Yell, scream, flame, I know, I know. It has been way too long since I have updated. But, being so busy I haven't even had enough time to catch up on my sleep... much less even look at my laptop for a minute. Anywho, I am adding another chapter! I know I don't deserve them, but I really want at least 4 reviews! I that too much to ask? :) Anyways, enjoy!
10 Years Before
Brown's POV
I walked up the isle and stood next to Andrew. I am not sure that he is right for my sister, I mean he got her pregnant at 16. And before that they were on an on and off relationship. They fight a lot, about once a week. They both are hot headed, especially Andrew. I can't help but wonder what a good husband and father he would be...
Shaking off the thoughts of Andrew I turned to the front. There walked up Shane wearing a tux. He was the 'Ring Bearer' though he didn't understand understand the term at all. "If I am a ring bear shouldn't I be a bear? Cause this suit makes me look like a penguin. I wanna be a bear more." He told me, not even moments ago.
Then came out Elizabeth holding Dad's arm in hers. She was practically glowing as she flowed by her guests. Mom was crying, as was expected. Dad and I even made a beat to see how long she would stay like this. I guessed an hour, and he said two. Looks like I am going to be out of fifty bucks if she keeps this up.
About a half hour into the wedding, I wanted out of this 'penguin suit'. And by the looks of it, I wasn't the only one getting tired. Shane was now sitting on the floor, and Dad was trying to get him to stand up. But being as stubborn as Shane is, he just pouted and said no, taking off his jacket just to prove his point. I laughed, though Andrew's best friend looked at me weird and I nearly interrupted the wedding. Luckily Lizzie didn't notice, she wouldn't have let me live it down if people paid more attention to me over her on her wedding day. Though I bet even if I walked around in a banana costume she wouldn't notice. She was only focused on one person; Andrew.
Suddenly I felt guilt wash over me. Is this the man I was just questioning how well he would treat Lizzie and Shane? The way he looked at her now... well I have never seen so much love in a face before. They were perfect for each other. And they know it, they are perfect.
When I snapped out of my thoughts I saw them kiss. The wedding was over. My sister is married. She has a son. What happened to the little girl I used to babysit and who always wanted to play dress up or Barbies with her?
...........................................................................The After Party....................................................
I looked out on the dance floor of the restaurant that was decorated to say 'Congratulations Andrew and Elizabeth Gray!'
Elizabeth Grey. She was no longer a Cessario. I wore a sad smile as I looked out on the dance floor to see the couple dancing to 'Sharp Dressed Man', one song me and Lizzie would never stop singing. I felt someone run and grab onto my leg, and when I looked down I was my beloved nephew looking up at me with those huge brown eyes of his. "What's wrong Uncle Bwown?" I laughed at how he could pronounce every word except my name.
"Nothing's wrong, buddy. I am just happy for you're mom." I said with a forced smile. I don't know why I felt this way, I just noticed how they love each other now I am back to having second thoughts? It's crazy... but a feeling in my gut just makes me think it's not going to be right.
"Will Mommy stop talking to me now that she is married?" Shane asked in a whisper, as if confiding one of his biggest fears.
I chuckled at the small little boy. "No, Shane, she will love you all the same. You just have someone else to share the love with."
He thought about it for a moment before shrugging. "I guess you're wight. Come on! I want to go dance!" He dragged me over to the floor and impressed me with some not three year old moves. I though about the Wet Crows and how we were just starting out as a band. Maybe Shane would like to come see us. He seems to have a musical side to him... guess he does get something from his Uncle after all.
I spent the rest of the night hanging with Shane, since he didn't want to interrupt Lizzie. I didn't mind though, Shane is a very interesting three year old.
As most kids wouldn't want their parents gone for two weeks without them, he was fine with it. While Andrew and Lizzie went on their honeymoon he told me he was looking forward to spending time with his uncle. I smiled and said, "Good. You will have fun. You can even see me and my band."
"Yeah!!" he yelled enthusiastically, but it was cut off by a tired yawn.
Laughing, I said "Let's get you home."
He complained at first but didn't mind after that... probably due to the fact that he fell asleep in my arms as I carried him to his parents so they could say good bye.
I wished them luck, and I left with the sleeping boy. I had no idea the fun the next two weeks will be.
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