What if the scene at the wedding went differently? What if Marcus had got his hands on Ronnie before Will got there? What would happen?
Based on parts of the movie and book.
Disclaimer: The work is all from the Marvellous Nicholas Sparks.
Will and Ronnie were dancing, surrounded by many people Ronnie didn't know. But that didn't matter at the time because she was in Will's arms, the only place she wanted to be. Although her dancing was rough; she was a pianist not a dancer, dancing with Will was different. When given the chance, Ronnie would gladly stay in Will's arms, but Ronnie could see from where she had her head on his chest, Meagan, Will's sister, was making her way towards them.
As Megan slowly approached, talking to people on the way, Ronnie drew a breath. She knew that she had to give Will back, for he owed his sister a dance on her day, but she didn't want to. Here, with Will, Ronnie was in a safe bubble. Nothing matter, not Marcus or Blaze or her apparent 'shop-lifting' spree, she felt safe and loved. Something she hadn't felt in a long time.
With a sigh, Ronnie untangled herself from Wills embrace. Will raised his eyebrows at her.
"You're sister wants a dance with you," Ronnie replied to his look nodding her head to his sister making her way over. "I can't have you all to myself tonight can I?" Ronnie continued with a smirk. Will laughed and traced his finger tips over her cheek and was just about to reply before his sister made her presence known.
"I'm sorry Ronnie but I need to steal my little brother for a dance, he owes me one!" Meagan stated as Will turned towards her. Will searched Ronnie's eyes, trying to see something to make him stay, but he saw nothing. Ronnie smiled, "His all yours." She said stepping away from the couple. "I need some fresh air anyway," she followed on.
Ronnie gave one last smile to Will before making her way through the crowded dance floor, trying to not disrupt the dancers. As she finally hit the edge of the dance floor, and got her first real look of the reception, she was amazed. Never in her whole life in New York had she seen something so beautiful. To her right was a stream that weaved through the old, oak trees that were placed throughout the field so precisely, that she gave credit to whoever had came up with this plan. Beautiful flowers from Tulips to Roses; to Marigolds to Orchids, lined a gravel pathway leading towards the edge of a lake. As she peered towards the lake, she could see an outline of a pier and hut, surrounded by the flowing water. Ronnie walked forward, feeling compelled to wander more through this enchantment.
Ronnie followed the gravel path as it went downhill, away from the reception and the sounds of people laughing. She looked over her shoulder, not wanting to wander far from the dance floor. She wanted Will to be able to find her when he was finished dancing, but she felt the need for peace and quiet; for her to think and be in the moment.
She kept walking forward, the laughter now like a soft whisper in the wind, until she came to an abrupt stop, for she had reached the start of the pier. Ronnie looked around feeling someone's eyes on her, only then realizing what a stupid idea it was to come down here in the first place. Having lived in a city like New York, Ronnie was always conscience of her surroundings especially at night, so she wasn't surprised to be feeling a presence near her. Ronnie shook the feeling off, she was at Will's sister's wedding, probably the safest place to be right now judging from the amount of security she saw when she first entered the reception; yet that didn't stop her from looking over her shoulder every few minutes to see if someone was following her.
As Ronnie reached the little hut at the end of the pier, her heart was racing. Ronnie knew it was stupid to be paranoid and jumpy so she decided to stay at the hut for w few more minutes before handing back to the reception and Wills waiting hands.
As Ronnie started relaxing, realising she will be with Will in the next few minutes, she felt happy. Never in her life did she ever feel the way she felt with Will. Her friends would have many boyfriends at a time, trying to push Ronnie to do the same thing insisting to have 'fun', but Ronnie never did. And she was finally glad she didn't because she loved Will, she was in love with Will, and to Ronnie; that was special. She had never loved someone like that before, sure she had boyfriends but the way Will made her feel and the way he treated her; no-one in her whole life had made Ronnie feel complete.
Ronnie's thoughts headed to Will, wanting to see his beautiful face. She quickly turned around, and almost ran to the gravel path to make her way back, not realising the person standing behind a tree to her left; watching her. When Ronnie was nearly to Will, and she could see the top of his head standing out of the crowd looking around; for her presumably; she heard a noise from behind her . Ronnie turned quickly to try and see where the sound had come from but couldn't see anything. Feeling uneasy, she slowly shook her head and turned around.
And there was Marcus, looking high and drunk and as dirty as ever, leering at Ronnie making her feel uncomfortable. "Long time no see, Ronnie," Marcus said sarcastically before taking a step towards her. As Ronnie looked over Marcus' shoulder, she could no longer see the top of Will's head.