You Smell Like Trouble.

Chapter 16 (Blaze's POV): End

Today marks the one month anniversary of the day Natania and I discovered our relationship. Meaning, we've only been dating for three weeks, and we're about to get married today. I'm scared. But I'm also happy.

"Blaze, you just wait until you see her in her dress. I know you saw it already, but I just came out of her room: she's gorgeous." Ma says as she adjusts my tie.

"I bet she is. I just wanna hurry up and get out there so I can see her. I miss her already."

She laughs as she cups my cheeks with her warm hands, "never in a million years, would I have thought I'd see my son fall in love again. I thought things would've ended with Nizhoni for you, but I'm glad I was wrong, mio gioia."
*mio gioia means "my joy" in Italian*

"Grazie, Mamma. I'm gonna go out now."
*Grazie means thank you in Italian*

"Okay. Let's go."

Mamma holds my hand, as she walks me down the aisle. All of our family and friends (along with the fake ones from that party) cheer and smile at me. They all can tell that this is a marriage of convenience... was anyway. But it's so much more to me now. This isn't just a marriage for power, or benefits to both of our families. We really love each other.

The song Mom walked me out to slowly cuts out, and her song, the instrumental of Lana Del Rey's Art Deco, starts to play.

I stare straight down the walk way, awaiting the doors to open.

When they do, she's standing there in her beautiful, tight and long dress with a huge bouquet in her hands. Her hair is straightened and there's a braid on the right side, and it's pulled back into a clip.

She took my advice and went bare-faced, and she looks beautiful. She has a bit of mascara on, and her lips are lined with lipgloss though.

As she takes her steps, I notice she has on sneakers and it makes me laugh a bit.

"Shut up, Blade." she mouths.

She seems so far away, but I wanna hold her now.

Oh, and no, her father isn't walking her to me. She said he doesn't deserve it, and I couldn't agree more.

Fuck, why's she taking so long.

"Hurry up." I mouth to her.

She rolls her eyes, and continues to take her time.

I grin, and bite my bottom lip, contemplating whether or not I should do what I want to.

I mutter, "fuck it."

I walk off the alter and to her. I pull her into me by her waist and completely destroy her lip makeup. But she doesn't mind it.

Something about Natania stuck out to me the moment I saw her, and to this day I have yet to know what it was, or why I was so drawn to her. Maybe it was because a small part of me knew she was the one for me. Maybe it was because she reminded me of Nizhoni in a way. Or maybe it was because I could tell she was different. I thought she was a trouble maker, and could smell the problems she'd cause straight off the bat. And I secretly liked it.
We haven't known each other that long, but the fact she managed to break down every single wall I'd worked my ass off to put up lets me know that she was God sent. She was created for me. It took me a while to admit it, but I love her. I love her so much it hurts me.
Our story was short, but so much happened and we both changed a lot.

Natania Guiao, my little troublemaker.