Victoria
My whole life I was told that if you can be anything... to be kind. And it was hard at first, for life was so cruel to me. I lost my mom and my dad lost his job. We had no money and no place to stay, for a while there I questioned my dads ideals. Why should I be kind when I have more than enough reasons to be cruel?
But then I met my friend Alicia who was in a worse situation than I was. She didn't have any parents and went between her neglectful parents house and a foster home. And while she had less than me she still only asked for one thing, and that was for someone to be kind to her. I learned that all I had to do was be kind and that made up for so many different wrong doings in this life.
So I decided to spread my kindness and it was addicting. I made so many good relationships doing what anyone in this world could do. There was nothing special about me, I was just a girl from the mean streets of Detroit who wanted to make a difference in someone's life. Just like my dad did.
And for a while that was enough. But unfortunately for my dad it doesn't undo decades of tension and high blood pressure and he fell ill. And kindness won't be able to fix that or anything that he would need to save his life. So we left our life as we know it for another city that has problems of its own.
Like a heart broken all star hockey player who drowns his sorrows in alcohol and has had some issues with his life and the media. Most of his life he's get misunderstood and the one who misunderstood him most of all was himself. He never felt kindness or gave kindness. He knew hockey and that was about it.
When needed the most the smallest kindness feels take the grandest good deed, especially when you need it the most. What I did for Patrick wasn't anything special, I would have done it for anyone. Plenty of times before him I found someone on the street and helped them out, but none of those people here in a nearly ten thousand dollar suit.
Like my dad always said, if you can help you should. So I do. Never in a million years did I think I would end up marrying one of the guys I share my kindness with, but here I am. My wedding day was finally here and luckily for me I was marrying my best friend.
"You look beautiful" my dad says as he looks me over. He helped me pick out the dress and all the other good wedding things like a good dad should.
"Thanks. I can't believe this day is actually here" I admit.
"Me neither. If this would have come any later I think I would have killed Patrick. I bet he's still in there freaking out trying to make sure everything was as it should be" my dad claims and I laugh.
"He just wants everything to be perfect, I don't really mind though" I admit.
"I know you don't. You just want to marry him. But he wants it all to be perfect for you and I kind of left him and his dad in the other room because Jonathan told him that the flowers were the wrong colors and he freaked" he says and I giggle.
"It would never be that easy" I shake my head.
"Well with you it is" he reminds me.
"Because I'm not like other girls" I defend.
"You're not like anyone else out there" he assures me and I smile. How lucky am I to have two guys that love me so much?
Eventually it comes time for me to walk down the isle and I couldn't get the smile off my face. I wrap my arm around my dad as he looks down at me. He starts to cry and I just shake my head.
"Don't you make me cry. Patrick's sisters worked really hard to make me look like this and I can't ruin it because you're getting all soft on me" I tease.
"I'm sorry. I just... wasn't sure I would live to be able to walk you down the isle. I thought my heart would stop before you got to this point but thanks to Patrick I get to see you marry him" he smiles.
"Life works in incredible ways" I smile.
We get through the boring part of the wedding and after we say our vows and I do's and finally he removes my vail. He takes a second to look at me and I get chills as he looks me over. He smiles big before pulling me into a kiss and I happily kiss him back. The cheers fade out as I hold him tight.
"I love you Mrs. Kane" he whispers on my lips.
"I love you most" I reply.
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Kind Hearted (Patrick Kane)
FanfictionVictoria is what you call kind hearted. She's sweet and she gives even though she's never had. One day her paths cross with hat of Patrick Kane as she was on her way to finally turn her fate around. But once Patrick enters her life it's hard for her...