"You can't just take her away from me Veronica. She's my Flower to. We helped her grow, and I want to be there for when she's a mature beautiful rose with thorns, because if she's anything like you, that's exactly what she'll be."
Beautiful, but if...
Here again, standing at the alter it feels like Deja Vu. I stare at the green blades of grass, because I know as soon as I see even a peak of her, my pussy ass is going to bawl. I swallow the lump that trespasses in my throat.
When the song, I don't want to miss a thing by Aerosmith plays, my eyes slowly gravitate up to my flower girl, sprinkling rose petals on the vibrant grass. Veronica holds the basket for her. They hold hands, and I lose it.
Choking up on the happiest day of my life, I get to have both of my children in the wedding. That's right, Flower is my daughter, and the newborn is my son. What can I say? I have strong sperm I guess. I knew she couldn't be that ugly bastard's child. She's too sweet and pretty to be that piece of shit's descendant.
Our son lies asleep in his tiny bed behind me. He's my best man. My black suit matches her black wedding dress. If felt right, and that's what we agreed on. Back to her blonde hair, it's not quite as bright as it used to be, but she's working her way back to her natural color. Usually the mountains are eye catching, but today, they have nothing on Veronica.
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Flower takes the basket from her mommy, and the white roses. Standing behind her, that's Veronica's maid of honor. Taking her hands in mine, I rub her tattooed thumb, we got them done together. She breaks down with me. I no longer feel so alone. When she's around, I never do.
"Andrew repeat after me." Our town preacher was able to attend today.
"I Andrew Mena, give to you Veronica Cooley, this ring, as a symbol of my commitment to love, honor, and respect you." I ramble on the rest of the vow. "I do."
"Veronica repeat after me." Now it's her turn, and I'm only praying she says I do.
Her voice is shaky like mine, but she manages to get through it without the cries hindering her speech too much. "I do."
"You may kiss the bride." Leaning forward, I peck her on the lips.
Whispering in her ear, "I'm getting that pussy tonight baby."
Veronica giggles back. "Mmh Mr. Mena, I can't wait."
"I now pronounce you man and wife."
The only three people who showed up, clap, and Flower of course. "Let's celebrate!" I lift my daughter into the sky, Vee grabs our son Dax. I wasn't set on the name at first. It was a big reminder of my cold past, but he's a fresh start. A new beginning. I hope he can turn around it's bad reputation.
"Thank you guys for coming. I know it was far, but we really appreciate your presence." I'm scooped into my mother's arms.
