my thick lashes. My pale skin glows with the pregnancy. Dad’s necklace sparkles on my bare neck, as my “something old” , and Jace’s bracelet is my “something blue”. My dress is new, so I guess all I’m missing is my borrowed something. But Christopher is once again, the hero of the day. He presses a lacy white handkerchief into my small hand. I protest, because I don’t want to get makeup on something so pretty. He winks. “Sweetie, that’s what waterproof makeup is for!” I laugh.