Trying to Let Go of the Past

Chapter Two

I always try to make my chapters long but to where they don't just run on and on. Hope you like it! -Angela  

Chapter Two

“Mommy please! Just one more time! Please!” I begged her as she took the tape out of the player. “Baby, you've already watched it three times. I think that's enough for one day don't you?” I shook my head and climbed onto the couch, lunging at mom. She caught me and I held onto her for dear life, begging and pleading until she finally gave in. She popped back in the video and fast forwarded to my favorite part. The part where momma was walking walking down the isle in her wedding dress. The picture was a little blurry, but momma in her white gown that billowed out a little at her hips was just gorgeous. She had on her long ankle length veil, her hair in mid waist beautiful brown waves. She had waterfall braids falling down the sides of her heads in her hair and her make up was very light but still noticeable.

And then there's my dad. A muscle man, and I mean big muscles on his arms and probably torso too, but you couldn't see his face because the tape was old so it was blurry. He had on a white tux and white shoes. He had a fake Lilly popping out of his jacket pocket along with his handkerchief. He had to of been smiling as mom made her way toward him. Mom had Grandpa Eddy attached to her arm and as he gave his daughter over to Dad he gave her a kiss on the head.

Mom popped the wedding tape out of the player and put it back in its spot. “There. Now go get washed up and ready for bed.”

I came out of the dressing room in mom's amazing dress. It did billow around the hips that's true, but what you couldn't see on the video is all the detail. The diamonds sparkling a light pink as it spiraled down the dress, glitter flowers sewn into the very bottom so you almost, but didn't, missed it. The top of the dress was a v neck with small partial sleeves. It was form fitting and on torso there was a diamond encrusted flower design that wrapped around to the low cut back.

“You look beautiful. Just like your mother from the picture you gave me.” Lisa said as I twirled in the mirrors. I gave her a picture of my mom in the dress so she could fix everything that had to be fixed on it. “Thank you so much for fixing it. You did a wonderful job. Oh!” I reached down and grabbed my wallet out of my purse and grabbed the check Dad gave me. “Here's the rest of what we owe you for fixing the dress.” She helped me get back out of the dress and get it into the bag and I left. People gave me strange looks as I carried the bag out. Like what is an almost 17 year old doing carrying a wedding dress? If they only knew my story.

I decided since it was only a little past ten I would drive by Alana's house and see if she was awake yet. Alana's my best friend. She's always been there for me, even when I lived on the streets for those couple of months. She first found me when I was walking around town one day. Her and her groupies were sitting eating lunch and for some reason she took interest in me and now, here I am. Alana only lives a couple of blocks away from me so it's easy to go see her. She lives in a red shingled, white rimmed house. It has two stories, like mine, and her room has a balcony coming off of it. As I pulled in her long curvy driveway, I saw her mom outside watering the gardens. They are really big on eating organic food, but whenever she comes over we just pig out.

“Hey Haven, is Alana awake yet?” I asked as I jumped out of the car. “Nope. Why don't you go wake her up.” She gave me a hug and I quickly went into the house and up to her room. I swear that girl could sleep through anything, even if her house was being torn down by a wrecking ball. I could barely open up her door because there were piles all over the floor. Anyone who knows Alana, if you mess up any of her piles you'll be in deep shit. I carelfully dodged all of her piles and lunged onto her bed. I then proceded to shake her and yell, “There's a fire! All your piles have been ruined!” which then received a big, loud, “Nooo!!!” from her. I fell over laughing as she glared at me and sat up. “That was not funny.” She got up and started getting ready in her closet. “That was too funny!” I disagreed. “Hurry up and get ready and meet me downstairs in ten. We're going to do some shopping today. I've got some exciting news!”