Sweet Dreams (Marilyn Manson Love Fanfic)

Chapter 34 (Part 3)

Raven's POV

My mother, Ash, and my mother in law help put my wedding dress on. The top of my dress squeezes me in a comforting way. The dress hugs my body in all the right places. It pushes up on my breasts making my petite breasts look perky. It squeezes my waist making it look skinny and my hips curvy.

"You're such a nice young lady, Raven." My soon to be mother in law, Barbara, says.

"Thank you, I love your son so much, he's such a gentlemen." I compliment. She smiles at me and continues to fix up my dress.

"Okay, honey. You're ready?" My mom asks. I bite my lip and take another look in the mirror. Ash puts on my veil and she then grabs a handful of the train of my dress.

"I-I think," I say. My mom wipes some of her tears away and nods. Ash lifts up my train so it won't drag and we walk out. My mom hands me my bouquet of red roses. (I decided on red roses to be displayed everywhere in the hall because that was the flower Brian gave me on our first date)

"Come on, love." Ash says to me softly. I overhear soft violin music playing. Our wedding is outside mostly since it's such a beautiful day and the garden out there is impeccable. We stop at the doors. The brown large, grand doors. Where on the other side is my one true love, Brian. The flower girl runs in front of us. She's my little cousin, Sally. My mom leaves to go to where she is suppose to stand outside. My dad comes later after her. I tuck my arm in his.

"Ready, honey." I nod slowly. "My little girl is all grown up." He whispers.

"You're pwetty," Sally says to me. She grips onto the white basket of red rose petals tightly. The little ring bearer comes next to her doing an excellent job at not dropping the rings. The two stand before us. My knees become wobbly. Finally, my wedding. The day I've been waiting for since I was a little girl. I can't seem to wipe that damn Cheshire grin on my face. The violin music stops playing. My heart rate goes up from the anticipation. The anticipation hurts me. The beautiful elegant sound of the wedding song comes on. The music I've been waiting and dying to hear that's dedicated to our wedding. The brown copper doors open slowly. The scenery is simply stunning. Wow. The whole wedding is covered with a gazebo like structure that's rectangular around them on four legs. The top of it is covered in white lace for shade. You can see the garden and fountains. The soft sound of the water running on the fountains play lightly behind the song. The aisle is a white lace trail leading up to Brian, Twiggy next to him as his best man and the band all in black suits. They smile at me. Across them is some of my cousins and Brian's cousins as my bridesmaids. The seats are in black lace. There are about six rows on each side. Family and friends sit there and look up at me as I make my first step in. The flower girl gracefully lets flower petals fall between her fingertips. People are dressed in black dresses and black tuxes. White and black are my colors I chose for this occasion. I take slow steps. Each step is closer to Brian. Brian and I lock eye contact. He smiles sweetly, he even looks like he's about to cry.

I tighten my grip on my bouquet. My palms begin to sweat slightly. Each step, all of the attention of our family and friends. Everything, is all so perfect.

Another step, a couple of more and I'll be there. Memories pour before me. Another step, the day that we first met. Another step, the day we first kissed. Another step, first time we made love. Another step, the day we declared our love for each other. Another step, the day he proposed to me, for I to be his lawful wedded wife. I stop and turn to his direction. I melt from his eyes. His beautiful eyes.

"We are gathered here today," the priest starts out. I stare down at the ground. A smile still remains on my face. This is surreal. I look up to Brian at him smiling down at me. "You may exchange your vows." He says to us. I smile at him and begin. My voice starts out a little shaky.