"Why are you here?" He roared as he punched the wall.
"Because I care." I said almost breathless.
He was intimidating and I was intrigued.
"You shouldn't be here, Abigail. Just fucking leave." He spat and it hurt but I wasn't going to leave, not aga...
Today is the day I get to marry Abigail. We have been through so much that I hope this wedding goes so perfectly for her. I want to give her the world because she is mine.
My hands are sweaty as I'm buttoning my suit, Andrew walks in and smiles at me.
"I can't believe you're getting married, brother. You said you would never fall in love and look at you now. Im glad you picked me to be your best man." He pats my arm and sits down in the chair.
"Of course you idiot. You're my brother." I say and finish getting ready.
"Jake. Its time." Andrew says and he's up. I take a long breath and walk out the door and to my future.
*** As I wait for Abigail to walk down the isle, I'm started to get nervous maybe she changed her mind. As I'm thinking these thoughts, something catches my eye and my mouth drops open.
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The dress she is wearing makes her look even more beautiful. As she walks up to me, I feel like I'm going to cry. I push back the emotion and tears as we hold hands. She has tears in her eyes already and I wipe them away. The priest begins and soon it's time to say our vows. She wants to o first so I let her.
"Jake, when I first saw you, I didn't think I would be here with you and be in love with you. You were so shut off and I didn't think I could fall for someone like you. When we started to hang out everyday, I started to develop feelings, half of it was because you're hot," we both chuckle, "when I found out the truth about you and what you do and did to me, I was hurt. Not because you do/did those things, it was because you didn't want to tell me. I was hurt, you didn't trust me. I couldn't seem to hate you or stay away from you. You snuck your way into my life without me even noticing, you're my love, my best friend and most importantly my husband. I love you Jake Summers." She finishes and looks up at me with tears in her eyes and one slips free from my own.
"Now Jake, its your turn to say your vows." The priest says.
I clear my throat and begin.
"Abigail, you have carved a special place my heart without me even noticing. When I first saw you, at the café, my heart sky rocketed, you were and still are stunning. I couldn't help my self, yes I was selfish but I couldn't stay away from you, i still can't till this day. Being here with you now, reminds me that I found someone so special to me and I never want to lose you. You're a funny, stubborn, beautiful women that I'm glad to call my wife. I fall in love with you all over again, everyday. You have been at my side even when I hurt you the most and I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you. I will always love you, you're my best friend that I never want to lose." I finish and tears slip free. I look at Abigail and she is sobbing. I want to pull her to my chest but I can't.
"I pronounce you, man and wife. You may kiss the bride." I don't hesitate and pull her to me and kiss her. Everyone around us starts to cheer and some of them are crying. We break free from our kiss and I hug her to me. Everyone comes to us and gives us hugs, pats me on the back and tells me I'm lucky to have her. I know I am, I'm the most luckiest man alive.
*** After the wedding we are finally home, she is sitting on the bed. We bought our own house, just in case we wants to have kids which I don't know if I would be a good father. I don't want my kids in the line of my work. I wouldn't want to put them through that, they need a good life. They need to find a woman/man they will love and not to involve them in this kind of work.
"Hey, baby, stop thinking about the kids. We don't have to have any, if you don't want them." She says and kisses my cheek. This is why I love her, she's so understanding and does anything for me.
"I just wish you would change your mind." She frowns.
"Will you quit it, already? I don't want to have kids. Stop bringing it up." I yell, she has been pestering me about having kids for a while. She nods and walks to the bedroom and now I feel like a dick.
I follow her just to make sure she is okay. I shouldn't of have raised my voice at her. I know she wants to have them, how good of a father would I be if I put them in this line of work? I walk in and she's on the bed, tears streaming down her face.
"I don't know what is so wrong with me, I just want kids with you is that to much to ask?" She sobs and I open my mouth to reply but she beats me to it and what she says makes me freeze.
"I'm pregnant, Jake. I'm 2 weeks along. I want this baby and if you don't, I will raise him or her by my-" I cut her off.
"Listen Abigail, I want kids, I really do. I do, boy, just imagine a mini me or you running around the house. I just don't want to put our child or children in harms way and this, what I do, is ruthless. I couldn't bare they get into this line of work, love. You will not raise our child by yourself, I will be in your corner supporting you." I finish and she nods, the tears fall faster and I pull her into my lap and rub her back.
"I'm sorry I raised my voice at you, I love you, my beautiful wife." She smiles up at me and kisses my cheek.
"I love you too, my bipolar husband." We both chuckle.
