Of Princes and Princesses
AvalonReeseFanFics
A/N: So we've got a little baby chapter today! Just a small little one but it's cute I promise. Don't forget to review, I'd love to hear what everyone's thinking, and I'll see you guys next Saturday!
21.
There had been a lot of thought about this. What she would be doing that day, taking Marshall to where she was going to take him. It wasn't that she finally thought that he was ready, it was that… she was finally ready.
She had him dress up in her favourite outfit. The worn tan leather jacket, his dark jeans with the rips, the biker boots and a plain grey t-shirt. He even let her play with his hair until it was messy enough. She was in her standard outfit, a somber black dress, black flats, muted tones and red lipstick. There was nothing really special about this outfit, she never dressed up fancy to come here, she always came as herself. But she always dressed in black.
She made him take out his bike, got on the back, with her guitar on her back like a backpack and directed him to where they needed to go. But once he realized she was taking him to a graveyard he pulled over, ripped off his helmet and turned an angry glare onto her.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" he snapped. Kate pulled off her helmet too to look at him, not sure why he was so upset. "You canni bring me tae… lookin like dis? Babe. I should be dressed up… shouldn't I?"
Kate smiled at him, so happy that this was what he was upset about. "Marsh…" she whispered but he shook his head.
"No… dis… dis a big deal, you shoulda gotten me prepared for dis, Kate, you shouldni have…"
Kate reached out of him, she just had to reach her arms out and he came to her, letting her grab the lapels of his jacket and pull him closer to her. "I want Kevin to meet the real you, the you I fell in love with," was all she needed to whisper. He bowed to kiss her, his lips sliding over hers in that possessive way she adored so much.
"You're lucky, you're lucky you're so damn cute," he hissed to her he then straightened and looked up to her. "Alright… let's uh… let's go, let's meet him."
She held his hand and led him through the rows of headstones until she got to her family's. One for her mother and one for her brother. She glanced at Marshall whose chest was heaving, another nervous tick of his.
"So… uh… these are them," she whispered. "I sort of… I sort of talk to them…"
"No that's fine," he whispered. "That's normal."
Well she was glad he thought so. "Did you want to come sit with me?" she asked as she took a knee in front of the tombstone. He shook his head, still a little nervous. She'd forgive him for that.
Kate turned away from him and back to the headstones. She got down on both of her knees and arranged her skirts around herself as she sat down in the grass. She put the guitar case down beside her before she addressed them.
"Hey guys," she said to them. "I uh… I brought someone special with me, this is Marshall, my boyfriend."
"Hi," he said, waving to them for where he stood a few paces away.
"He's Irish," she squealed. "You'd've liked him, Mom, he's super sweet, and kind and he's hot. He's the lead guitarist in a band and he's really good. And Kevin, you'd've loved him too, he'd've put up with all your antics and played you all the songs and notes you wanted."
She was trying not to cry, but she always got a little weepy when she came to visit her family. Usually she felt alone but with Marshall there with her.
There was a beat of silence where she tried to compose herself and suddenly Marshall was sitting down beside her. He put a hand to her knee and then offered her a hand to hold. As soon as she put her hand in his, he was clinging to her tightly and she felt better.
"I'm going to tune up my guitar… can you… can you talk to them… maybe tell them how we met?"
Marshall nodded, he let her go and then got himself comfortable on the grass before he turned back to the tombstone. As she tuned the black wood acoustic guitar, she rarely touched anymore she listened to Marshall.
"So uh… where to begin? well… I met Kate when she was at a party… a bride's doe night. And uh… she got really snippy with me, and well... you know what she's like… but I uh… I didni care, I tought she looked like a princess and princess are allowed tae be rude tae the likes of me. I tought I'd never see her again, so I was very excited when she came back the next day to apologize tae me. I told her that her apology wasn't accepted, that it was still pending… but that was because I wanted her tae come back. She was forgiven before she walked back in the door." He paused for a bit shooting a bit of a glance her way. He had never told her that before. "And even though I donni deserve her, she's stayed with me. But I promise. I promise that for as long as she wants me, I'm gonni take care of her. So you two donni have tae worry."
Kate sat down beside him and he turned back to her, his eyes ablaze with an emotion she knew overwhelmed him. "I promise," he whispered to her and she just smiled to him.
"Kay, so… uh… before we go, I'm gonna sing your song, just once," she said to him.
She avoided Marshall's eyes. She didn't sing. He knew that. This would be the first time he heard her sing live. She hoped he liked it. She hoped he didn't make a big deal about this.
Keeping her eyes closed, lest she started to cry again, Kate strummed the guitar she had abandoned and began to sing.