Till Death Do We Part

Description: Jane Keith is now on her latest mission to kill Jet Clementine, but it's not that easy. First she has to marry him before she can kill him. Her plan is to kill him when they are alone at the hotel and set it up to look like the local gangs killed him. But she doesn't know that he knows that she's a spy set out to kill him.

I hope you enjoy this. Please comment, Im open to criticism. And tell me if you want me to contiue to the next chapter telling about who Jane and Jet really are.

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        My head pounded as I Nona's hands flew through my hair. "There. Your hair is finished." Nona said as she turned to stand in front of me and tweek with it abit before she actually ment it. "Oooohemgee! You're the most beautifulest person I've ever met! Oh and that Dress!!! It's completely amazing, it really complements you body figure!" She squeled with deliet and clapped her hands.

     "Thanks Nona" I said back as I smiled warmly. "You also look beautiful. Where did you get those bride maids dresses? They're fantastic!" I said with a little bit of exageration in my voice so I wouldn't hurt her feelings. Because really, I'm going to hate every minuet of this wedding.

      She laughed loudily and held her stomach as if what I just cracked the best joke. "No silly I made them. So thanks! I'm gonna go check on Jet now." She spoke as if she was teasing me. Skipping to the door way she stopped at the threshold and turned her heads towards me in a wink. When she was gone I rolled my eyes and walked to the kitchen to search for advil.

     My name is Jane Keith. Well that's not my real name, it's my code name. I was born in England but my parents died in a car crash when I was 13. My Aunt sent me to America. In America  I was given to a 'fake' orphan house. But they didn't set us up for adoption. They trained us. In what you ask? Well you'll fiind out the details later. I'm now getting maried to Jet Clemintine.

     "Ahh here you are" I spoke to myself quietly as I pulled the small bottle of Advil from the medicen cubort. With my fingers I help down the tabs that was supposed to child-proof it. Popping 4 pills into my hand I grabbed a cup from the strainer and filling it with tap water. Throwing them all back into my mouth I gulped the whole glass of water and set the glass in the sink.

     "Oh there you are." I hear Elanoras silk voice say. I turned around and she was standing at the door. "It's time." She said as she stood to the side and gestured her hands towards the hall that lead to the backyard. Taking a deep breath I nodded and walked behind her.

      Everyone was there. My 3 brides maids. My soon to be mother and father in-law. The flower girl. Jet's best men. Then I turne to look around Elanora's shoulder. There he was, in a dashing tuxedo, hair combed perfectly to the side in a handsome sway, and a shinning red rose stuffed in his pocket. Jet Clemintine. My soon to be husband. It was to bad I was going to have to kill him once we arrived to the hotel on our honeymoon tonight.

     "Hey! Jane! Come take Jets arm!" I heard Nona shout. Then I saw they where all in order. I shook my head as if I was trying to shake the thoughts in my head to pay attention. I smiled kindly and glidded to his side. Taking his arm the big doubled doors opened.

     Every person I knew was standing in the huge crowds. The grand piano started to play and my Brides Maids flew out in their purple long dresses that sweeped the floors as each one took arms with one of Jets best men. We where last now as Elanora and Ben took arms and walked down the red carpet to take walk up the 3 steps-one step below the brides maids and best men- each one grabbing a dashingly over expensive ring in their hands.

     Then more gracefully than I would have ever expected Jets neice to be she skipped and twirled as she threw white rose petals ont he gound. When she was half way down the isle Jet pulled my arm and we began to slowly walked down the isle as well. My veil hung in my eyes, it was very bothersome. But before I knew it we where standing on the steps by all of the people at the alter. The minister began to read as I started into Jets warm brown eyes.