Lillian's P.O.V.
It was local tradition that the night before the wedding the bride and groom not see one another. This meant Chelsea, Vaughn, and Jason stayed with me in the house and Cam stayed in his old room at Howard's. Phil and Mikhail were staying in town hall's guest rooms. I hadn't spent a night on my couch in years but I refused to sleep in my own bed. I couldn't bring myself to do it with the three of them here. But after only three months I wasn't comfortable sleeping alone, it was a weird sensation. If that wasn't bad enough, I was so excited that evening that I had issues sleeping. At least Jason had no issues sleeping through the night. I didn't manage to get to sleep until around eleven.
As much as I wanted to sleep in the morning of my wedding my body had other plans. Like every other day I woke up at three with a strong need to vomit. I did my best to muffle the noise, not wanting to wake anyone up. After my morning vomit session I went back to sleep for a few hours. When I awoke again, this time at eight, I decided I might as well get dressed and start my chores.
The moment I stepped outside I saw Chelsea already hard at work. "What are you doing up?" She chastised.
"What?"
"You look exhausted. You should be asleep, having a lazy morning." She laughed at my surprised expression. "It's your wedding day. Take it easy for once, today is all about you." I started to object but she pointed to the door. "Laney and Georgia will be over around eleven. So go eat and relax and shower," I nodded, defeated.
After breakfast I made myself some low-caffeine tea and drew a bath. With plenty of bubbles, my portable CD player, and a book I took a long luke-warm bath. I wasn't exactly sure how long my bath was but it longer than my CD. After the bath I took a quick shower, washing my body and hair and shaving everything that needed it. Shortly after I finished toweling off I was bombarded by my bridesmaids. They covered my face in a light coat of foundation before they added blush, mascara, simple eye shadow, eyeliner, and some pale pink lip tint. My face felt heavy with all the makeup and yet they assured me that they kept it as light as possible. My hair was put back in the same loose curls that I wore the day of my engagement. They were pinned behind one ear with a flower again, but this rose was light purple, not white.
They gave me some private time so I could put my lingerie on in peace. As much as I wanted to wear something comfortable I was sure my black boy shorts would show through the white dress. So I pulled on the white thong and matching garter belt, I rolled my white stockings up over my knees and after some issues clipping them in they were in place. The last thing I put on was the strapless bra, which I never understood the point of seeing as they never stayed in place.
It took the three of them carefully maneuvering the dress to make sure my hair and makeup was undisturbed. But somehow they managed it. The a-line dress was made of a soft ivory fabric. It's skirt wasn't poofy and was only one layer, which was made specifically for summer brides. The top half was similar to that of a tank top with spaghetti straps. There was a thin ribbon that separated the top from the bottom. The dress had about twenty or so buttons in the back keeping it to together. I made sure that the dress fit comfortably over my figure, snug but not tight.
I watched as they all stepped into their dark green dresses. The dresses were casual and simple, something they could wear again. The last step was the details. Even if they weren't really visible I wore diamond studs in my ears. My onyx flower rested just below my collar bone, complimenting the neckline. I wasn't entirely sure if I should wear my engagement ring or not but I wore it anyway, leaving my mother's on the dresser.
I made my way downstairs so I could put my walking shoes on, I looked over check the time but I was distracted by a large white box on the coffee-table. It wasn't wrapped or anything so, out of curiosity, I opened it up. Inside was my bouquet. I lifted the bundle of flowers out and took a closer look. They were purple with white and green accents. Most of the flowers were white, plum, and lilac colored roses. The accent flowers were dark purple lilies, white violets and small fern leaves. The bouquet was full at the top and thinning out into a teardrop shape. "Perfect." I thought aloud.
Cam's P.O.V.
I stood there between Alisa and Ash, looking out over a sea of faces. Friends, relatives, future in-laws, everyone I knew was there, even those I hadn't expected to attend. The afternoon sun pierced the colored glass, dyeing the small white flowers that decorated the church a different hue. I nervously started tugging at my tie, just knowing everyone was looking as me sent this uncomfortable sensation down my spine. I kept fidgeting until I caught sight of Laney who simply shot me a look. My hands fell to my sides and I waited patiently. In the corner on the chapel Mikhail started to play his violin, signaling that it was time.
The moment I caught sight of her I stopped breathing for a second. I knew she'd look lovely, but walking towards me in that dress, she looked like perfection. I could feel the smile spread across my face. She walked at an agonizingly slow pace, to be fair even if she ran it wouldn't be fast enough for me. The closer she came, the harder my heart pounded against my chest. I couldn't take my eyes off of her even if I wanted to. After what felt like an eternity she was beside me. The small priestess cleared her throat quietly before taking a step forward.
"Do you Cameron Nathaniel Gabel, take Lillian Amelia Sarris to be your wife?" Per request she skipped over the majority of the ceremony, getting straight to the important part. "In sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, forever side-by-side as you walk down the path of life?"
"I do." We had discussed it well before I proposed, and we'd be dealing with planning for the past few weeks, but I couldn't believe it was actually happening. This was reality and from this moment on I could call Lily my wife. I felt a light tap on my arm and reluctantly I turned towards Ash who handed me the ring.
"And do you Lillian Amelia Sarris, take Cameron Nathaniel Gabel to be your husband? In sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, forever side-by-side as you walk down the path of life?"
At first she nodded eagerly, but managed to get an excited "Yes." out. She turned towards Chelsea and exchanged her bouquet for my ring.
"With the exchanging of these rings it symbolizes your everlasting devotion to one another." I did as she said and took her hand in mine, carefully slipping the silver band on her ring finger. She did the same.
Lillian's P.O.V.
"Then I now pronounce you husband and wife. you may now kiss the bride." With that he pulled me towards him eagerly, leaned down slightly, and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him like I would never get the opportunity to again, I never wanted that moment of pure bliss to end. I had forgotten that we weren't alone until everyone started to cheer. We pulled away from one another as the priestess asked that the harvest goddess bless our marriage. I hiked my dress up before we hurried down the aisle as quickly as I could in my heels. As soon as we got down the stairs and rounded the corner I kicked the torturous shoes off and left them out in the open. We headed down the road to town hall for our reception.
Howard made platters upon platters of fruits, bread, cheeses, crackers, salads and pasta. I ate as carefully as i could, not wanting to stain my dress or smudge my makeup. When it came time for the cake Cam and I stood in front of the three tiered cake, each holding a knife. I didn't want to cut into the masterpiece. The dark purple fondant flowers cascaded down one side of the cake, giving us enough empty space to cut into. At the same time we cut into the cake, cutting out a slice for one another. I was careful to make his slice as thin as possible without it falling apart. I figured the least sweet part of the cake would be the actual cake, so I offered him a small forkful of the golden dessert. Despite the fact that I knew he didn't want to, he happily ate his piece without any grimacing. I happily ate my piece and the remainder of his but faked drinking the wine during the toasts. After the food it was time to dance. First Cam and I went, then it was Howard and myself, after Phil and I danced the floor was opened up to our friends.
After the last dance of the night, Cam and I returned home. When we reached the edge of the pens he effortlessly scooped me up and carried me to the door. As fun as it was I nervously kept my arms around his neck. Once we crossed the threshold into the house he carefully set me down. I set the bouquet in a vase of water I left out on the coffee table and went upstairs to get out of my makeup. I wasn't sure who, but someone he come in and cleaned up the mess we left when getting ready. My bets were on Chelsea as the bed was made, hangers were set out, candles were arranged, and there was a chilled bottle of champagne with two glasses set on the dresser. I reached behind me as best I could, contorting my arms in an attempt to undo the buttons. "Can you, um, help me?" He chuckled, shrugging his white suit-coat off. Before he started on the dress he removed the rose blossom from my hair, setting it next to the champagne.
After I hung the dress up in the closet I sat on the bed and started to unclip my sheer thigh highs. "Wait." He said, stopping me from undoing the first rubber grip. I looked up to see his green eyes dark with lust. With one fluid motion he pulled me up off the bed, one hand caressed my lower back and the other rested on my cheek. As he leaned down and kissed me hungrily I knew tonight I would get less sleep than the last night.
Note: Gah! Thank you so so so much Nearsight, that meant so much to read ;_;
