"That's the last box." I said as I dropped it at the bottom of the stairs. Nick walked down behind me and set another box down, then sat at the kitchen table. Kevin walked down the stairs and set a box down. "I forgot another one." He said and turned back up the stairs. I sighed and sat down at the table next to Nick.
"Nick," I said. He ignored me.
"Nick, please talk to me." I begged, frowning. He continued to ignore me.
"At least look at me." I said. He turned his head to the side to give me the most disappointed look I've ever gotten. Ouch, could've gone without that.
He stood up and walked towards the door, "Nick, please stop." I stood up.
"What, Sarah. What do you want?" He snapped and turned around.
I backed up a step with a hurt look on my face. His features softened, "Listen, I'm sorry, but I just don't know you anymore."
"Of course you know me Nick. We're best friends." I said.
"You're having Joe's baby. And you hate Joe." He said and looked away from me. He walked outside and sat down on the porch steps. I sat down next to him and looked at my feet.
"I'm scared, Nick," I looked up at him with tears in my eyes.
He looked over at me with a helpless face, "I don't know, Sarah."
A tear rolled down my cheek but I wiped it away, "I was drunk Nick. You never even heard the whole story."
"Well then tell me the whole story." He turned to me.
I looked back down at my feet, not wanting to relive that night, but decided to tell him. I owed him at least that. I took a deep breath and started on my story. I didn't leave out a single detail.
"And... here we are now." I finished. I looked down and then back up at him. He was staring straight out into the street, at nothing inparticular. He blinked a couple times and then looked at me.
"I - I don't know Sarah." He said again and sighed.
I bit my lip to keep in the tears as Kevin walked out, "The moving truck will be here any minute." He said and walked down the steps and over to the car parked infront of the house.
"Thanks Kevin," I called quietly to him. He stopped and turned around, smiling sadly at me. He walked back over and offered his arms. I stood up and hugged him tightly.
"I'm sorry, Kev." I whispered, "I'm going to miss you."
"I'll miss you too Sarah." He kissed my cheek as he let me go. I watched him walk to the car and get in. He started it and pulled away, no doubt going home to help Joe pack the rest of his things into the truck. A little while later the movig truck pulled up as well as another car behind it, containing Paul, Denise, my mom and Joe. Denise, my mom and Nick went inside to get all the boxes and put them in the moving truck.
"We got some old furniature out of storage for your house." Denise smiled tentively at me as she walked by. I smiled a small smile and nodded. Paul walked over to me with Joe right behind him. He was carrying a book; a bible.
"I know you two don't want to, but it was your mother's wishes that you got married." He said and opened his bible. He made it short and sweet, getting right to the point.
"Do you take Sarah James as your lawfully wedded wife?" Paul asked Joe.
"I guess." He said and shrugged.
I gave Joe a look, "Seriously, Joe?"
"I mean I do." He looked down.
"And do you take Joseph Jonas as your lawfully wedded husband?"
"Yeah, yeah, I do." I looked away from him.
Paul reached in his pocket and pulled out two gold bands. He handed one to Joe and one to me. Joe sighed and took my hand, sliding the ring on and I did the same for him. They were simple, cheap bands. Nothing fancy.
"I now pronounce you man and wife. You may now kiss the bride." Paul closed the bible. He cleared his throat and looked down, "If you want..."
Joe sighed and leaned in to kiss my cheek.
Oh joy. Just how I imagined my wedding day. The day that my mother threw me out of the house. Getting married to someone I hated. Already pregnant with their child. And losing my best friend. What a great day.
Joe immediately left to get the other boxes for the truck and I sat down on the steps again. When the moving truck was all packed, another car drove up to the house. It was Kevin in Joe's car. He got out and patted the car, "Here you go." He walked over to the rest of our families standing at the porch steps to watch us leave. I walked over to Nick and looked down at my feet.
"I guess this is goodbye." I said.
"I guess so..." He said. He opened his arms for me and I gladly hugged him tightly.
"Bye Nick." I whispered. I pulled away and gave Denise and Paul a hug, "I'm sorry." I whispered.
"It's okay," She smiled sadly.
I hugged Kevin once more and walked in front of my parents, "So I guess I'll see you later." I said.
"Yeah..." My mom said.
My dad smiled sadly and ran his thumb along my cheek.
"Do you hate me?" I asked, looking from him to my mom. My mom sighed and looked down.
"We're just very disappointed..." She said. I looked down and nodded, wiping a tear from my face. I turned to Joe, who was waiting at the car. He opened his door and got in, and I did the same.
"Just follow the moving truck." Paul said as he walked over. Joe nodded and started the car. The moving truck started and pulled away and Joe followed. I glanced in the rear view mirror at the life I once had.
"Nick," I said. He ignored me.
"Nick, please talk to me." I begged, frowning. He continued to ignore me.
"At least look at me." I said. He turned his head to the side to give me the most disappointed look I've ever gotten. Ouch, could've gone without that.
He stood up and walked towards the door, "Nick, please stop." I stood up.
"What, Sarah. What do you want?" He snapped and turned around.
I backed up a step with a hurt look on my face. His features softened, "Listen, I'm sorry, but I just don't know you anymore."
"Of course you know me Nick. We're best friends." I said.
"You're having Joe's baby. And you hate Joe." He said and looked away from me. He walked outside and sat down on the porch steps. I sat down next to him and looked at my feet.
"I'm scared, Nick," I looked up at him with tears in my eyes.
He looked over at me with a helpless face, "I don't know, Sarah."
A tear rolled down my cheek but I wiped it away, "I was drunk Nick. You never even heard the whole story."
"Well then tell me the whole story." He turned to me.
I looked back down at my feet, not wanting to relive that night, but decided to tell him. I owed him at least that. I took a deep breath and started on my story. I didn't leave out a single detail.
"And... here we are now." I finished. I looked down and then back up at him. He was staring straight out into the street, at nothing inparticular. He blinked a couple times and then looked at me.
"I - I don't know Sarah." He said again and sighed.
I bit my lip to keep in the tears as Kevin walked out, "The moving truck will be here any minute." He said and walked down the steps and over to the car parked infront of the house.
"Thanks Kevin," I called quietly to him. He stopped and turned around, smiling sadly at me. He walked back over and offered his arms. I stood up and hugged him tightly.
"I'm sorry, Kev." I whispered, "I'm going to miss you."
"I'll miss you too Sarah." He kissed my cheek as he let me go. I watched him walk to the car and get in. He started it and pulled away, no doubt going home to help Joe pack the rest of his things into the truck. A little while later the movig truck pulled up as well as another car behind it, containing Paul, Denise, my mom and Joe. Denise, my mom and Nick went inside to get all the boxes and put them in the moving truck.
"We got some old furniature out of storage for your house." Denise smiled tentively at me as she walked by. I smiled a small smile and nodded. Paul walked over to me with Joe right behind him. He was carrying a book; a bible.
"I know you two don't want to, but it was your mother's wishes that you got married." He said and opened his bible. He made it short and sweet, getting right to the point.
"Do you take Sarah James as your lawfully wedded wife?" Paul asked Joe.
"I guess." He said and shrugged.
I gave Joe a look, "Seriously, Joe?"
"I mean I do." He looked down.
"And do you take Joseph Jonas as your lawfully wedded husband?"
"Yeah, yeah, I do." I looked away from him.
Paul reached in his pocket and pulled out two gold bands. He handed one to Joe and one to me. Joe sighed and took my hand, sliding the ring on and I did the same for him. They were simple, cheap bands. Nothing fancy.
"I now pronounce you man and wife. You may now kiss the bride." Paul closed the bible. He cleared his throat and looked down, "If you want..."
Joe sighed and leaned in to kiss my cheek.
Oh joy. Just how I imagined my wedding day. The day that my mother threw me out of the house. Getting married to someone I hated. Already pregnant with their child. And losing my best friend. What a great day.
Joe immediately left to get the other boxes for the truck and I sat down on the steps again. When the moving truck was all packed, another car drove up to the house. It was Kevin in Joe's car. He got out and patted the car, "Here you go." He walked over to the rest of our families standing at the porch steps to watch us leave. I walked over to Nick and looked down at my feet.
"I guess this is goodbye." I said.
"I guess so..." He said. He opened his arms for me and I gladly hugged him tightly.
"Bye Nick." I whispered. I pulled away and gave Denise and Paul a hug, "I'm sorry." I whispered.
"It's okay," She smiled sadly.
I hugged Kevin once more and walked in front of my parents, "So I guess I'll see you later." I said.
"Yeah..." My mom said.
My dad smiled sadly and ran his thumb along my cheek.
"Do you hate me?" I asked, looking from him to my mom. My mom sighed and looked down.
"We're just very disappointed..." She said. I looked down and nodded, wiping a tear from my face. I turned to Joe, who was waiting at the car. He opened his door and got in, and I did the same.
"Just follow the moving truck." Paul said as he walked over. Joe nodded and started the car. The moving truck started and pulled away and Joe followed. I glanced in the rear view mirror at the life I once had.
