In Love With Trouble

Chapter 1

Standing in her wedding dress just didn't feel like she imagined it would. Her mum and maid of honour were standing there telling her 'this is it. The one.' the one that stood out was 'it's so you' but she couldn't help feeling like this whole thing shouldn't feel like its hard to breath or that the stupid corset was pushing so hard into her ribs she was sure she would tear a lung from the pressure. Or even if she did look like it she shouldn't feel like she was wearing a meringue.

This white poofy dress was the perfect dress for the prissy peppy girl that wanted to look like a fucking fairy princess on her wedding day but Benny wasn't one of them.

"I look like a princess fucked a poodle and I popped out." She murmured turning her nose up in the mirror.

"Nonsense darling." she could tell her mother disapproved of the sentence but the fact Benny was here at all was a victory and she didn't want to push it. This dress was everything Benny's mother had ever wanted for Benny, A daughter who was sparkly, white and innocent, in love with the stable and nice guy. Her mother didn't really give Benny a choice in the matter of wedding dresses or about much for that matter. Besides it wasn't like Benny really cared anyway, she would go down the isle in all addidas if she could. "We'll take it." Her mother turned to the snooty sales assistant who had the most pig shaped nose she had ever seen. And her mother had gotten her own way. Again.

She left her mother to talk about alterations while she walked into the changing rooms and started tugging on strings to get the damn thing off. She just wanted to breath. Eventually Cammie came in to help her. Her maid of honour talked about how they should do her hair and makeup. Asked her what flowers she wanted.

"We could shave it off?" Benny replied dead panned. She was done. So done with everyone talking at her not too her. So done with the way her mother looked at her like she knew she had been right this whole time. Like she was the one that made this beautiful day come true. Benny wanted to laugh at it. Once Cammie had loosened the straps enough Benny ripped it off as quickly as possible throwing on her jeans and crop top again, already feeling much more herself. Her hoodie came up over her head in a way that hid her face. Maybe this was what everyone felt like when picking out wedding dresses? She looked at cammie who was still having a long discussion to thin air about the shade of blusher that would go perfectly with her blonde hair. Benny sighed practically pushing past her to leave the small fitting room.

She couldn't breathe.

She bolted past her mother who gave her a hard look. "Where are you going Darling?"

"I'm going to call Trent." Her mother gives a little smile and turns to the sales assistant to gush all about Trent. Her mother loved Trent he was the perfect guy. When her parents friends asked about her life she would tell them all the new things Trent was up too. Show them pictures of him gush all about him as if he was her son. Her daughter would never come up in conversation. But Benny couldn't blame her, in her own was she was only reassuring her friends that her daughter was firmly back on the rails after a rather large stint off of them.

She dialled his number leaning against the door way she lit up a cigarette. She was supposedly quitting but desperate times and all that. Putting it against her lips she felt she could finally breath but when she heard a course "Hello" on the other end she tensed up and she couldn't explain why.

"Hey" she exhaled, she could almost hear the disapproval coming down the phone, but smoking was the only exciting thing she had going. The only slightly rebellious thing she could do.

"How was your day." It was good to hear his voice.

"It was fine. But Mum picked out this hideous wedding dress so if I come down the isle dressed as a sugar plumb fairy it wasn't my doing." She chuckled and he chuckled with her.