not everything is rainbows.

35 // Their Wedding (1)

It's been awhile since the last time I saw Scott. Now it's Halloween. AKA.. wedding day. It was six thirty AM. Alyssa and I were in the car. We were getting our nails done. I'm eating a banana and scrolling through bridal nails. I look over at Alyssa. She's been beaming since we stepped foot out of the house. I'm getting matte gray acrylic nails the same color of my dress with a pale yellow matte accent nail. Alyssa's getting grey nails with a sparkly yellow French tip. The colors of the wedding were grey, blue, and yellow. We're having it on the beach.
Alyssa is starting to show. Just a little, but her belly's bigger and her breasts are bigger too. It sounds weird that I noticed but when we wear the same uniform every day, it's hard not to notice changes. Sky is crazy about her. Every time she does anything, he showers her in praise, kissing her everywhere she would need. She plans on announcing it tonight, but she said "Lets just see."
I haven't seen Scott since the day in the shoppes. I miss him to death. All that the seeing him did to me was heighten the desires. Whenever I see anything, I link it to him. I'm scared because in six hours, I'll be with him. I don't want to miss him.. maybe we should talk. Maybe I'm just craving closure.
When getting our nails done, Alyssa eats. Pregnancy cravings are a major symptom for her. Right now, she's eating pickle juice as sauce for her chicken nuggets. Yesterday it was salty strawberries. Oh my god, don't forget about syrup. ON HER HAMBURGERS. Her favorite drink is coffee creamer. The weirdest things piss her off too. Vacuuming the carpets is a big thing now. For example, last night I was vacuuming on the carpet in the living room and she started screaming, "WHAT THE HELL. I HAVE WOODEN FLOORS SO WE DON'T HAVE TO VACCUM. THIS IS SO STUPID, OH MY LORD." Yeah, it's pretty stupid but its in the program. She maintains semi-normal in front of Momma and Pops. I think Momma may be catching on though. It's tough not to.
When we're done, we go get our hair done. I get half braided crown. The other half of my hair is down and wavy. I looked glam so far. Alyssa gets her short hair braided into a messy rose. She is gorgeous!
When we get home, I grab my makeup bag from the bathroom and walk to my room. I sit by my vanity and apply my moisturizer. Then some primer. Then I put some sparkly nude eyeshadow on. I finish it off with a winged eyeliner and mascara. I put on some gloss as Alyssa walks in, "Do my makeup."
I nod and motion for her to sit by the vanity. I pull up the other chair and sit, "How's the baby?" I ask, pulling out my moisturizer again.
She shrugs and closes her eyes, "Good, I guess. I want to tell everyone."
I nod, even though she can't see me, "I get that."
Alyssa sighs then smiles, "But I'm happy. Sky's happy. He's my true love, I swear."
I bite the inside of my cheek as I finish brushing out the cream. Grabbing a big brush and anti-shine powder that I never need, I say, "Wish I knew the feeling."
She sighs, "I think you do."
I stop brushing her forehead, "What."
She opens her eyes, "You love Scott. Don't play around."
I sigh and brush her chin, "Not really." It hurts to say it, but he doesn't want me. Not the other way around. I pull out my mascara wand and flick it on her lashes.
She says, "Why don't you just.. I don't know." She trailed off as I winged her liner. I wasn't going to bring more attention to the subject. I put my stuff back and said, "Time for your dress!" She nodded and walked out. She came back.
Her dress was unzipped. I smile and step behind her. She was facing the window with a huge smile. Everyone was there, waiting. The pastor was talking to Sky, who was clearly nervous.
Scott was kneeling, talking to the little flower girl. He hugged her and then a woman cave up to him and planted a kiss on his cheek and a loose hug around his neck. I felt a twinge of jealousy that wasn't justified. Alyssa was quick to explain, "That's his sister. She lives in Europe. I haven't met the flower girl, but it's her baby."
I nod, "Oh. Alright." I finish the zipper and change into my own dress, which Alyssa zips.
She looks at me, "I don't have any cute shoes!"
I shake my head, "Lets go barefoot."
She smiles, "Sounds like a plan, pizza man." And with that, we faced the people, running downstairs to the beach.

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