Title: Speak Now
Rating: K+
Summary: The songs from Taylor's new CD, Speak Now, for Jisbon. Starting with Speak Now, all the way to Back to December. They all have they're own story, they're not in order.
THIS FIRST PART RIGHT NOW IS LIKE A PROLOUGE.
Who knew it would happen? Jane had done it, this time it was worse than tricking me or going behind Hightower's back.
It was infinity times worse.
Jane had moved on.
He came in one day, and I could tell he was different. He was happy, even though he was being hunted by Red John, and this time we knew he was in Sacramento.
Long story short, his ring was off and in his wedding scrapbook his wife made the week after they were married.
Then, two weeks later, he announced he was going on a date.
And, we got to meet her when they got… serious.
Her hair was blonde, her eyes hazel, a huge smile always on her face. Cheyenne Verratorez was nice, and pretty.
I hated her. I hated her slimy, happy, pretty guts.
A year later, Jane proposed. We were all invited, except for me, because of one little thing at a 4th of July BBQ.
Over that year, I realized something.
I am in love with Patrick Jane.
And, I'm going to lose him if I don't do something about it.
I am not the kind of girl Who should be rudely barging in On a white veil occasion But you are not the kind of boy Who should be marrying the wrong girl
Now, anyone who knows me knows that I have enough respect for people to crash someone's wedding. But, this time was different. Jane was marrying the wrong girl, and I was going to tell him that the right one was me.
I sneak in and see your friends And her snotty little family, all dressed in pastel And she is yelling at a bridesmaid Somewhere back inside a room Wearing a gown shaped like a pastry
So, on Monday the 22nd, I snuck into the church that the wedding was in, and there they were, all four of them. Marie and John Verratorez, her parents; Mary Verratorez, her younger sister; Matt Harrison, her 'really good friend'. They all laugh, and then we all hear a woman screeching.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU GOT THE WRONG SHOES!"
"I'm sorry, Cheyenne, but the other ones weren't my size-"
This is surely not what you thought it would be I lose myself in a daydream Burst in and say Don't say yes, run away now I'll meet you when you're out Of the church at the back doorDon't wait or say a single vow You need to hear me out And they said "speak now"
Jane, this CAN'T be what you want. A perfectionist? Really? Suddenly, I'm thinking about what I should do. Three things come to mind: 1. Find Jane. How am I supposed to know? Ask around? I'm not even supposed to be here! Scratch that. 2. Leave. I can't do this. I'm surrounded by either people who don't know I'm here, or people who hate my guts. Or 3. Do the dang deed. I am in love with Jane, and he needs to know he won't be happy with Cheyenne.
Okay, I'll do it. For Jane's happiness.
Fond gestures are exchanged And the organ starts to play A song that sounds like a death march
I go inside and sit down. About a minute after I do, all of the bridesmaids and the groom's guys(I don't know what they're called) walk down, to a song played on the piano. Then, the song stops, and the lady playing the piano, presses a button, and the wedding march starts in organ. Everyone stands, and I do, out of respect for Jane.
And I am hiding in the curtains It seems I was uninvited by your lovely bride-to-be
As I said, I was uninvited. Cheyenne and her family hate after what I did at they're 4th of July BBQ. And, that will stay unsaid. So, I hide in the curtains, and luckily, its dark enough in here that no one notices me.
She floats down the aisle Like a pageant queen But I know you wish it was me You wish it was me, don't you?
After the bridesmaids are on stage, a cute little pair of children walk down the aisle together. They were obviously twins, they both had blonde hair, brown eyes, and looked nervous. The flower girl and the ring bearer. After a few laughs of the ring bearer dropping the ring, the bride came out.
I still hate her. No matter how beautiful she looked. She sauntered down the aisle, arm in arm with her father, with the huge smile that I hate as much as my niece hates Justin Bieber and Twilight.
But, I calmed myself by thinking about what Jane should have been thinking at that moment: …
Don't say yes, run away now I'll meet you when you're out Of the church at the back door Don't wait or say a single vow You need to hear me out And they said "speak now"
She finished her walk down the aisle, and Jane takes her hand. He's smiling, but its not a true smile. Unless I'm imagining. The priest starts to talk, all slow, like on TV. My palms start to sweat, and the butterflies in my stomach multiply by 100.
I hear the preacher say "Speak now or forever hold your peace" There's a silence, there's my last chance I stand up with shaking hands All eyes on me
After what seemed like hours of waiting, I got my chance.
"… speak now for forever hold your peace."
Silence.
My chair squeaks as I stand up.
My hands are shaking like crazy.
Horrified looks from Everyone in the room But I'm only looking at you
I'm only looking at Jane. His blond curls, perfectly hair sprayed into place, his shocked expression to see me, his three piece suit exchanged for a tux.
I feel my ears burn.
Everyone's looking me, horrified that I broke tradition at a 'perfect' wedding.
I am not the kind of girl Who should be rudely barging in On a white veil occasion But you are not the kind of boy Who should be marrying the wrong girl
The priest says, "What do you have to say?"
I walk up to the stage, "I'm not the kind of girl who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion, but Jane, you are not the kind of boy who should be marrying the wrong girl!"
Gasps from the audience.
"Why are you even here? I didn't invite you!" Cheyenne yells.
"Well, then you should have gotten security, huh?" I yelled back, pushing her away from Jane, MY Jane.
"Lisbon…""Just, listen Jane.
So don't say yes, run away now I'll meet you when you're out Of the church at the back door Don't wait or say a single vow You need to hear me out And they said, "speak now"
"Jane, I am telling you right now that I am in love with you. IN LOVE WITH YOU. I thought, probably just as everyone else, that it couldn't and wouldn't happen, but, it did. Please, hear me out!"
And you say Let's run away now I'll meet you when I'm out of my tux at the back door Baby, I didn't say my vows So glad you were around when they said "Speak now"
"Lis- Teresa. I love you, too. But-"
"Patrick, if you want to marry her go ahead, but now that I won't like it, and I'll resign so I can save myself."
"I wasn't going to say that." Jane said, smiling.
"What? What were you going to say, then?" I asked, confused out of my mind.
"That There's a LOT of cake in the kitchen next door. What car did you bring?"
I laughed, knowing that Cheyenne was hating all of this. "Jane, I love you."
"I love you, too Lisbon. Wanna leave?"
"Sure."
"Oh, Cheyenne, you can keep the ring. I don't think Lisbon would like it. Too flashy. Oh, and Marie," Jane said to Cheyenne's mother, "John should know about your affair with your gardener."
Then we left to go the beach.
THE END