Disclaimer: Everything belongs to me except for Jack Sparrow and the Pirates of the Caribbean Characters (Sadly)
Into the Fire
Annette Berry x Jack Sparrow
Chapter One
"Josephine, thank you so much for coming. I don't think I could have done this without you," I say, holding onto my older sister's hand tightly.
"I wouldn't want you to have done this without me! Annette, you look so beautiful! Mother up in heaven must be so proud of you,"
"I hope she is. Seriously, I can't believe I'm getting married!" I squeal, happily. I get up and twirl in my wedding dress.
I really couldn't believe it. I've been dreaming of my wedding ever since I was a little girl and the day has finally come, and everything is just going perfectly. I'm going to marry the man I love, the man I have been in love with ever since my father brought him to me as proper suitor, and ever since he serenaded me with his heart throbbing voice. In only a matter of minutes, I'll go from Annette Jones to Annette Berry. This is all just so perfect.
"Okay, in order for things to go well, we need to make sure you have all of the following. Something old?" Josephine asks.
"Mother's pearl earrings," I say, touching my ears.
Josephine nods in approval, "Something new?"
"My shoes!" I say, showing off my black flats that my father bought me.
"Something borrowed?"
"Thanks for lending me your bracelet, Josephine," I say, and kiss her on the cheek.
"Of course, anytime Annette," she says, with a big smile. "Something blue?"
"Mabel's barrette," I say, pointing to my best friend's barrette. "Remind me to give it back to her,"
I look at myself in the mirror, and push a piece of my brown hair behind my ear. I look absolutely gorgeous, if I do say so myself. Thank the lord, nothing can go wrong!
"Okay," Josephine says. "And last but not least, a silver sixpence in your shoe?"
I look at her in confusion. "A silver sixpence? I don't remember that part of the rhyme,"
Maybe I spoke a bit too soon.
"You silly goose! You won't have a happy marriage!"
"Josephine! Why are you making it seem like the fate of my marriage rests on a silver sixpence?"
"Because it does! Annette, the silver sixpence is what keeps my marriage with James in tact!"
"What am I going to do then? I need a silver sixpence! Do you have one?" I ask, getting a bit panicky.
Josephine shakes her head no, and then the piano starts to play. "Oh no, that's your cue to go. I'll go tell them to wait for another few minutes until we find-"
"No! This wedding will not be delayed. I will not believe that a piece of silver sixpence is going to keep my marriage. I'm going to be bold," I say, in determination. I kiss Josephine on the forehead and say, "Thank you so much for all that you've done sister,"
Silver sixpence is all but rubbish. My wedding is not going to come to a halt just because of it! Nothing is going to stop me from becoming Mrs. Annette Berry!
"Good luck Annette. I hope and pray that he will make you happy forever," Josephine says with a big smile. Her eyes start to get a bit teary, and I smile.
"Thank you."
I walk out of the changing room, and I see my father waiting out, with his suit on. "You look beautiful Annette. Just like your mother on her wedding day with me," my father says. He too, gets tears in his eyes.
"I'm glad," I say. I hold tight onto his arm, as he walks me down the aisle. The beautiful music of the piano floods my ears, and the guests rise up. Thank goodness the veil is covering my face, because it probably looks like a big tomato. "Father, I love you," I say.
"I love you too Annette. You don't understand how it upsets me to give away my youngest daughter to such a fine man, who will make you happier than I ever could,"
"Papa, no one could ever make me happier than you do," I say.
We both kiss each other on the cheek, and my dad gives me a smile. He gently hands me over to Albert, who has a huge grin on his face. It nearly overcomes his whole face!
My lord, he's the cutest man I have ever encountered.
As the minister begins to speak, I look straight into Albert's blue eyes, and he mouths, 'I love you' to me. I blush, and look down. I would say it back, but I'm afraid I would scream it out instead, embarrassing myself.
"Do you, Albert John Jameson Berry take Annette Marie Jones as your lawfully wedded wife to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part?"
"I do," Albert says. He's hands tighten around my hands. I admire him; he's looking so dashing in his suit. Our future children will be stunning. With his good looks and mine, we're going to create madness.
"Do you, Annette Marie Jones take Albert John Jameson Berry as your lawfully wedded husband to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part?"
"I do," I breathe out.
"Then by the power…"
I'm inching closer to Albert, and he is too. Our lips are so close to each other, and even though it's taking so much will power to not kiss him, we still somehow wait until the minister declares we're husband and wife.
"You may kiss the bride!" the minister finally says.
Albert and I practically grab each other's faces and kiss like there's no tomorrow. I hear enthusiastic hollers and grin through the kiss.
"I love you Albert!" I shout.
"I love you even more Mrs. Berry!"
Mrs. Berry, oh how I been longing to be called that. Mrs. Annette Berry. Sounds perfect.