Me: I can't help it, this was bothering me every single second of all day—and it must be special if I have to put my important English project on the back burner for this xD (and that project I should really work on xD) Enjoy :D :D
"I, Brad, take you Serena, to be my wife, my partner in life and my one true love. I will cherish our friendship and love you today, tomorrow and forever. I will trust you and honour you, I will laugh with you and cry with you. I will love you faithfully, through the best and the worst, through the difficult and the easy. What may come I will always be there. As I have given you my hand to hold, so I give you my life to keep,"
Well, it was one of those greatest moments in any woman's life. A wedding. A wedding between Serena and Brad and their respective friends and family were there to witness the wonderful event—yes, even Serena's older brother Denny who was opposed to the relationship in the first place, but then gradually accepted it when he realized how much the two loved each other deeply.
"I love you, Brad. I know that you are the only one for me, my one true love. I am happy and I am grateful that you came into my life, that where others have spent their entire lives looking for the one, I have found you. And now that I have found you, I shall never let you go. I promise you, Brad, that I shall hold you and cherish you and give you my heart, that I shall support you and care for you. Faithfully, I shall always stand steadfast at your side with your hand in mine, regardless of what life would bring to us. I take you now as my husband, and I shall remain so for the rest of my life," I said with a huge smile on my face and tears of joy rolling down my cheeks but I chose to ignore that.
The whole wedding just flew by (at least in my mind) and I snapped back into reality when the priest said, "By the power vested in me by the State of Michigan, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride," and that's just what me and Brad did and boy did the whole church erupted in applause and cheer. When that was quieted down, the priest continued, "Family and Friends, I present you for the first time, Brad and Serena Keselowski,"
"Serena," Denny said softly as he was gently shaking me away.
"Ugh, what do you want?" I asked annoyed that I was woken out of my dream.
"We need to head off to Richmond," He said in a normal voice. "So I would suggest you pack and we'll be over there in no time," Then walked out of my room.
"Ugh, stupid traveling," I muttered as I got out of my bed and walked to the bathroom where I stared at myself in the mirror. My hair was a ball of frizz and my face looked like my face was ran over by a freaking 18-wheeler. I washed my face with my morning acne-cleaning thingies before brushing my hair until it looked like it was straightened using a straightner. I walked back to my living room and got out the clothes that I would need for the road until the next off weekend which wasn't until after the Loudon race on July 17. I packed the clothes and the necessities that are needed for the trip and I found the outfit that I wanted to wear for today and put on which was a blue Miller Lite sweatshirt overtop a white tank top, Black Bleach Overydye Destroyed Jeggings and black and white checkered flats. I walked downstairs with my bag and I instantly met the ugly, death glare from my mother Daphne.
"Mom—is there a reason why you're looking at me like you want to kill me?" I asked as I reached the floor of the first floor of the house.
"What look?" Daphne asked acting like there was nothing wrong with the situation.
I rolled my eyes and decided not to go too much into the conversation topic as I waited for Denny to finish whatever the hell he was doing before we said our goodbyes to our mother—or more specifically Daphne said a sincere goodbye to Denny but to me is that if I were to ever marry Brad, she would disown me as her daughter.
When we left the house and got in Denny's black 2011 Toyota Camry, he started the engine and we were off for the thirty minute car ride to Richmond—which would be the toughest thirty minutes of my life.
"Does anyone else in our family know?" I asked after at least two minutes of silence.
"What do you mean?" Denny asked.
"I mean does anyone in our family know about my engagement moron?" I asked with a little bit of frustration in my voice. Despite him being five years older than me, he acts like he's the younger one between the both of us.
"Before I answer your first question, why do you insist on calling me a moron?" Denny asked.
"Because you are one," I replied.
He took a few minutes before actually finally replying to my first question, "Yeah, hope you don't mind,"
"I don't care, just as long as Mom doesn't know," I said.
"Why don't you want Mom to know?" He asked.
"Because she'll disown me if I ever marry him," I said.
"Really?" He asked.
"Yeah—she told me that before we left, and her exact words were 'Serena sweetie if you ever marry Brad for whatever reason, probably because you're a gold digger and if I find out, I'll disown you'," Serena said.
"You? A gold digger?" Denny asked with a slight laugh. "You're not that type of person," He added.
"I take $5,000 from you every year for my annual birthday shopping with Mercedes, and $10,000 for my annual Christmas shopping," I said.
"So that's why I keep loosing $15,000 every year," Denny commented which made me laugh.
Few more minutes of silence overcame us and I said, "So, are you going to be there?" I asked.
"Yeah," Denny replied. "I would never miss my little sister's big day," He added rubbing my head messing up my hair making me send him a Stop that or you'll die glare to him.
"Surprised you're actually letting this happen," I commented.
"Well, I was opposed to the relationship at first—"
"You tried to kill Brad over the fact that you think he'll leave me like this," I said with a snap of my fingers.
Denny ignored that comment and continued, "I was opposed to it at first, with some near death experiences for Brad, but as the relationship progressed, I then realized that you two really love each other,"
"Yeah, try convincing our over-controlling bitch we call Mom," I muttered.
"Just give her time," Denny said.
"She had for the other boyfriends I had," I said.
"Exactly,"
"But the difference is that those other boyfriends were nothing but complete jerks who were total fans of you when you started in NASCAR," I said.
"Exactl—" He started but then instantly asked, "Was that supposed to be an insult towards me?"
"No," I said quickly.
Denny just glared at me before saying, "Just give Mom time,"
"Does never work?" I asked.
"Serena," Denny started sternly like I was his daughter or something.
"What?" I asked.
Denny just brushed off whatever he wanted to say and continued our drive to Richmond.