Disclaimer: You want to read it, go to the first chapter. But, I swear,
none of the characters belong to me!!
Author's note: First, I want to thank all of you for your reviews. They were awesome and totally inspired me to sit down and write 2 more chapters, just you guys! Sorry that this one is a little short, my brain was momentarily short-circuiting! Lastly, I did something that may or may not be out of character for Jamie, depending on your own opinions. My friend said it was a good way to tie in some more of the book as well as add a "dash of realistic nature" to the story. Hey, I didn't know I was making soup here!!! J/K. Don't worry, it's only short-term, but feel free to let me know what you thought about it. (Showing some bravado) I can take it!
Living Their Dream
Chaper2
Jamie didn't want to move at all; it felt so right being here, wrapped in her husband's arms. Her husband. Now there was a word that was growing on her quickly! Everything was perfect, except for an annoying intruder, this tiny, little voice in the back of her head, asking her if they had done the right thing. She was shocked at herself for thinking that, but more shocked for thinking, for probably the first time in her life, what other people thought about her. She had never doubted Landon's love for her for a minute, or her love for him, but she knew what people were saying about their whirlwind romance, as well as their unexpected nuptials. 'They were only 18', people said, 'too young to know if they were in love, much less make the decision to get married' or 'Landon's only marrying her because he feels sorry for her; after all, she isn't going to live much longer.'
The last one had truly upset her. She hadn't told Landon, only because she remembered the last time someone had made a malicious statement about her and she didn't want a repeat episode of that to occur. But then, her own voice inside her head came alive, arguing back at the other unwelcome voice inside her head. *Who are you all to judge me? You don't know anything about me and Landon. It doesn't matter if I live for only 3 months or 3 decades, Landon and I are going to be together forever and we're going to be happy. *
As if her own reassurances weren't enough or as if he had been taking a glance inside her head, Landon finally pulled away, due to the rapidly depleting oxygen in his lungs. He looked at her straight in the eye with the softest smile gracing his lips, tucked a curl of her chestnut hair behind her ear and said, "Everything's going to be okay." That was all it took to kick that nasty little voice out of her head and out of her life, for good, hopefully.
Jamie smiled back at him with all the love and joy she was feeling at that moment. It was then, that the faint sound of clapping and hollering was breaking through the fog of their little world that they had made, standing at the front of the church. Landon reached down and grasped Jamie's tiny hand, firmly but gently, while she turned and retrieved her bouquet from Mrs. Garber. Then, both began walking down the aisle past their family and friends, heading out the church doors into the bright sunlit day.
For them, it was a walk to remember.
Author's note: First, I want to thank all of you for your reviews. They were awesome and totally inspired me to sit down and write 2 more chapters, just you guys! Sorry that this one is a little short, my brain was momentarily short-circuiting! Lastly, I did something that may or may not be out of character for Jamie, depending on your own opinions. My friend said it was a good way to tie in some more of the book as well as add a "dash of realistic nature" to the story. Hey, I didn't know I was making soup here!!! J/K. Don't worry, it's only short-term, but feel free to let me know what you thought about it. (Showing some bravado) I can take it!
Living Their Dream
Chaper2
Jamie didn't want to move at all; it felt so right being here, wrapped in her husband's arms. Her husband. Now there was a word that was growing on her quickly! Everything was perfect, except for an annoying intruder, this tiny, little voice in the back of her head, asking her if they had done the right thing. She was shocked at herself for thinking that, but more shocked for thinking, for probably the first time in her life, what other people thought about her. She had never doubted Landon's love for her for a minute, or her love for him, but she knew what people were saying about their whirlwind romance, as well as their unexpected nuptials. 'They were only 18', people said, 'too young to know if they were in love, much less make the decision to get married' or 'Landon's only marrying her because he feels sorry for her; after all, she isn't going to live much longer.'
The last one had truly upset her. She hadn't told Landon, only because she remembered the last time someone had made a malicious statement about her and she didn't want a repeat episode of that to occur. But then, her own voice inside her head came alive, arguing back at the other unwelcome voice inside her head. *Who are you all to judge me? You don't know anything about me and Landon. It doesn't matter if I live for only 3 months or 3 decades, Landon and I are going to be together forever and we're going to be happy. *
As if her own reassurances weren't enough or as if he had been taking a glance inside her head, Landon finally pulled away, due to the rapidly depleting oxygen in his lungs. He looked at her straight in the eye with the softest smile gracing his lips, tucked a curl of her chestnut hair behind her ear and said, "Everything's going to be okay." That was all it took to kick that nasty little voice out of her head and out of her life, for good, hopefully.
Jamie smiled back at him with all the love and joy she was feeling at that moment. It was then, that the faint sound of clapping and hollering was breaking through the fog of their little world that they had made, standing at the front of the church. Landon reached down and grasped Jamie's tiny hand, firmly but gently, while she turned and retrieved her bouquet from Mrs. Garber. Then, both began walking down the aisle past their family and friends, heading out the church doors into the bright sunlit day.
For them, it was a walk to remember.