Jacqueline West, an average girl, who could barely take care of her self finds her life twisted upside down. Taking care of a kid while going to school is something neither she nor Blake Archer knows how to do. Jacqueline always thought you needed l...
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THIRTY-FIVE
Do Weddings Mean The End?
"Jackie, can you please check up on the boys? I swear they're stressing me out!" Lottie's mom entered the room, looking gorgeous as ever in her maid-of-honour dress.
"Yeah, I messaged Blake. He said they'll be here soon." I smoothed out my dress as I got up from the couch
"Kate, why aren't the boys here yet? Chris needs to walk down the aisle with the rings. Caden and Blake need to walk down with Jackie and Lottie. Is Reese even ready? Oh my god! Liam forgot to take the ties with him!" Auntie paces back and forth in the dressing room, breathing heavily.
"Auntie calms down, everything will be ok. Boys will be here soon" Lottie chimes in.
"Don't worry, I'll go pass on the ties. Take deep breaths!" I grab the pink ties, along with the white flower pins and leave the room, lifting my pink dress a little to prevent it from coming in between my silver heels. I hoped a task off of Auntie's list would calm her down.
I wouldn't say life was easy, it was hard. It was very hard. At times I wanted to cry because of how stressed I was.
Chris's birth-mom had passed on her guardianship towards Blake and me. Since I was not eighteen at the time, it was mostly under his name. I finally got added on my birthday. I was happy because we didn't have to go through the long process of adoption, quite possibly having to fight our way through court.
Chris continued to alter between the two houses. The school year was about to start soon though, which meant that Chris, Blake, and I would start living together at the school's family housing.
As I walked through the door, I find papa handing dad a drink. I shoot them both a stern look, knowing both of their wives, or soon to be, had strictly told them not to. Apparently, they're crazy drunks.
"Oh, come on just one sip, Jackie" My dad whines to me as I walk over to them, handing papa his tie.
"Nope, and if you try to drink it, I'll drink it myself. I'm sure you don't want your daughter to be having a drink" I mischievously smile at him, wrapping his tie around his neck.
"Jackie, you only get married twice. Let him have some fun" Papa chimed in as I tied the tie around my dad's neck, much like I had done several times when I was younger.
"Papa, don't make me snitch to your wife. And Dad, please, Auntie is stressed out enough as it is. I'm sure you don't want to add on to that" I pin the flower to his blazer, before walking over to papa and doing the same.
"We're not even married yet, and you're already switching favourites on me" Dad tried to hold back his smile, pouting at me.
"Nope, I'm just making room for more. You'll always be my favourite though" I kissed my dad's cheek and walked out after he placed a kiss on my forehead, embracing how proud he was of me.
