when i imagined my wedding day as a little girl, it wasnt like every other girl my age dreamed it up to be. all the girls i was friends with wanted a marine, a nice man with a nice family who wanted kids. they wanted big parties with ball gown dresses, tall white heels and flashy flowers. soft music, big cake, a june wedding and at least 500 people.
i wanted a smaller wedding, a simple dress and dark flowers. i always wanted to get married in the fall in montana. i was so paranoid i'd fall, i wanted to wear my adidas but i wanted a white pair. i wanted loud music. most of all, i wanted a rockstar instead of a marine.
my dream came true today, i married that rockstar i dreamed of as a little girl. tommy lee, motley crues drummer, fit every detail perfectly. my dress was a-line, off the shoulder and instead of having lace, it was solely chiffon. my mom did, however, convince me to wear heels so i was wearing white 70s style wedges that laced around my ankles. my hair was done into a low bun and my flowers were orange, burgundy and white. i decided against having a veil.
everything had gone so perfectly earlier, we timed it just right (not on purpose) so that as we were reading our vows, the sun was setting beautifully behind us. tommy wore his leather pants (of course) and a white button up and he looked so great. the pictures turned out wonderful.
but now, the reception was the fun part. we decided instead of throwing my flowers since i wanted to keep those, we'd do a garter toss. so here i am, sitting on the chair which was placed on the dance floor and tommy was unbuttoning a few more buttons from his shirt, exposing his chest.
he knelt down in front of me, smirking as he did so. he lifted up my legs, my dress falling down my thighs as he pulled them over his shoulders. he kissed my inner thigh, another closer to my core before his teeth grazed over the garter. he pulled it down my leg until he let go when it was mid calf and it fell down my ankle. id long since discarded of my shoes and his hand fell to the back of my ankle, rubbing my skin with his thumb as he picked up the garter and stood up.
he pulled me up and kissed me, laughing against my lips as some other people clapped. he turned around and flung the garter like a sling shot off his thumb. nikki, who hadnt been paying attention, got hit in the cheek with it.
tommy and i both died off laughter as nikki reached down to pick it up. he twirled it around his finger with a smirk, catching his girlfriends eyes from across the isle where the people had separated to watch.
tommys hands gripped my hips, our attention returning to the other. "i think im about ready to get the hell out of here, what about you?"
"i couldnt agree more," i mumble, leaning into him as his lips captured mine harshly. a series of cheers and whistled faded into background noise until he pulled away, leaving me dazed.
