So this is the wedding scene! I wasn't gonna put this in here; I was gonna go straight to the epilogue after chapter 3, but I thought you all deserved this! Thanks to all the reviewers! If u want me to do more chapters after this, just give me a review telling me what you want, thanks. And review!
Chapter 4: With This Ring I Thee Wed
Santana P.O.V.
I paced the floor in the room I was getting ready in; I was nervous. Today I was getting married to the love of my life, Finn Hudson. I loved Finn, so much. I knew he would treat me right. I was also worried about Rachel; I was afraid of what she would do. Finn insisted that we invite her to the wedding, I couldn't object to his pouty face. He said we should invite her because we were inviting the rest of the Glee Club. Quinn came in with our little flower girl, Katie, Quinn and Puck's daughter, in her arms. She was only a little over a year. "Santana, you should get on your veil! We are going down the aisle in twenty minutes!" Quinn yelled.
Quinn was my maid of honor; Brittany, Mercedes, and Tina were my other bridesmaids. They were dressed in deep purple. I was in a strapless, a- line, pure white gown. My shoes were three inch, white stilettos. I couldn't go too much off of Santana fashion. I let Quinn fix my veil on my head; then I went over to the ring- bearer, Mac Evans. He was two, and he looked super cute in his little tux. I bent down to him and I started talking to him and Mercedes, his mother. Five minutes later, Quinn was calling me to check something out. "Oh no, did the flower order come in right? Did everyone fit their bridesmaids' dresses? Did Finn call off the wedding?" I was seriously freaking.
"No, no; the red roses came in, everyone fit their dresses, and Finn loves you, San. So, don't freak out; I just wanted to tell you that everyone is seated and ready when you are." Quinn calmed me.
I said some cuss words in Spanish and yelled at everyone to line up. "Watch it, bridezilla." Mercedes joked.
Everyone was set up; Quinn was with, Kurt, the best man, Brittany was with Puck, Mercedes with Sam, and Tina with Blaine. I stood in the back, clutching my dad's arm. In front of us were Katie and Mac. I looked all the way to the front and I saw Finn. He looked so handsome in his Armani, black suit, purple vest and tie, white shirt, and his shiny dress shoes.
As the bridesmaids went, I got more nervous. My dad's arm must've been numb by then; as the little ones went, I braced myself. This was it; as the wedding march began, I emerged. Finn looked at me in awe. I walked slowly up the aisle, smiling the whole way. When I got up there, Finn whispered, "You look beautiful, San."
"You don't look to bad yourself, Finnocence." I whispered back.
Then the priest welcomed us, "We gather here today to witness the union of these two people, Finn and Santana. They have stayed together through thick and thin; they have won the great race of love." I thought it was a little cheesy, but it was still exciting.
When he got to, "Are there any objections?" I freaked out a little bit, but composed myself.
It was quiet for a moment, and then an impish voice rose from the church doors, "I object!" Rachel Berry ran down the aisle in a sparkly, ostentatious outfit.
Everyone looked at her for a moment, and then the priest went on, "Okay, on with the wedding; where are the rings?"
"Wait, what? Doesn't the whole wedding stop when this happens? Finn should be running out of the church with me right now!" Rachel shouted.
"That's only in the movies, dwarf!" I yelled.
"Rachel, I don't love you, I chose Santana; I'm marrying her, not you." Finn said, a pained look on his face, "I can't believe that you can't just be happy for me, I'm happy with Santana."
"I am supposed to be the one marrying you! You said you would never break up with me during high school." Rachel cried.
"That was high school; I didn't realize who I really loved, then. I notice that I love Santana more than I'll ever love you. Santana is the most beautiful, witty, funny, greatest person I've ever met, and I intend on keeping her. If she'll have me; which she might not because you now ruined the best day of my life. This was supposed to be the best day of my life; I've wanted this day for a very, very long time. I've been waiting for this day since I met her again in Boston. Santana is my life now, and you have to face that. I need Santana; I crave her when I'm not around her. She is all I'll ever need; her and my mom, and Burt and Kurt. They are all I need. I want to die with Santana as my wife; I want all of my children to look like her, to act like her, and I especially want to love her! I love Santana Lopez, and I want the world, and you, to know that!" Finn finished his speech by snaking an arm around my waist and pulling me closer.
I was touched by his speech, so I said, "I'm gonna keep you, too, Finn Hudson; just don't screw up." I kissed him lightly.
Rachel ran out of the church, speechless, for once in her life. The priest went on, "Finn, your vows?"
Finn recited, "Santana, I love you, and I will always love you. I will always stay with you through sickness, health, good times, and bad. I will stay faithful to you, and you will be my life; so, with this ring, I thee wed." He slid the band onto my finger.
"Santana?" the priest said.
"Finn, I love you, so much, and I need you. I will stay faithful to you, and be close to you through sickness, health, good times, and bad. I want you in my life forevermore; so, with this ring, I thee wed." I finished the vows and slid the little, silver band onto his finger.
"You may kiss the bride, now you remain, husband and wife." The priest told the congregation.
I saw my mother and Finn's mother crying. Brittany and Quinn, and even, Mercedes, were crying, too. I was now Mrs. Santana Hudson! I dipped Finn, and gave him a long kiss. He smiled into the kiss, and I knew this is how it would always be. Finn and me. Me and Finn. Mr. and Mrs. Finn and Santana Hudson.
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