3 years earlier
Walking through the busy airport I tried to pick out Emily from the crowd, I assumed that she would have Glenn with her, which would make it easier to spot her, I'd just have to get through the crowd that would surround him and even with the crowd I should be able to see him. It was because of him that I was here anyway. The photographer I work for had to "let me go" last month because business was slow. Losing that job meant that I couldn't afford to fly down here to Tennessee and I had to write an email to Emily telling her that I wouldn't be able to make it, and boy did I feel bad about it. The next day however I got an email from Glenn telling me how upset she was and that she had pretty much cried all night until he managed to calm her down and get her to sleep. He also informed me that I would be flying down anyway because he was going to pay for it and that it was important for me to be there, mainly because of the fact that I was her best friend, practically her sister and her parents refused to come to the wedding because they didn't like Glenn and so she needed some support.
I was just about to give up looking for her; I had been looking for 10 minutes so far, when I heard a familiar squeal that could only belong to one person and one person only. I turned to look towards the sound and broke into a grin before I was enveloped in a hug. "My Shy! I can't believe you're really here!" I nodded, agreeing with her because I really couldn't believe I was there and returned her hug. When we pulled apart I was finally able to get a good look at her, it had been a year since I'd seen her and I wanted to know if she changed at all. She had let her hair grow out again and it was back to its original chocolate brown colour. She was more toned, obviously she had been working out with Glenn, and she looked happier than I had ever seen her. In other words, she looked great.
"So, how was your flight?" I made a so-so motion with my hand and then realized that I didn't see Glenn anywhere and started looking around for him before nudging Emily giving her a look clearly asking where Glenn was. "Looking for Glenn? He had to go to the little boy's room. We got here an hour early and he apparently drank too much water. He should be back soon; the stupid washroom is on the other side of the damn airport." I smiled and nodded. We made our way to pick up my bag from baggage claim and quickly found my one bag, I only needed the one because of my carry-on plus I didn't expect to be here long. After I had my bag Emily pulled me outside to Glenn's truck and pulled out her phone to send him a text letting him know that we were waiting outside, we couldn't get in the truck without him because he had the keys.
Not even two minutes later Emily spotted Glenn walking towards us and pointed him out, not like it would take much pointing because he was extremely easy to see. "Well there's another short one I need to keep an eye on." He said when he got to us before pulling me into a hug. When he let me free I gave him a big smile. He was one of the few men that I felt safe near and that I wasn't scared of. Men scared me in general; I had really never met a decent one other than Murray and Emily's older brother Dale.
Glenn let us in the truck and took my bags from me to put in the back while Emily and I waited patiently. She babbled on constantly about the wedding and about how happy she was that I was there. She informed me that her brother and two sisters, Kelly and Kayli, had managed to get a flight down as well and had been in town about a week and would be leaving two days after the wedding. I know that meant a lot to her since her parents wouldn't come. As loving and caring as her parents were they just didn't approve of Glenn and they showed it, whether Glenn was around or not they didn't care. They insulted him for his career and that fact that he was more than 10 years older than her. I really didn't see the problem.
Glenn treated Emily like she was a queen. He spent as much time as he could with her and since they had become engaged she travelled with him, acting as his assistant. When they weren't together however, like when he went overseas, he called everyday and when he came home he generally brought her back something as a souvenir, sometimes clothing, jewellery or a figurine of some sort. I listened carefully as Emily continued on until she mentioned that one of Glenn's friends were staying at the house as well, this worried me a little. It got worse when she mentioned which friend it was, Mark Calaway, the Undertaker, the man who even just on television scared the hell out of me, how was I supposed to stay in a house with the man?
I think Emily noticed because she looked back at me and smiled. "Mark isn't a bad guy Shy; he's really great, a teddy bear like Glenn here." Glenn started laughing at this and I knew why. By looking at Mark, the last thing anyone saw was a teddy bear and even though I'd never met him I knew that was true. That man was dangerous from what I could tell, most men were. It had been hard enough for me to trust Glenn but it had happened. But I would take Em's word for it, if he was a good guy then I'd see how it went, the worst case scenario was that I avoid him the whole time I was there.
About 10 minutes later we arrived at what I assumed was their house. It was a nice two story brick home with a long drive way leading up to it. We got out of the truck and before I could grab them myself Glenn took my bags and took them inside while Emily and I made our way slowly inside the house with me looking around everywhere. Walking in the house the first thing I saw was the staircase leading upstairs and then a doorway leading to what I assumed was the living room and when Emily guided me through I knew I was right. There was a leather couch set, including a lazy boy and a large television. There were also cherry wood tables around the room as well as two book cases and photos on the wall of Glenn and Emily together, an older couple who I assumed were his parents as well as both of them with some friends including a photo of Glenn, Emily and I from the last time we were together.
I was so preoccupied with looking around the room that I didn't notice the big dark haired man with piercing green eyes sitting on the couch watching the game highlights from the night before. "Okay Shy, this is our friend Mark, Mark this is Shiloh Fitzgerald, my best friend since I was 8." I watched the big man stand and could have done one of two things; the first was run and hide. Or I could be brave and stay still and meet the man being polite, I chose option two. I held my hand out to shake his and thought that I was doing very well, until he spoke to me in what I knew was a Texas accent. "Nice to meet you Shiloh, Emily talks about you all the time." I could only cast him a shy smile, wishing once again that I could find it in me to talk.
I looked to Emily to help me out, he may be intimidating but I didn't want to seem rude. "It's alright Shy, he knows you don't talk." I nodded and smiled once again and Emily proceeded to show me the rest of the house, ending with my room beside her and Glenn's and across the hall from Mark's, who I have to admit, Emily was right he didn't seem as scary in person but still I was cautious. About an hour later we were eating dinner and off to the wedding rehearsal. I was not in the wedding however I was happy to go with them. The main reason for me not being in the wedding was because of how shy I was and the fact that Kelly and Kayli were here so they would stand up for Emily while Dale and Mark stood up for Glenn. Throughout the rehearsal I felt like I was being stared at and when I looked up I caught Mark just as he looked away.
The rehearsal had taken about an hour and by the time we were finished everyone was tired. Glenn, Mark and Dale were going to stay at Glenn's parent's house for the night while all of us girls stayed at their house, mainly because it would be easier for them to drive over than it would be for Emily to in her dress. We went to bed early that night, we had to be up early and Emily was a nervous wreck anyway, especially when the weather man on the news said that there was a chance for rain in the morning, for the record, the wedding is outside in the backyard.
The next day was hectic and full of excitement, four hours after we got up, which was at six, we were all outside and ready for this wedding. This had to be one of the most exciting things in my life right now, the wedding of my best friend, Emily Armstrong to the love of her life Glenn Jacobs. Everyone who knew the two of them knew that they were completely devoted to each other, practically connected at the hip. It's kind of funny looking at her and Glenn together, she only just comes to his chest...wonder how that works out in bed...anyway back on the topic of the wedding. It was a beautiful day here in Tennessee, perfect for the outdoor wedding.
All of the guests were sitting on some very comfortable black chairs under a tent in their backyard and what a beautiful backyard it was. Emily had always had a knack for gardening and so she had the backyard looking amazing. Currently Emily was standing in front of everyone in a simple ivory strapless dress which was floor length and had a corset which had crystal beading. Add on the sweeping train and she looked amazing and had never looked better in my opinion. The smile on Emily's face never left as she stared up at Glenn as she recited her vows, vows that she wrote herself I might add, while she cried, hell even I'm crying.
Before I knew it I was applauding them along with everyone else while Glenn and Emily shared their first kiss as husband and wife. I think even Glenn was crying, I'm not sure he cares though he's too wrapped up in his wife. I smiled at them both as they walked passed me making their way towards the main part of the garden where the pond was for photos. While they were taking pictures I was going to make my way over to the hall for the reception, mainly so that I was out of the way and so that I wasn't late like I so often was.