A/N: I own nothing and there will be some serious quotes from the movie in this chapter. It would've been up sooner, but school's in full swing and my mom took away my laptop and will give it to me only for school work for the next 2 weeks since I forgot to turn in my homework, and do my homework a few times. Lucky for me, she doesn't check my history. Anyway, here's the next chapter :)
"Gilbert! Gilbert!" Amelia ran from her room, to the courtyard, down the stairs and towards the docks. Gilbert was been helping decorate the boats for the wedding, until he had to go get changed. He turned his head once he heard his name being called and ran to meet her halfway.
"What is it? What's wrong?" He asked her.
"You've got to help me." She said before motioning for him to follow her.
"Amelia? What is it?" He asked as he ran after her. The boys at the dock all exchanged looks.
"I've done something completely insane! All my dads are here a for the wedding and they all think they're giving me away." She said after she took a breath.
"All your what?"
"I read mom's diary and I have three possible fathers."
"But how are they here now?" He questioned.
"I invited them." She looked to see that Gilbert's face went into disbelief. "I thought that I would know who my dad was right away, but I didn't, I-I just have no idea! And my mom is going to kill me and they're going to hate me, and you-"
"Hold on. You invited these guys and you didn't tell me?"
"No, I thought you would try to stop me. I know I messed up!"
"Amelia," He started. "Is that what this whole 'big, white' wedding is about? You finding your dad?"
"No!" She exclaimed.
"I wanted to take a boat to the mainland with a couple of witnesses, but you insisted on this just so you could play happy family?"
"This is about knowing who I am! I wanted to get married knowing who I am!"
"That doesn't come from finding your father! That comes from finding yourself and," He scrathed the back of his head. "The irony is that I was trying to find myself. Then I met up Liz again to see how she was doing and she introduced me to you. I've put everything on hold for you, because I loved you and I wanted what you wanted and now I don't know." He turned and began walking away.
"You don't know if you love me?"
"Of course I love you, I just wished you'd told me!" With that he kept walking and nearly ran into Francis.
"Is everything alright?" He asked looking between the both of them. Gilbert didn't say anything and continued walking. "Amelia? What's wrong?"
"Not right no-"
"Yes right now, I'm supposed to be giving you away and how can I when I know you're not really going to be happy?"
"I've heard all this from mom, and I don't need to hear it all again." She started walking back up towards the hotel.
"I've done the big, white wedding and it doesn't always end in happily ever after." Francis followed her up.
"That's you though. Not me. I love Gilbert more than anything and-ugh! Did you feel that way before you got married?"
"No." Francis answered after a moment. Deciding not to say another word, she ran back up to the hotel without Francis following her. She straightened herself up and calmly began walking through the courtyard. Alice was distracted at the moment picking up beer bottles from the party last night. She raised her head and saw Amelia walking by.
"Hey." She noticed that she looked a bit upset. "You ok?"
"I'm fine." She replied, though Alice wasn't convinced. She tried walking away, but she grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
"Amelia. Last night, you and Gilbert. What's wrong? Just tell me."
"I don't know what to do." Her voice cracked slightly. With everything that's been happening, she wanted to tell her that she had invited them all here. Just so there wouldn't be this big secret between her, and her mom.
"It's ok." Alice pulled her into a tight hug and was hugged back.
"You don't have to do anything." She kissed the side of her head. "It's not too late, I can still call off the wedding. Everything will be just fine, everybody will understand-" Amelia's eyes widened as her mother let go off her. Sadly her mother had mistook what she had said.
"Call off the wedding?"
"Isn't that what you want?"
"No. No, that's what you want!" She snapped.
"No!"
"Yes!
"Amelia!"
"You have no idea! You've never had a wedding! You've never had the 'marriage and babies' thing! Just the baby thing which is good for you!"
"You know I don't know why you're going off on me now!"
"Because I love Gilbert and I want to be with him-!"
"Good, great!"
"And I don't want my children growing up, not knowing who their father is, because it's just crap!" She yelled. Amelia spun around and ran back into the building, leaving her mother standing there. Alice debated on following her up, but ended up letting her have time to blow off some steam.
"Where do you want these?" One of her employees asked her.
"Anywhere. Just set it anywhere. We've don't got a plan for any of this." Alice let out a small laugh as she began pointing to where things should go, and giving others direction.
"Alice, is she alright?" Francis's voice came from behind her. She turned around and faced him.
"What do you mean?"
"I have a grown child of my own. I know something about letting go." She sighed knowing where this was probably going to go. "If Amelia knew you were going to be alright on your on, wouldn't she want something different for herself?"
"Here's the thing. I love being on my own. I really do. Every morning I wake up, glad to not have some middle aged man telling me how to run my life. I'm free and I'm single, and it's great." She pushed past him and picked up the cement sealer that was next to the crack on the floor and began working on it.
"This happens every time I try to get close to you. I try reaching for you, but you've closed yourself off to me. Alice, what happened to us? The love can't be gone."
"I don't have time for this." She got up and ran away into the kitchen quickly. Distracting her self, she began looking over the preparations in there, then sat down. She could tell that Francis was in the doorway, but she pretended not to notice him. Once his back was turned and he was walking away, she looked over at him. She got up and stood in the doorway, looking over to where he was helping set up the lights. He seemed so close, but so far to her. She left the kitchen and pushed past a few people to get to the building where Amelia's room was. Right when she got to the door, she heard laughter inside that sounded like Liz and Feli's. She took her hand off the knob and walked away. Meanwhile on the inside, Amelia was wishing she hadn't left things the way she did with her mom.
