Soul Mate - Part Two
Dawson Leery stood at the alter nervously as people began to file into the church. He wished the ceremony would just get started.
He saw his parents enter and make their way to the front. His father was beaming and his mother was already wiping tears from the corner of her eyes.
Dawson felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Hey man," Pacey Witter, his best man, said with a smile. "You look really nervous."
Dawson tried to grin. "How can you tell?"
Pacey laughed. He looked around at all the guests. It seemed everyone had arrived. Everyone but one person.
"Joey isn't coming?" Pacey asked.
Dawson frowned. He didn't want to think about Josephine Potter. After she'd told him she loved him, Dawson had tried to contact her. He'd even gone to her college but she'd left. Her dorm room was bare and the registrar said she'd pulled out of all her classes.
It was as if she'd disappeared into thin air.
"No she isn't," Dawson said evenly.
He'd wanted to find Joey so he could tell her he loved her too. When he couldn't find her he decided he'd marry Chelsea anyway. She was a wonderful woman.
'But you don't love her' a little voice said.
Dawson tried to push those thoughts away. Months had passed. Joey was no more.
As the wedding march began playing, Dawson looked to the doorway.
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Joey Potter paced outside the small chapel in her hometown of Capeside. She wasn't sure what she was doing here.
Six months ago she had disappeared. She had re-evaluated her life and decided that no matter what; she wanted to be with Dawson. She wanted to be his wife.
Joey could hear the wedding march playing. She knew that Chelsea was walking down the aisle right at that moment.
Joey didn't know what to do. She didn't want to humiliate Chelsea in front of everyone but she couldn't wait until after the wedding.
"Why couldn't I have arrived earlier?" Joey muttered to herself as she threw her cigarette to the ground and stomped on it with her heel.
She looked down at her pale cream skirt and blouse with a grimace. As soon as she walked into the church, everyone would know why she was there.
Joey crept up to the door and pushed it open slightly. As she peeked through, she could see Chelsea reaching the altar and walking up to stand beside Dawson. Dawson was smiling down at her as he took her hand but Joey was sure he saw him look toward the doors.
Seeing him look in her direction caused her to suddenly lose balance. As she lost her footing, she fell through the doorway and landed on the floor in the aisle in a heap.
Everyone looked at her. Dawson was looking at her. ________________________________________________________________________
Dawson gulped as Chelsea reached his side. He took her hand and looked one last time behind him. As he did, someone fell through the doorway.
"Joey?" he called in surprise.
He dropped Chelsea's hand and hurried toward the tall girl climbing awkwardly to her feet.
"Joey," he said with relief as he grabbed her hands. "Joey."
Joey smiled nervously at him, glad to see that smile on his face that she loved.
"Dawson?" Chelsea called uncertainly from the altar.
Dawson suddenly realised he'd left Chelsea standing there by herself.
"Joey," he whispered. "Go back outside. I'll be there in a minute."
Joey nodded and turned to leave. Dawson hurried back to the altar. He pulled Chelsea aside.
"Chel, I need to speak to an old friend," he began.
"In the middle of our wedding?" she asked, a tear beginning to brim on her eyelid. "Can't it wait until later?"
"It's Joey. I haven't spoken to her in months. I need to know she's okay," Dawson said.
"If you walk out of this church now, I don't want to see you again," Chelsea said.
Dawson looked at Chelsea. He was torn but he desperately wanted to be with Joey before she took off again.
"I love you," he whispered as he kissed her cheek then turned around and hurried down the aisle and out the door.
"You love her," Chelsea whispered to herself as she watched him walk out of her life. ________________________________________________________________________
Joey paced nervously and puffed on another cigarette as she waited for Dawson to appear. Her smoking was a bad habit but she couldn't help it.
After what seemed like forever and two cigarettes later, Dawson pushed open the double doors of the church and grabbed her in his arms.
"I can't believe it's you!" Dawson exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"
Joey blushed as she hugged Dawson tightly. "What do you think I'm here for?"
"Me I hope! I just ended my marriage!" Dawson grinned.
"You weren't married yet," Joey laughed back as Dawson swung her from side to side.
"Let's get out of here, before they come out," Dawson said as he took her hand and began to lead her away from the church.
"Hold on," Joey said.
She pulled Dawson back to her and gave him a full on kiss on his lips.
"I'm never leaving again," Joey said as Dawson pulled her away.
THE END
Dawson Leery stood at the alter nervously as people began to file into the church. He wished the ceremony would just get started.
He saw his parents enter and make their way to the front. His father was beaming and his mother was already wiping tears from the corner of her eyes.
Dawson felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Hey man," Pacey Witter, his best man, said with a smile. "You look really nervous."
Dawson tried to grin. "How can you tell?"
Pacey laughed. He looked around at all the guests. It seemed everyone had arrived. Everyone but one person.
"Joey isn't coming?" Pacey asked.
Dawson frowned. He didn't want to think about Josephine Potter. After she'd told him she loved him, Dawson had tried to contact her. He'd even gone to her college but she'd left. Her dorm room was bare and the registrar said she'd pulled out of all her classes.
It was as if she'd disappeared into thin air.
"No she isn't," Dawson said evenly.
He'd wanted to find Joey so he could tell her he loved her too. When he couldn't find her he decided he'd marry Chelsea anyway. She was a wonderful woman.
'But you don't love her' a little voice said.
Dawson tried to push those thoughts away. Months had passed. Joey was no more.
As the wedding march began playing, Dawson looked to the doorway.
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Joey Potter paced outside the small chapel in her hometown of Capeside. She wasn't sure what she was doing here.
Six months ago she had disappeared. She had re-evaluated her life and decided that no matter what; she wanted to be with Dawson. She wanted to be his wife.
Joey could hear the wedding march playing. She knew that Chelsea was walking down the aisle right at that moment.
Joey didn't know what to do. She didn't want to humiliate Chelsea in front of everyone but she couldn't wait until after the wedding.
"Why couldn't I have arrived earlier?" Joey muttered to herself as she threw her cigarette to the ground and stomped on it with her heel.
She looked down at her pale cream skirt and blouse with a grimace. As soon as she walked into the church, everyone would know why she was there.
Joey crept up to the door and pushed it open slightly. As she peeked through, she could see Chelsea reaching the altar and walking up to stand beside Dawson. Dawson was smiling down at her as he took her hand but Joey was sure he saw him look toward the doors.
Seeing him look in her direction caused her to suddenly lose balance. As she lost her footing, she fell through the doorway and landed on the floor in the aisle in a heap.
Everyone looked at her. Dawson was looking at her. ________________________________________________________________________
Dawson gulped as Chelsea reached his side. He took her hand and looked one last time behind him. As he did, someone fell through the doorway.
"Joey?" he called in surprise.
He dropped Chelsea's hand and hurried toward the tall girl climbing awkwardly to her feet.
"Joey," he said with relief as he grabbed her hands. "Joey."
Joey smiled nervously at him, glad to see that smile on his face that she loved.
"Dawson?" Chelsea called uncertainly from the altar.
Dawson suddenly realised he'd left Chelsea standing there by herself.
"Joey," he whispered. "Go back outside. I'll be there in a minute."
Joey nodded and turned to leave. Dawson hurried back to the altar. He pulled Chelsea aside.
"Chel, I need to speak to an old friend," he began.
"In the middle of our wedding?" she asked, a tear beginning to brim on her eyelid. "Can't it wait until later?"
"It's Joey. I haven't spoken to her in months. I need to know she's okay," Dawson said.
"If you walk out of this church now, I don't want to see you again," Chelsea said.
Dawson looked at Chelsea. He was torn but he desperately wanted to be with Joey before she took off again.
"I love you," he whispered as he kissed her cheek then turned around and hurried down the aisle and out the door.
"You love her," Chelsea whispered to herself as she watched him walk out of her life. ________________________________________________________________________
Joey paced nervously and puffed on another cigarette as she waited for Dawson to appear. Her smoking was a bad habit but she couldn't help it.
After what seemed like forever and two cigarettes later, Dawson pushed open the double doors of the church and grabbed her in his arms.
"I can't believe it's you!" Dawson exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"
Joey blushed as she hugged Dawson tightly. "What do you think I'm here for?"
"Me I hope! I just ended my marriage!" Dawson grinned.
"You weren't married yet," Joey laughed back as Dawson swung her from side to side.
"Let's get out of here, before they come out," Dawson said as he took her hand and began to lead her away from the church.
"Hold on," Joey said.
She pulled Dawson back to her and gave him a full on kiss on his lips.
"I'm never leaving again," Joey said as Dawson pulled her away.
THE END