What's Done is Done

Chapter 28

December 26...the most important, the most special, and the very best day ever...AKA mine and Brandon's wedding.

Because it's old typical Connecticut, it's snowing heavily. (But not heavy enough to close the roads and force people to stay inside their homes.) The sky is gray and cloudy, giving it a dreary look. Despite the yucky wintery weather, I still think it's a beautiful day.

Olds Groves Church doesn't look like its usual theme; you know, creamy and brownish colors. As of right now, there's a navy blue rug vertically running down the white carpeted floor, sparkling white plastic trees with lighter blue colored ornaments hanging off the branches, and a combo of light and dark blue Christmas-style lights displayed across the white painted walls.

The theme is quite lovely, elegant, and even stunning.

In the room, there is only a small but satisfying amount of people seated; Mom, Dad, Isabelle, my grandparents (from Mom's side) Grandpa Keller and Grandma Keller, my other grandparents (from Dad's side) Grandpa Barry and Grandma Barry, Delilah (who had given birth to her biological son a week ago) and Evan, and Erin and John. They're eleven people who loves me and cares about me. They're eleven people who are eager for Brandon and I to become husband and wife.

Brandon and I are now standing across from each other, very closely, at the front of the room.

The minister speaks in a serious but soft voice, "Do you, Brandon Waterson, take Allison Barry to be your wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do you part?"

Brandon says softly, "I do."

I nod my head, smiling, and choked up. "I do."

We kiss for a long period of time - a full minute. We don't care for kissing in front of our family members. We're officially husband and wife now!

We pull away from each other, gasping.

The audience murmurs, "Awww!"

I blush furiously, giggling; Brandon does the same thing.

"I love you, Brandie Bear!" I declare.

"I love you too, Allie Bear!" He replies.

I look down at my silver diamond ring. Hell yeah. I'm his wife; he's my husband.

~ ~ ~

It's pretty interesting, fascinating actually, how life turns out because of one single event. 

It all started with me having sex with Daniel and getting pregnant.

It escalated to Daniel breaking up with me and my parents disowning me.

Then I met Brandon, became friends with him, fell in love with him, and became his girlfriend.

The pregnancy came to an end and I welcomed the precious and wonderful twin babies Daphne and Jared to the world.

Mom and Dad made up with me and we patched things up.

Oh, and that single event didn't just affect me, it affected Delilah in a way too; she got upset about me and had sex with Evan and got pregnant by him; but she survived her teenaged pregnancy and gave her baby boy Colton Blake away to the kind and loving McKnight family in the Bahamas; and she still stayed with Evan, which proved that he's a terrific boyfriend.

And ALL of that resulted into the brand new marriage of me, Allison Waterson, and Brandon aforementioned Waterson.

I previously regretted getting pregnant and having not only one baby but TWO at a young. I previously wished that I could go back in time and fix everything.

But now? I learned that everything happens for a reason and I figured out that fate had different plans for me. I no longer regret getting pregnant and having TWO babies at my wee age.

I'm at the happiest anyone could be.

What's done is done.

The End!