Dear Viewers,
I'm so glad that it's finally Christmas break; can you believe that Christmas is next Saturday? Man the days just flew on by! I'm sorry that this is a little bit late in the night, but I had to work for a few hours and earn some money before I could post this.
I hope you enjoy this chapter!
Michelle
On and on we carry through the fears
Disappointed faces of your peers
Take a look at me 'cause I cannot care at all
Do or die, you'll never make me
Because the world will never take my heart
Though they try, they'll never break me
We want it all, we wanna play this part
I won't explain or say I'm sorry
I'm not ashamed, I'm gonna show my scar
Give a cheer for all the broken
Listen here, because I don't care
Welcome To The Black Parade—My Chemical Romance
Chapter 53
Sophie's POV
June 5th 2010
"I can't wait to see the wedding dress on you Em!" I squealed excitedly.
"You do remember that I'm nearly four months pregnant and that I'll look a little fat in this dress Sophie?" Emily said sarcastically from inside the dressing room.
"Nonsense, you'll look fine. With the way the dress is fitted to fit you perfectly for the big event in 25 short days, and only 12 until your birthday, you look absolutely perfect—so stop worrying!" I said to my soon-to-be sister-in-law.
"Yeah Emmy, Sophie's right, you'll look stunning. Mom and Dad can't wait for this to happen—they'll even be thrilled to hear of the baby news." Ericka said happily. "Just think—I'm gonna be an Auntie! Oh Sophie we'll get to spoil our little niece or nephew like crazy!"
Ericka was a cute little girl; she and Emily had the same eyes, hair colour and skin tone, the smiled the same and her face was constructed in the same way, but that was all of the similarities. Ericka had shoulder length hair while Emily's was longer, Ericka was about 3" shorter than Em, she wore braces and of course Em looked quite a bit older since she was nearly eight years older than Ericka.
She was a little ball of energy, always smiling at everything and when Emily told her that she was pregnant, she squealed so loudly and happily I thought that I'd have permanent hearing problems.
"Thanks girls, but not much can hide this belly if it grows anymore in 25 days." She came out of the dressing room in the dress her and I picked out and we all gave a gasp.
Emily looked absolutely gorgeous in it! Even though she had the scars lining the right side of her face, Emily had always been beautiful, and seeing her in that dress, you could almost call her an angel.
The dress fit her body perfectly, even though it'd have to be resized a little due to Em being pregnant, it went to the floor and went a bit longer in the back, it was cinched together on her left side and the beading was all over the top of the dress and went down in a line over the cinched part and down the left side. It didn't really have much for straps, they were thin connecting to the dress and then widened out over the shoulders before going small again.
All in all, it was a beautiful dress fit for Emily.
"Emily—that dress looks gorgeous on you!" Leah exclaimed.
"It's really beautiful." Kim said softly.
"They're right." The seamstress said, coming into the room. "Now Miss Young, I'll need you to step onto this stool right here so that I can get to work." Emily did as she was told and got onto the circular stool type thing in the middle of the room, surrounded by mirrors.
"Hmm, you're right girls; you can barely notice the bump in the dress." Emily said in wonder.
"Told you so." I smirked at her.
"Oh shut up Sophie." She said with a blush. I chuckled. "You just hope you don't get pregnant before you're married." Emily muttered.
I laughed. "Oh don't worry, Paul and I always use—"
Emily cut me off by "shushing" me a bit, and then gestured to Ericka, who then rolled her eyes and said, "Em, you don't have to shush her, I hear it enough from our parents and all the kids in my last High School."
Em shook her head and sighed. "Anyway, Sophie you'll be first up to show us your bridesmaids dress."
I forced a smile onto my face at the thought of that. I really did want to wear the dress for certain reasons.
The seamstress worked on Emily's dress for about a half an hour, and then left to go get the bridesmaids dresses for Leah, me and Erica. Emily hasn't known Kim for long so Kim was fine not being one, she was just here to observe and tell us what she thought.
I warily took mine and went into the dressing room. After I put on the dress, I turned around to look at what made me so ashamed to wear dresses, the lines of scars on my back from when Donovan whipped me.
After I had come out of the hospital, I knew there were scars there, but I thought they would all heal and not leave marks. I hadn't worn anything to show them, even with the dress I used for my date with Paul I had worn a cardigan and not seen my back. But other than that, nothing, so I didn't even know that the scars were on my back, until last night when Paul and I had had our special date…
Flashback
I was laying on my stomach with the blanket only covering me just past my butt and Paul was doodling lines with his finger on my back. That's when he let out and angry sigh and placed kisses all over my back.
"What's wrong?" I asked and lifted and turned my head to look at him.
"I just wish I had have been able to prevent what happened to you, but these damn scars on your back just remind me that I failed to protect you." He said darkly.
"What?" I said and sat up. "Scars?"
"The ones on your back." He said sadly. "You didn't know?"
I got out of bed quickly and ran into the bathroom that connects to my room and locked the door so that Sam wouldn't come in from the other door. I turned so that my back faced the mirror and I looked at it.
There were the scars from when Donovan had whipped me. They started on my upper back and crisscrossed down to my lower back, medium sized lines, scarred deep into my back, forever to be a reminder of what happened to me. Tears filled my eyes.
"Babe? Sophie what's wrong? Are you okay?" He stood behind me and took e in his arms.
"There are scars there, there are scars on my back and I didn't even know it. Paul, how can you even overlook them? How can you just ignore their presence there on my back? How could I have not known that there were scars there?" I said crying.
"Sophie, I don't care that there are scars on your back. Yes, I think about them every time I see them, but it's only because it reminds me that I was such a failure to you at that time, that I couldn't protect you like I'm supposed to." He whispered, turning me around and tucking me into his chest.
I just stood in his arms crying. "I'm never going to be able to wear certain dresses ever again, I'm not going to be able to wear a swimsuit, I'm not going to be able to be with you without being ashamed of this, without thinking how awful it looks." I said.
"Sophie," He said, taking my face in his hands. "I don't care that they're there, honestly I don't, and neither will anybody else. You don't have to hide them, pr be ashamed of them, and hell don't even be insecure about them. Look at what Emily does, she doesn't try to hide them, she's not ashamed of them and she's never once felt insecure about them. You don't have to be either, so don't, okay?"
I sighed, tears still falling. "Okay."
"Good, now let's get back to bed before Sam comes into the bathroom and freaks out at me, okay?" He asked with a smile.
I smiled back through my tears. "Okay."
End Flashback.
"Sophie? Have you got the dress on yet?" Emily asked.
"Yeah, yes, I'll be right out." I said and unlocked the door.
"Wow." Leah said with wide eyes.
"Oh my." Emily said quietly.
"Gorgeous." Kim breathed.
"You look stunning Sophie!" Ericka said, jumping and clapping slightly.
I blushed. "Thanks, it's not really that extravagant." I said looking down.
"Are you kidding me? That dress is absolutely gorgeous and fits you perfectly." Leah said. "Why do you get the good dress?" She pouted.
I giggled. "Don't sell yourself short Leah, your dress is gorgeous too, and so is yours Ericka."
"Not as much as yours." Ericka said, putting as well.
I did a little twirl, forgetting about what my back look like.
I heard a small gasp. "Sophie, what's that on your back?" Ericka asked.
I sighed and turned so that my back was facing her and pulled my hair to the side. "It's a scar from where my Father whipped me, and it's not just the upper back, it goes down my whole back. I grew up with an abusive Father Ericka; I dealt with stuff like this all the time, just not anything else that scarred."
"Sophie, I didn't know that you had scars when I picked the dress for you, if you don't want them to show we can—" I cut Emily off.
"It's okay, I didn't know there was a scar on my back either when you picked it, and I don't want to hide them, I just have to learn to live with them." I said with a shrug and turned to face them.
I saw that Ericka had tears in her eyes and ran forward to wrap her arms around my waist in a hug. "I'm so sorry Sophie! I shouldn't have asked!"
I laughed and put my arms around her. "It's alright Ericka, I've gotten over that fact of my life, now come on, we have to model these dresses to see how they all fit together."
"Just wait until next week when you and I have to get the boys fitted for their tuxes." Leah grumbled. I laughed.
Once we had finished at the dress shop and got all the dresses boxed up we headed home to La Push. The whole pack and the other Imprints were coming over to give Ericka the proper 'Welcome' party.
Once we got there, everything was already going. We had prepared everything before we left and gave the guys specific instructions to get everything out at 3 'o' clock, but to not touch, and by touch I mean eat, anything or else there'd be trouble.
Ericka was shy at first, but then she got social and started greeting everyone with a big smile. She got to meet everyone here, and last person she met was Seth, and I was there when Seth Clearwater, Imprinted on Ericka. I had gasped and covered my mouth with both my hands to contain my squeal of excitement.
"What is it Soph?" Paul asked me from behind.
"That." I pointed at Seth and Ericka.
"Oh, well." Paul said shocked. "That's a very good pairing, the hyperactive werewolf with over-energetic girl."
I laughed at that. I went over to Emily and Sam to tell her the news. "Guess what just happened?"
"What?" She looked at me curiously.
"Seth just Imprinted on Ericka." I said with a smile.
"What?" She said with a gasp. Then she smiled and said, "Well they certainly fit each other's personalities."
"That's what Paul said." I said with a laugh. Now the family was almost complete, another wolf has found his Soulmate and only two more to go.
Yep, this family just kept getting bigger and bigger by the minute, but, I wouldn't trade it for the world. I looked around at everybody, they were all smiling or laughing or talking, all the Jonas drama was over and in the past now.
These were good times, and they were just the beginning.
I want to give a big thanks for all the lovely reviews I've been getting; each one brings a smile to my face.
By the way, there are now pictures of everyone on my profile, also I will be getting all the dress photos on their as well as soon as I can.
Thanks for reading this chapter! See you next week, hopefully for the birthday party, the wedding, and the Christmas special, which will have a few surprises in store for you…
Just For Fun:
I'd like to congratulate Leila-Ophelia-Rose for getting my word/letter riddle, someone actually gets my strange sense of humour and jokes. Also I'd like to thank Samantha for her charming guess. That gave me a laugh I really needed that day.
