Seven Love Songs (c) strawfelly
Chapter 2.
Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine, credit to Cassandra Clare for the universe, yadda, yadda.
"All set, Izzy?"
Alec's voice warped me back into the reality. I was thinking about how awful the goodbye was. I am such a bad bad girlfriend, I cannot leave him like that. I can see the blank face is his sad face. He froze and didn't say any words for a few seconds, it feels like I am the sinner there, and I just did something terribly wrong to Simon. But then, I left him with no hesitation, I must be the 'bad guy' there.
I had no choice, I want Simon to be by my side afterall. All day, all night.
"Of course, I'm ready."
Mom and Dad is already on Idris, preparing some stuffs that I don't understand, so that's leave me with Alec. He step into the portal first, this is our routine, step from the portal to go to another portal and so on. Before Alec is completely vanished through the portal, he decide to leave a note to me.
"Iz, think about Idris later, don't think about Simon's room."
It was quite like a joke, but part of them are true. I cannot think about anything else beside of him. Is he is still on the coffee shop, looking at his own reflection on the coffee surface, with his vampiric sad blank face. I can't think about it anymore, it's torturing me.
So I warped unto the glass city. I got lost a little, but I finally convinced myself to feel to be at Alicante; the wind and the scent of Alicante and the view of the glass tower. The next thing is I found myself in the grass just outside the Alicante. And I can see Alec is still waiting for me, with curious eyes to see what's going on with me, like I am wearing pajamas in a night club.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, you just take a quite longer time than it should be."
"Am I?" I think I was doing it normally, because I managed to vanish all the Simon's thoughts for a while, even it crept upon me again like a spider right now.
"Well, I thought so. Nevermind, let's get going, Mom and Dad are waiting for us."
I make sure everything is in its place and continue walking towards Alicante, I can keep my cool, and it's just two days. This day, and tomorrow then I can go home. It's not even half day without Simon and I already miss him, and I say to myself Keep yourself together, Izzy. That's what I said, and I will keep myself together. And that's when I realize that Alec is walking too fast, or am I walking too slow? Since when Isabelle Lightwood become this weak?
"Izzy! Glad you can make it on time," This is one of rarest the time when I saw my mom is happy to see me. I can see there's some tired eyes she got, she must have lack of sleep since she's been away from New York since last week. But I don't see her level of excitement is going down, with all the stuffs on her hand—she got clipboard, pencil, and other stuffs to communicate with the other organizer—I can see my mum is working really hard on her niece's wedding.
"Is there anything I can help mom?"
"That's very sweet, darling. Just change into your dress, wedding starts approximately fifteen minutes again. And you're the bridesmaid."
I am surprised by how I just got informed fifteen minutes before the wedding starts, it means that I cannot ditch this wedding no matter what, it's not like this is the first time I'll be a bridesmaid, I know what I should do in the wedding, but at least my mom owe me an explanation, not just leaving me with the dress.
Wanted or not, I use the black dress my mom have prepared, I don't have much choice, this dress is at least three years old, which is approximate time where I should've not use this anymore, but in case of emergency, what can I say? I suppose to help my cousin, Jeanne, who I suppose, in some way of emergency, her original bridesmaid couldn't make it. This black dress, despite its age but It's quite clean and smells good (like sweet Idris scent that I can't describe)
I walk down through the hallway to see where's my mom, I need details about where should I stand, and stuffs like that. But I can't find mom anywhere, in return, I find Jeanne who is wearing a very beautiful black dress who seems like Black Swan's dress, but even more prettier. This is what I like from Shadowhunter wedding, we use black dress at wedding, white dress at funeral. I like black dress, it gives more definition to me, as a shadowhunter, of course.
"Happy wedding, Anne!" I hug her with one of my hand, "You look so beautiful, seriously, stunning."
"Thank you Isabelle, I am so thankful you can make it, If not I don't now how my wedding will go without bridesmaid. And you look absolutely stunning, like you been to gym everyday."
"You know how hard is to be shadowhunter, especially in New York."
"I haven't been there, but my husband planned to go there as the part of honeymoon tour."
"Really? You are very welcomed at New York's Institute, maybe I'll give you some tour on every place that you must visit on Manhattan,"
"That's very sweet, Izzy. Thank you, I will let you know when."
Suddenly there's an interruption, My mom gave a cue on when to go. I can see Anne is trembling, it's totally understandable how it can be depressing on wedding day, there's a lot of possibilities how things could go wrong, even according to her, there's more chances that It would go wrong rather than right. She should be glad that she has my mom as one of the organizer of her wedding, everything will goes into its place.
"Go, go, go!" As I heard the wedding song playing, one of the organizer push me quite hard to walk in the aisle. It's quite strange how the best man just froze there, isn't we should be walking up in the aisle together?
Meanwhile I'm already halfway in the aisle when I realize that the best man is not walking with me. I heard people whispering like something that is wrong is just happening. But there's no turning back. I'm just going to walk elegantly in the aisle, ignoring all the whisperers and people staring at me. I am Isabelle Lightwood after all.
And I notice that things are really wrong when I arrived at the front of the chapel, the bride and her father just walking down in the aisle. Anne should be the centre of attention today, not me. I am trying hard to bear the (shame), I couldn't even look into the audience eyes, but I keep saying, that I could do this and it's only piece of cake.
The thing I am thankful is after the Pastor saying stuffs, nobody seems to notice what I did earlier, or that is what I thought. I think it's better to let it be,
When it's finally snacks time, I finally got some space to breathe. The whole wedding ceremony feels like I am holding my breath and my ability to take a breath had been taken away by some unknown power. But now I am back on my feet, I could do whatever I want to do, first thing I do is checking my cellphone. It got no phone receipt in Idris, like really, none. I can see Simon's last message,
From: Simon L.
To: Isabelle Lightwood (Me)
Saturday, 8 Feb, 1:00 PM
Are you busy? I'm waiting for my five-minutes text :)
And now I feel some pang of guiltiness. I should keep my words, or at least I should tell him what have happened and about no phone receipt in Idris. So I talk to my mom, getting permission to leave Idris for a while for going to France or somewhere so I can call Simon. Why I bought this cellphone if it isn't functioning?
"Mom, I'm leaving Idris for a while, when should I be back?"
"No you cannot leave Idris, it's only two hours to the reception and I need you to be here."
But I didn't listen to my mum, for once.
I am legally adult too, so I have no problem beating around the bushes going back and forth in Idris. I think about how to reach somewhere with phone receipt, should I walk by foot? But that will ruin my newest boot from Marc & Spencer, I like this boot and I only use this as a moodbooster, like for this moment. But then I thought, hey, why is portal existed in the first place? I visited Paris for a quick trip. I know there's a place for going back to Idris soon, all that I have to do is sending a few text—even making a call would be better. I hope Simon is not occupied right now, since we have a few hours' time difference. It should be dawn in US, I'm not sure though.
I sit in the nearest bench, alone. Trying my best to get him on the other line of the phone. When I saw his face on the contact screen, that's when I realize I miss him even more than I know. I miss our coffee shop, his warm smile in his cold body, how could anyone do that beside Simon Lewis? That's what I thought when I was trying to reach him on the other line.
Finally, after a few beeps, I heard this goes straight to the voicemail.
"Hello? Izzy?"
"Simon! Sorry I can't send texts to you. It turns out that there's no phone receipt in Idris." I owe him an apology, seriously. "And the wedding is a disaster. I need your hug," I sighed. That's when I stop talking to listen for his response, but it's quite awhile and I heard no respond at all.
"Simon?"
Beep… Beep… Beep..
The phone is disconnected. I tried to call Simon a few times but no luck. Is he mad at me? Or suddenly there's a huge blackout in New York? Typhoon? Some rebel demons when I wasn't there? I'm not sure what it is. But I am sure that there's something wrong, I hope Simon is okay.I sat there for a few minutes, thinking about what is possibly happening to Simon when my phone rang.
Well, I thought it was my phone.
But actually it's my mum, sent a message that I should be back now with no exception.
Didn't it feel good
We were sitting there talking
Or lying there not talking
Didn't it feel good
—Help Me – Joni Mitchell
Review, please? Sorry I missed my own deadline. But I'm going to finish this, really.