I'm on a rocket that shoots straight up but never down
When I met Jasper that's how I always felt. My life just seemed to get better and better. People listened to my music, I performed for crowds that understood my music, the understood me. The world was on my hands. Everything just seemed perfect.
Today that's how Mara Jeffrey and Jerome Clarke felt. It was their wedding day, I haven't seem Mara at all or spoken to her but Jerome has been going through a series of emotions. He went from happy to excited to nervous to excited all over again within a matter of seconds.
Nate and Alfie tried to calm the man down but only made him more nervous.
I wonder if I would be this nervous when it's my wedding day.. If I have a wedding day that is.
"Mate calm down, Mara loves you of course she will say I do" Alfie assured Jerome who was straightening his tie while looking in his reflection. He sure did clean up nicer than he usually was, if that were even possible.
Alfie, Nate and I left the room as John Clarke Jerome's father had a talk with him. The two were close and a lot alike from what I've seen so far.
I envy that.
I used to be close to my dad before he went mad, before he started caring more about work,money and how people saw him and his families. Appearance became everything to him. The day his company became larger and expanded across seas was the same exact day I lost my father. It was the father died and came back as an evil being.
"Dad!" I enter my house calling after my father.
"Where are you?" I searched the living room and kitchen passing the back door which was wide open.
My mother and father stood in the middle of our backyard the were hugging and then they kissed. My faces wrinkled in disgust.
Eww, gross.
I turned to go back inside when I hear my mother say something.
"Fabian, honey. Good news" she says smiling brightly.
"Your fathers company got expanded over to Australia and America" my mother told me. I faced dad and gave him a smile.
"Congratulations, dad" I say. He looked as if he were about to speak but then his cell phone buzzed an he walked off to talk on the phone leaving to work shortly after, ignoring what I was trying to tell him saying "Fabian, I don't have time. Later" later didn't come.
The wedding took place outside in a garden. Jerome stood at the end of the white aisle with the preacher. He stood straight up waiting for Mara.
The flowers were bright and beautiful and there were four rows of seats on both sides. First two rows were mostly their family while the the last two were friends.
Willow and Alfie walked down the row first parting at the end. The Alfie stood by Jerome's side. He was the best man.
Next to walk down was my brother Nate and Jerome's little sister Poppy. Poppy reminded me of Meredith. They were both blonde blue eyed twenty-one year old. The both also dressed alike.
Then it was Joy and myself to walk down. Joys dress was different from Willow and Poppy's, since she was maid of honer. Her dress was a cream colored while Willows and Poppy's were a washed violet. The colors mixed well together. The dresses were floor length. People watched as we walked down because next was the bride.
"You look dashing" I whisper to Joy still look ahead. I could see her trying to hold back a smile from the corners of my eye.
Once we reached the end we parted. I stool next to Nate who stood beside Alfie and Jerome. Joy stood in front/on the side of Poppy who was next to Willow.
The music changed as walked Mara down the aisle with a little flower girl and ring barrier leading the way in front of them. Who hugged Mara at the end of the aisle setting her free putting her in the care of Jerome Clarke. He sat in the front row with his wife who looked like she was going to cry tears of Joy.
I looked through the seats, there was no Nina Martin to be found. I don't know why, but my heart dropped a little at that. The preacher started, the two said there vows. Confessed their love like they didn't do it every single day. Then they said 'I do' with no hesitation what's so ever. Their eyes stayed locked the entire time, they looked at each other like there was no one else in the world. Like the were the only ones.
I wonder if I'll have that. I wonder if I'll ever be in love like that. The kinda love as Jerome put it in his vows 'The world was black and white until you entered it. We screamed color together' I wish I could have that.
•••
We took thousands at pictures. My cheeks absolutely hurt from smiling, I feel bad for Alfie and Joy they had to take thousands more with Mara and Jerome who got millions taken.
The reception was also outdoors. Just not in the same garden where the ceremony took place. People danced and everyone tried to get a word in with Jerome and Mara.
I kinda just stood at the side watching awkwardly. I didn't know many people here. The people I did know were of course busy.
"Hey, Fabian" Joy walked up to me pushing a stranded dark curl behind her ear. She smiled shyly.
"Joy" the music changed into a slow song. People grabbed partners. When Jerome and Mara took the first dance, they moved in perfect harmony.
"Are you okay?" She asked.
I've been hating that question lately. I don't know how to answer it. I'm not, not okay but I'm also not okay. Actually what is it to be okay? What state of being makes you okay? Physically I'm fine, mentally? I don't even know. I'm better then I was yesterday and much better then I was last week and ten times better then I was a month or two ago. Thank good I'm better then I was over a year ago because I maybe dead if I wasn't and if I were dead. I would be missing one of my best friends wedding.
"Do you want to, maybe dance?" I ignore her question holding out my hand. She looked at it before her eyes flickered back on mine.
"I'm a really bad dancer" Joy warns me.
"I know, but so am I" I remind the brunet as she took my hand. We walk out to the dance floor hand in hand.
I detached my hand from hers moving it to her tiny waist. She moved her small hands to my shoulders. We tried not to step on each others feet but failed, badly. Laughing at each other when it happens.
"I'm so sorry" she says when she steps on my toes. It didn't hurt but if it were her heal landing on my toes then I would probably be crying.
"We're so good at this" I joke with her.
"Yeah totally, we should be professional dancers"
"Yeah"
"Yeah"
"Okay"
"Okay
We laughed.
•••
The night went by fast. Joy and I stayed close most of the night. Jerome and Mara actually were one of the first to leave getting on the plane to their honeymoon. Everyone said there goodbyes in union as they drove off to the distance.
Joy, Alfie, Willow, Poppy, Nate and I stayed behind to clean up alongside a few others but I don't know them. Mara didn't want us to but we convinced them to go and enjoy being married.
As I stacked the chairs a figure appeared next to me helping me stack. She smiled as I took a good look at her making sure my eyes weren't lying to me. They seemed to be truthful.
Nina Evelyn Martin stood before me.
the moment you all have been waiting for. Yay. Until next time...
~Baze
