Kate nervously ran her hand down the beaded bodice of her wedding gown. She'd gotten this dress a long time ago and it'd been big, she'd gotten it taken in, but never quite enough. Now she fit very snuggly into the dress. She swallowed thickly and looked in the mirror. A very scared woman stared back at her.
Scared wasn't the word to describe it. Terrified was the way to describe it. In a matter of thirty five minutes, she would be standing at the end of the isle with Gordo. David…the man she loved. The man she would do anything to keep.
She turned away from the mirror and sat down in a chair. She knew when she'd heard the whispers that she was back. She was afraid of it. She was terrified of her.
And ironies of ironies, she'd been working on the wedding cake. It was beautiful. Kate couldn't deny that Lizzie had done a wonderful job.
Kate twisted the engagement ring on her finger and stood up.
Everything was perfect. She'd walked through the church just a few moments ago and check. The décor was beautiful. The flowers were bright and perfect everything was set to be a fantastic day. Except, well, she couldn't shake the horrible feeling in the pit of her stomach. She couldn't get rid of the incessant feeling that she couldn't do this.
Kate picked up her wallet and flipped it open to the picture of him she kept there. He was sweet, he really was. He was thoughtful, kind, caring, considerate, and loving. Being with him had helped to tame a snippy, bitchy inner monster that she just never seemed to handle. He made her smile. She never thought that goofy, boyish, adorable smile would make her grin like it did. That he would be able to give her butterflies, or that she would fall so head over heels in love with him.
They'd gotten together, things had been great. He was everything she wanted and more.
Then Lizzie came back and he changed. He wasn't the same attentive David he'd been. He was always gone, always skittish…
It didn't take her long to figure out. When she thought about, she easily placed the pieces together. That night he was gone. He'd been with Lizzie.
Kate closed her eyes. It really was amazing what a desperate woman would do to keep the man she loved.
Her pregnancy was announced, then Lizzie passed out and they found out she was going to have a baby too.
She wished that Danny wouldn't have turned out to be the asshole that he was. She wished he wouldn't have hurt Lizzie, and that their marriage would have been as perfect as everyone figured it was going to be. Not only would that mean that Lizzie wouldn't have had to gone through what she was, but it would have kept her away.
Kate set her jaw. But Lizzie had lost David. It was her own fault. She made the mistake and she wasn't going to get him back.
Kate slid her hand over her stomach again as she stood up. She was going to have a family with David. He would love her and forget about Lizzie. She stood up. She would marry David Gordon.
She knew what she had to do after her honeymoon. Lizzie was proudly displaying her belly, and Kate hadn't grown at all. Of course she hadn't grown, there was nothing inside of her to grow. She didn't really mean to lie, she'd been so desperate at the though of losing him that it came out before she was really aware of what she'd said.
Kate looked at the clock and stood up. After the honeymoon, she would stage it. Stage the even that would make David stay with her, to take care of her. She would make it look like an accident so he wouldn't blame himself. And after Lizzie was no longer a threat, they'd try for real.
AN: I'm proud of me! Less than a month! Whoop! Please review! It's what helped me get this one done!