After I got out of the hospital and was ambushed with paparazzi, I finally made it home. I walked into the door and headed straight toward my woman cave. As I get down there I kick my feet up, turn the television on to catch up on my shows, and reread my glorious acceptance letter into T.E.D. As I reread, I catch something I didn't see before. They pay for my plane ticket plus one others, they pay my first month of rent, they sent 4,000 dollars for my experience, and lastly they need me to work from seven in the morning to five in the evening everyday. I start next month which is basically in three weeks. "Nooooo!!!!" I yell frustrated. Elliot, Nick, and my mom come running down the stairs. "They give me a great deal, but I start in three weeks." I explain."Well, as much as it hurts, you have to do what you have to do." Noah says. "We will be supporting you no matter what you do. Just make sure you e-mail, call, or facetime us." My mom adds. I look around at them until my eyes land on Elliot. The love of my life. My fiancee. "Oh, the wedding!" I say in a worriedly voice. "Don't worry we already have it ready. All you need to do is pick a cake, go to the dress fitting, and pick bridesmaids and a maid-of-honor." My mom tells me. Wait, when did all of this happen? "Hello, is anybody down there?" Somebody calls out from upstairs. I quickly hide behind the couch as Noah and Elliot jump up. Noah grabs the gun and Elliot has a bat. My mom comes with me with a knife in her hand. A knife? Whatever. They creep over to the stairs and get their weapons ready. They have them in position and step on the stairs towards the intruder. "Aha!" Noah yells. " AHHHHHHHHH, its just me." The intruder says. Something seems familiar about the girls voice. "Oh, its just a friend. Come on babe." Noah says to my mom smiling as she comes over to see who it is. "We'll just leave them alone." Elliot says as they walk upstairs. I hear the door shut. I clutch the knife in my hand just in case. The intruder comes down the stairs. I peak a look to see Carter coming down the stairs towards the couch. I look at her with a pained look that turns to anger. "What do you want?" I ask her in an angry and annoyed voice. "Listen, before you start yelling at me. I would like to apologize." Carter says. I give her a look of approval. She continues. "I'm sorry for running out on you like that. I was scared. I couldn't think of losing someone else." She says. We both know she is talking about how she lost her dad a couple years ago. "You were scared? How do you think I felt? I thought maybe the comfort of my best friend would help, but she wasn't there. Did you know I'm getting married in a week? Did you know I leave for a job in three weeks. I'm going to England. Did you know I am on my period? Which makes things twenty times worse. I needed to deal with this, but I have no close friends to help me deal with it because they all left." I say letting it all out. I feel my eyes getting watery. There is no way I am gonna cry. Keep it together Krystal. I tell myself. "I know and I am an idiot for thinking you wouldn't need me. I know I am so late on asking this, but could you please forgive me?" Carter says as tears pour out her eyes. When I see them then I know she really is sorry. Stop freaking crying Carter or you're gonna make me cry. I look at her than let it out. We both start sobbing and hold each other. After we cried and I forgave her, we sat up and started talking again. "So I hear somebody has a wedding in a couple of weeks. I also heard that you need help at a dress fitting and picking people to be in the wedding." Carter says while moving her eyebrows up and down. "Your sources are correct." I tell her smiling. "Well lets get started!" Carter shouts in excitement.
***One Hour Later***
After an hour of making phone calls, we finally got our list.
Flower Girl- Elliot's cousin (who is five)
Ring Bearer- My cousin (who is seven)
Maid-of-honor-Carter
Bridesmaids- Melanie, Fiona, Peyton, Brianna, Monique, and Michelle.
Best Man-Nick
Groomsman- Some of Elliot's buddies from college.
Maya Angelou will read a poem and celebrity guest stars will preform. It will be Bruno Mars and Passenger. It will be awesome. I'm even marrying the perfect man. Since I suffered from the attack many celebrities offered to sing at my wedding.
Noah will walk me down the aisle. It was a great list. By four o'clock we went to the dress fitting. It was a strapless Vera Wang dress. It was perfect. It fit around me perfectly. It was simply beautiful. There were no words to describe how beautiful it was. After modeling in it we headed back to the house, but stopped by Subway first. We went through the drive-in. When we were pulling up we saw my dad sitting there in a disguise. He had blotchy looking eyes. He looked horrible. As soon as I saw him, I called the police. By the time they got there, he ran and hid in the bathroom. I led them over to the men's restroom area and described his disguise. They went in and no less than fifteen seconds, they came back out with him in police cuffs. He throws his head up in disgust to see who ratted him out. He looks surprised to see it was me. "Don't worry sweetheart. I always come back." He says with a toothy grin or at least what he has left of a toothy grin. "Not this time. You wronged three times, so now you will probably end up with the death penalty or being locked up with surveillance and guards." The police officer says. "Thank you. I'm just glad Carter spotted him." I say relieved. They take him out the restaurant towards the police car and put him in the car. I promise on my grave that I saw a tear running down his face. This is just putting our problems away. Thank you God for this miracle. "Goodbye Dad!!!!" I yell excitedly and all of a sudden I just start feeling like dancing, so I do and Carter joins me. Too bad he can't join us.
