-=+=- Picture of Brittney's nails cause why not hehe -=+=-
"Ooo but what about these nails?" Crystal gasps.
For someone who hated weddings and dresses, my sister was being very girly today.
"I like these!" Macy yells, "Brittney, what about these ones for you?"
We were currently at a nail salon picking out what I should do and then everyone was going to paint them simple just to match the bridesmaids dresses.
Everyone was throwing out their ideas, and I was wishing it all would be over already.
I grab a random nail example and toss it to the lady painting my nails, "I'll do this one." I mutter.
She smiles and begins soaking my fingers.
"Tough day?" She asks.
"Like you wouldn't believe." I half laugh.
She nods and goes silent.
I close my eyes and start to drift off.
Around 6 that night we arrive back at the house, with our hair, make up and nails done.
"No seeing Caleb tonight." Ally orders as we all walk in, "I will bring you dinner. Go to your room."
I roll my eyes and run up to my room.
A good 30 minutes later there's a soft knock and Ashley walks in with my food.
"They are ready to go. They informed Patrick too." She sighs, "Brittney, I'm scared."
"Okay Miss Preggers don't get all emotional on me. But, I understand. I am too." I smile at her, "Just stand there and look like you gorgeous self."
"Brittney, just be careful tomorrow please." She says smiling and then leaving.
I start eating the salmon and when I'm done I set it on my night stand, then decide to go to bed. I was going to need all the rest I could get.
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"Brittney!" My soft sisters voice wakes me up, "It's time."
I turn over to see her standing there in her baby blue bridesmaids dress.
"You look beautiful." I whisper.
She smiles, "Thank you. Now get up before Ally comes up here and yells at you. You have 30 minutes to get in your dress."
I nod and start to get up and Crystal starts to leave.
"Crystal, today I want you to run out the second we start talking about Ally's plan. Take Macy and Lilly with you. You're in charge of getting everyone out. Okay?"
"I won't leave you behind." She cries.
"Crystal, listen to me. I'll be fine. You need to get out though." I order. She nods and pulls me in for a hug.
She pulls away and runs off.
I sigh and walk down into the room, holding all the wedding supplies. The only thing left is my dress.
"You know you don't have to do it?" Ashley says behind me. "I'd be willing to do it."
"Ashley, you have your baby. And after everything that's going to go down Caleb is going to need you." I smile at her, "I can't make him happy like you."
"And what about Brandon?" She asks.
"I'm trying not to think about that." I whisper, turning my attention back to the dress.
"I'll help you." She whispers pulling the dress of the stand.
I slip out of my pjs and pull the dress over myself.
I turn around to the full length mirror, and stare in awe.
"You would have been a perfect bride if it weren't for the conditions right now." Ashley whispers.
I turn around and wrap my arms around her, "Thank you for everything. Take care of them okay?"
She nods and we pull away as Ally walks in.
"Stop crying, and get in your places." Ally orders, "We don't have time for you two to stand around crying. We have a wedding and people to please."
I wanted to blow up at her. Scream at her. But, I knew if I did nothing good would come out of it.
"Show time." Ashley whispers as everyone lines up.
It was just like last time. Except this time I wouldn't be running away. I wouldn't be scared of Caleb. I wouldn't be marrying him. It was all going to end.
-=+=-
A.N
Really short chapter. Just kind of a filler. Also not my favorite piece of work, but oh well.
-Kaw
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