~Chadash~
Melinda
Bruner
Summary: It's Daria and Somebody's
wedding- who do you think?
Daria
slipped the diamond bracelet around her right wrist. She couldn't remember a
day she felt so happy. She looked up to the mirror in front of her. She wasn't
the sixteen-year-old outcast she was before now. She was twenty-four, out of
college a year now, and today was- her wedding day. The elegant white dress
draped around her shoulders and hugged her curves. She looked back to her
twenty-two year old sister, standing in the doorway.
"Quinn!"
Daria exclaimed as she rushed toward her sister. They hugged, and Daria pulled
back.
"Daria!
You look so great today. That dress looks great!"
"Yeah,
thanks to you."
"Oh,
stop!"
Quinn
had been a successful designer since she got out of high school. She and Stacy
Rowe had bonded in Junior and senior years, leaving the fashion club together
and making their own label- Quincy Stain. The name was a bit unusual to say the
least, but over the years, Quinn had some how lost the sense of fashion she
liked and changed to punk rock clothes. Daria's wedding dress had been a big
step. But it fit her perfectly and everything was fine. Daria looked Quinn up
and down in her silver bridesmaid dress. She smiled. Quinn smiled back. Quinn's
red-orange hair cascaded down her back like an unruly waterfall. Daria didn't
want to make her sister feel unimportant, but there was someone she had to see.
"Quinn?
Could you get Jane for me, please?"
"Sure.
I'll be right back."
Daria
sat in the Everest chair and touched the diamonds strung together on her wrist.
She remembered the day Tom had given it to her; it was their one-year
anniversary. [Fade to Flashback]
"Just
wait a second, Daria, there's something I have to give you."
"What?"
"This."
Tom pulled out a box.
"You're
not proposing are you?" She asked him skeptically.
"Not
exactly." He opened the box to show the glistening diamond bracelet, lying on a
soft bed of cotton.
"Tom-
I can't take that! It's- it's expensive!"
"That's
why I want you to have it."
"Tom-
I can't. It's not right."
"Daria
you don't need to do what's right all the time." He slipped the bracelet around
her wrist. "Now just be grateful."
"If
there's anything I'm grateful for- it's you, Tom. It's you."
[Fade
out of flashback]
Jane
entered and closed the door quietly. Her shaggy tiger-striped hair brushed
against her cheek. She looked up at Daria, and ran to her. At the same time,
Daria looked up and ran to Jane. They hugged.
"Daria-
you look great."
"Thank
you, Jane, or rather, Mrs. Tyler.'
"Yeah.
I'm going to miss you. I'll barely ever see you anymore."
"I
know. But we really have to move to Maine for business. Lawndale just isn't
right anymore."
"I
got an idea. You can just name one of your kids after me, okay? Then you'll
have a Jane, if not the Jane."
Suddenly,
a man came in.
"Mrs.
Tyler? It's almost time for your entrance." He said.
"Okay.
Bye Daria." She hugged Daria again and walked out. Daria watched her leave.
Then the door opened again. Jake stepped in.
"Daria…"
"Oh
hi Dad."
"You're
not a kiddo anymore. Why didn't anyone tell me, dammit!"
"Dad,
it's okay."
"I
know. Here I am, to walk you down the aisle like I promised."
"I
still don't remember that."
"I
know ya don't, kiddo."
"Where's
mom?"
"She
already walked down the aisle kiddo."
The
door opened again.
"Ms.
Morgendorffer? It's your turn."
Daria
looked at herself one last time in the mirror. She took a deep breath and
walked out of her dressing room with Jake. They stopped in front of a black
curtain. Daria took in her breath as she heard 'Dum-dum-da-dum.' The usher opened
the curtain, and Daria took a step out. A million flashes seemed to hit her
eyes, though there were only two cameras. Daria smiled. She took delicate
steps, taking her time. At last she got to the alter. She passed her bouquet to
Jane and looked at him. The one she was going to spend the rest of her
life with. Or at least until the divorce. She smirked at this thought. The man
began.
"Dearly
beloved, we are gathered here…"
Daria
zoned him out and focused on staring into the icy-green eyes of the man across
from her.
"Do
you, Daria Morgendorffer, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, for
richer or poorer, in sickness and in health 'till death do you part? (Sorry I
don't know the whole thing by heart)"
Daria
paused. Would she be sarcastic, or should she say the classic 'I do?' She
looked over to Aunt Amy and got her answer.
"Well,
unless I find someone better." There were a few stifled laughs, and the man
across from her smiled. "But I won't, so I do."
Daria
smiled up at him as the pastor continued. Daria didn't even listen. She was in
a whole other world. She saw his lips say 'I do.' Ah, the interesting part. She
started listening again.
"Very
well. If anyone here thinks these two should not be wed than speak now or
forever hold your peace."
Daria
looked out to Elsie, who opened her mouth, but decided not to say anything.
Elsie was twenty now, and just as mature as ever.
"Thank
you. Now the bride and groom will exchange vows."
Daria
listened to his vow, his vow of commitment and trust, of everything a girl
could want. She cocked her head to the side and watched. When he was finished,
Jane handed her the slip of paper.
"When
we first met, I absolutely despised of you. Now look where we are. I always saw
you as a threat to my best friend and my friendship. But then the time- the
time I got in your car. Well, we know what happened. I won't share it here. But
we always had a secret bond, Tom, from farmer Trent to boyfriend, to fiancée;
we've gone so far and done so much. The double rings on our one-year anniversary-
they were real. They were real. All I want to say is I love you and can't wait
to spend the rest of my life with you. I can't imagine life without you." When
Daria finished she had tears around her eyes she wiped away.
"Thank
you, Daria and Tom. Now Tom, take the ring and repeat after me. With this ring,
I thee wed."
"With
this ring I thee wed." He slipped it on her finger.
"Daria?"
"With
this ring, I thee wed." She put the ring on his finger.
"You
may now kiss the bride."
Tom
looked into Daria's eyes as he pulled up her veil. He pulled her closer and
they kissed. But they both new it was no ordinary kiss. It was their first kiss
being married. Everyone applauded. Daria and Tom walked down the aisle together
smiling. Everyone threw rice. Sam and Chris Griffin threw rice at Jake. Jake
returned it back. They got into a white limo decorated with 'Just married' on
the back. And they drove off.
~The End~