Chapter 11 is dedicated: to everyone who alerted this story!

Author Note: This story will alternate perspectives every space break. The two perspective are Fabian's point of view a week before the wedding and Nina's point of view during the wedding!

Song: Turning Page by Sleeping At Last


~*~11: House of Faces ;;Part 1;;~*~

Nina stared at the girl in the mirror. That girl wasn't her-in fact it wasn't a girl in the mirror but a women. A brave, young, smart, creative, talented women who today was dedicating her life to the man she trusted most-a man who shared her bravery, youth, intelligence, creativity, talent and most importantly love. Nina felt a tear slip and then another until she felt the train of tears soak her right cheek. She looked so beautiful today. Her silky honey coloured hair was pulled tightly in a bun and a sparkling hair clip kept her hair down where the hair spray couldn't do the job, Mara's dress fit like a glove and made her look like a fairy and her beauty artist made her feature so define.

Nina listened to her heartbeat as it steadily pounded in her chest. Somewhere downstairs in the ballroom Ryan's heart was pounded at the same speed-Nina knew it, she just knew it.

Nina was upstairs getting ready in the Bridal Dressing Room-only minutes ago it was packed with her friends and Ryan's girl family members, all attacking their hair, kissing each others cheeks, hugging, crying and slipping on gorgeous gowns-now they had gone downstairs and left her alone. The door swung open and Amber appeared. She was dressed in a peach cocktail dress with black pumps and her hair curled into tiny coils and pushed back by a thick midnight black velvet headband.

"Nina...it's time!" Amber smiled and Nina returned it. It was time. Amber disappeared and Nina closed her eyes.

"Nina! Finally I found you!" Nina spun around, her eyes darting open. Standing in the dressing room door was a twenty-two year old Fabian Rutter. I must be dreaming! Nina thought to herself. He didn't seem real leaning in the doorway with an out of breath look on his face. "Fabian I'm about to get married...wait what are you doing here...no, how did you get in here?" She looked around expecting an open window, secret passage way but no! Fabian Rutter had just strolled into the Moss Estate and into Nina's room without anybody stopping him.

"Nina there is something I need to tell you."


Fabian stared at himself in the mirror that was propped up against the wall in Eddie's spare bedroom. Next week Nina and Ryan were getting married and he had to practice what he was going to do. Nina was getting married at the Moss Estate which was where Ryan's stupid blue blood, rich family lived. The only time he'd be able to sneak away to Nina's dressing room from the Ball Room-where the wedding was going to be held-would be right before the Wedding March.

He'd sneak upstairs, tell her about Ryan's secret messages and then let her confront Ryan herself. He had to stop to remind himself that he was letting her do the talking because he knew that he just wanted to throw a punch at that pig of a fiance and that would do nobody any good. He had read the message. It wasn't the only message either-there were plenty of more from months prior although none of them had been responded to. That made Fabian feel a bit better, he would have felt more sick if he had to read through Amber's reply messages.

He hadn't talked to Amber since their phone call back home; she kept calling and texting leaving messages about how she felt bad about how he found out about the wedding but Fabian ignored everyone of them. He didn't know what he would say if he did respond...

"Amber how could you?"

"Your Nina's best friend-does that not mean anything!"

"You've hurt more than just Nina-you've hurt me!"

"Do you not feel anything!"

"How can you be her bridesmaid-to stand beside Nina and him giving them your blessing!"

That was another thing that worried him. Not only would Fabian be destroying Nina's and Ryan's reletionship but Nina's and Amber's. So to push away his regretful thoughts he forced himself to remember: Whatever, if Amber was really Nina's best friend she wouldn't have gotten together with Ryan in the first place.


The song was a slow march and Nina walked the walk alone. She had no father or even Gran to take the steps with her and Mr. Moss was barely mobile as he was very sick and spent his practically life-less days on life support in the Private Hospital Wing on the fifth floor of the Moss Estate. Everyone around her rose. They all wore fancy clothes but no amount of money spent on their fashion could compare to their comforting smiles.

The music pounded in her ears, each note making her legs shake but she held her head high. Standing only a few feet away was Ryan, his blond hair slicked back and his blue eyes almost electric. Nina could barely breathe as he smiled at her.

"I love you." He mouthed not really looking at her but Nina didn't notice-neither did she notice when Amber cringed. "I love you too." She mouthed back but the thought of Fabian poisoned her mind. Only minutes ago he had come into her room and told her that Ryan had been cheating on her with Amber-that they've been doing it since High School, when Nina first sent the email of her and Ryan in Iceland to Amber.

But no.

Why would her best friend who was right now smiling and her boyfriend who was telling her he loved her do that?


Fabian had no idea what he was going to say to Nina when he talked to her, maybe:

"Nina...it's Ryan he's...no that won't work."

"Hey, Nina," Fabian waved to himself. "How's life...your getting married...didn't know that...oh yeah your fiance is cheating on you. Umm, not going to use that one."

"Ryan. Amber. Together." He blinked and continued with another line.

"Hate to break it to you but your mister is with ya' sister. Theoritacally speaking seeing as Amber isn't your actual..." Fabian trailed off.

"Ugh! Nina I care about you and that's why I want to tell you that I-!"


Only minutes ago Fabian had told Nina that he loved her. That he didn't care about anything else, that he was probabaly going to get fired when he went back to Liverpool, that he would get behind in his courses and have to drop out because he had spent the last two weeks preparing to tell her about Ryan and that if she would just kiss him one last time before everything fell apart that he'd probably be able to face the consequences.

Nina blinked and she was back at the alter...at her wedding, with Ryan. Ryan grabbed her hands and winked making Nina's knees weak, but it wasn't Ryan making her weak it was Fabian-his presence was in the ballroom was like a ghost taking their nails and digging it along her back. Chilly, harsh but some how relaxing. Everything began to click, like a missing puzzle peice had been finally found. This was never her story, nor was it Ryan's or theirs it was always Fabian's story.