Five months and two days later, it was wedding day! Jimmy and I each got ready separately. I at my apartment with my mom, stepmom, Jimmy's mom, Gabby, Sylvie, and Stella and Jimmy at his parents' house with his dad, my dad, my stepdad, Hermann, Casey, Severide, and Boden. Each of our bags were packed for the honeymoon. Two hours later, it was time to go to our wedding venue....Grant Park! It was beautiful! The fountain was just a couple inches away from the spot where the wedding would take place. A few minutes later, after the playing of "Here Comes The Bride" and "Avé Maria" and a prayer, Jimmy and I exchanged vows and rings. Then we kissed and everyone cheered. An hour later, we went to Molly's for the reception.
After dancing, eating, socializing, drinking, and speeches, it was time for Jimmy and I to go on our honeymoon! With our luggages already in the limo, we waved and said goodbye to everyone and headed to O'Hare to fly to Miami.
"This is so beautiful!" I exclaimed after we arrived at the hotel and into our room. "Not as beautiful as you, my love." Jimmy implied. We kissed and got ready to go to the beach. After spending three hours at the beach, we went back to our hotel room and got ready for dinner. After washing up and dressing in semi-formal clothes, we went down to the hotel restaurant. We ordered and ate the most delicious steak ever and washed it down with wine. For dessert, we had crème brûlée and strawberry champagne. After our food settled a little, we paid the bill and headed back to our room. The next day, I woke up feeling sick. I rushed to the bathroom, locked the door behind me, and threw up in the toilet. Jimmy must've heard me, because he woke up, yawned, and knocked on the door. "Honey? You okay?" He asked. I retched again and replied, "Hangover." "We each only had two glasses of alcohol last night. It's not something you ate because we ate the same thing. Should I take you to the doctor?" He insisted. I flushed the toilet, washed my hands and face, brushed my teeth, did my hair, and said, "Okay." Then we got dressed and headed to the doctor.
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Strength (A Chicago Fire fanfic)
FanfictionAfter more setbacks and much more to come, I physically and emotionally grew stronger. However, there still is light!
