Final chapter, oh so sad. I hate ending stories; it's like leaving a part
of you behind. This is especially sad because I'm closing the doors on this
series (excuse the pun) I don't want to leave it!! *sob* well, you know if
I get a good idea I can always come back to it. . .
Ok, so I'm gunna repeat the 1st paragraph of the story, cuz like basically this whole story was all a flashback. If what I just said confused you, just ignore it and read! : ^P
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Mary sat shivering on the cold stone bench. It was surprisingly cold seeing as it was July. She closed her eyes and listened to the wind. Tiny drops of water splashed on her shiny lilac dress. She stared into the night sky wondering how she had gotten there.
She heard steps coming behind her, she stayed still, hoping whoever it was wouldn't see her.
"Mary?" the voice said, "what are you doing out here, it's starting to rain!"
She recognized the lovable southern voice. "Hey Mrs. Camden, come here"
Tristan held her huge dress skirt up and tried to avoid the wet ground, and then she plopped down on the bench, the shiny material extended across the ground. "You should see Ruthie in there, she's like all over Dustin. They've been dancing all night" she laughed, "how long have you been out here? You're missing a great party," she said nudging her.
"I've only been out here a few minutes," she looked at her cell phone, "ok, like forty-five" she smiled at her new sister, "the ceremony was beautiful"
"It wouldn't have happened without you!"she told her.
"What?" Mary said, "what did I do?" she laughed.
"Simon wouldn't have found me without you, and Cecilia would still be in-"
Mary cut her off, "he told you I told? He wasn't supposed to tell! You were supposed to think he found you all by himself!" she whined.
Tristan laughed, "he didn't tell me. But I know Simon isn't that smart,"
Just then Simon came poked his head out of the pool hall doors, "hey baby," he called to Tristan, "you're phone!" he called holding it out.
"Thank you" Tristan whispered, then she hugged Mary tight and scurried back inside.
"Who is it?" Simon urged, as the door closed behind them.
When the door had closed Mary looked around her to make sure no one else was around. Then she slumped down with her head in her hands. It was times like these she wished she smoked, and then she could have a better excuse for being outside during a wedding reception. She wasn't even sure what her excuse was now; she was upset with Wilson for not telling her about being engaged to Korrie. But Tristan forgave Simon, and they were happy now. Mary wanted to be happy; she wanted to go have fun with her family, but she just couldn't face him.
The familiar sound of a cranky child separated Mary from her thoughts.
Wilson approached her slowly with a squirming baby; he could feel from where he was standing how upset she was. He had really hurt her; it wasn't fair for him to keep all of that from her for all of that time. He told himself he would explain everything if it ever came up, but he now realized that was a bad idea.
"Um," Wilson started, "she wants her mommy," he said holding Angie out.
Mary pouted as she took the uneasy child, she held her close, "oh I know sweetie, you're so tired." She rocked angie gently to calm her, then she looked up at Wilson, she couldn't actually look at him, so she found a billboard behind his head to focus on, "I'll go take her home" she said rising from the bench.
"No, no" Wilson said guiding her back down, and then joining her, "I will, you've barely even been here. What's the matter?" as soon as the words left his mouth he regretted saying them, he didn't want her to get all worked up. But now that the subject had surfaced, there was no way out.
"Wilson why didn't you tell me?" Mary asked earnestly and calmly.
Wilson stuttered his words, "I was going- I mean I wanted to, I was going to tell you the day after I did it, but I wasn't sure how you felt and if- if you didn't feel the same way, maybe you would think I was crazy. I mean we have broken up quite a few times Mare."
"Did you really love me then?" she asked him
He paused a moment, the he smiled, "I've always loved you . . . always"
Mary grinned, and then she leaned in and kissed him. The kiss lasted quite a while, and then they heard someone clear their throat.
Mary and Wilson looked up slightly embarrassed. Mary stood and shifted Angie on her hip, a tall blond guy in his twenties stood in front of them, with a taxi behind him.
"Sorry to bug you" he said, "but I'm looking for-"
Just then the pool hall doors flew open and Cecilia burst through them, "Jordan!" she shouted. Tristan and Simon emerged from behind her, smiling wide.
Cecilia ran towards him almost tripping over her heels, and she flung herself into his arms. He spun her around and whispered something into her hair. She kissed him, and then asked, "How did you find me?"
Tristan stepped forward, "That would be our doing" she smiled, "Simon and I were up almost all night last night trying to track this guy down."
Cecilia smiled and hugged Simon and Tristan, then went back to Jordan.
He held Cecilia tightly, "Everything is ok now"
And it was.
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Oh God, so that's it. It's really over, I dunno if I can do this without crying. Thank you so much to everyone who supported me and reviewed for all three of these stories, you people mean the world to me! Really you do!
My new story should be up soon, I'm still working it all out in my brain. Today's 7th heaven rerun was a total inspiration. It was the one where Mary tries to get Wilson to tell her he loves her, I swear I almost cried. I miss the good ol' days, *sigh*
Cela est tout, je suis fini
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Just because the story is done, don't mean you can't stop reviewing!!
Ok, so I'm gunna repeat the 1st paragraph of the story, cuz like basically this whole story was all a flashback. If what I just said confused you, just ignore it and read! : ^P
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Mary sat shivering on the cold stone bench. It was surprisingly cold seeing as it was July. She closed her eyes and listened to the wind. Tiny drops of water splashed on her shiny lilac dress. She stared into the night sky wondering how she had gotten there.
She heard steps coming behind her, she stayed still, hoping whoever it was wouldn't see her.
"Mary?" the voice said, "what are you doing out here, it's starting to rain!"
She recognized the lovable southern voice. "Hey Mrs. Camden, come here"
Tristan held her huge dress skirt up and tried to avoid the wet ground, and then she plopped down on the bench, the shiny material extended across the ground. "You should see Ruthie in there, she's like all over Dustin. They've been dancing all night" she laughed, "how long have you been out here? You're missing a great party," she said nudging her.
"I've only been out here a few minutes," she looked at her cell phone, "ok, like forty-five" she smiled at her new sister, "the ceremony was beautiful"
"It wouldn't have happened without you!"she told her.
"What?" Mary said, "what did I do?" she laughed.
"Simon wouldn't have found me without you, and Cecilia would still be in-"
Mary cut her off, "he told you I told? He wasn't supposed to tell! You were supposed to think he found you all by himself!" she whined.
Tristan laughed, "he didn't tell me. But I know Simon isn't that smart,"
Just then Simon came poked his head out of the pool hall doors, "hey baby," he called to Tristan, "you're phone!" he called holding it out.
"Thank you" Tristan whispered, then she hugged Mary tight and scurried back inside.
"Who is it?" Simon urged, as the door closed behind them.
When the door had closed Mary looked around her to make sure no one else was around. Then she slumped down with her head in her hands. It was times like these she wished she smoked, and then she could have a better excuse for being outside during a wedding reception. She wasn't even sure what her excuse was now; she was upset with Wilson for not telling her about being engaged to Korrie. But Tristan forgave Simon, and they were happy now. Mary wanted to be happy; she wanted to go have fun with her family, but she just couldn't face him.
The familiar sound of a cranky child separated Mary from her thoughts.
Wilson approached her slowly with a squirming baby; he could feel from where he was standing how upset she was. He had really hurt her; it wasn't fair for him to keep all of that from her for all of that time. He told himself he would explain everything if it ever came up, but he now realized that was a bad idea.
"Um," Wilson started, "she wants her mommy," he said holding Angie out.
Mary pouted as she took the uneasy child, she held her close, "oh I know sweetie, you're so tired." She rocked angie gently to calm her, then she looked up at Wilson, she couldn't actually look at him, so she found a billboard behind his head to focus on, "I'll go take her home" she said rising from the bench.
"No, no" Wilson said guiding her back down, and then joining her, "I will, you've barely even been here. What's the matter?" as soon as the words left his mouth he regretted saying them, he didn't want her to get all worked up. But now that the subject had surfaced, there was no way out.
"Wilson why didn't you tell me?" Mary asked earnestly and calmly.
Wilson stuttered his words, "I was going- I mean I wanted to, I was going to tell you the day after I did it, but I wasn't sure how you felt and if- if you didn't feel the same way, maybe you would think I was crazy. I mean we have broken up quite a few times Mare."
"Did you really love me then?" she asked him
He paused a moment, the he smiled, "I've always loved you . . . always"
Mary grinned, and then she leaned in and kissed him. The kiss lasted quite a while, and then they heard someone clear their throat.
Mary and Wilson looked up slightly embarrassed. Mary stood and shifted Angie on her hip, a tall blond guy in his twenties stood in front of them, with a taxi behind him.
"Sorry to bug you" he said, "but I'm looking for-"
Just then the pool hall doors flew open and Cecilia burst through them, "Jordan!" she shouted. Tristan and Simon emerged from behind her, smiling wide.
Cecilia ran towards him almost tripping over her heels, and she flung herself into his arms. He spun her around and whispered something into her hair. She kissed him, and then asked, "How did you find me?"
Tristan stepped forward, "That would be our doing" she smiled, "Simon and I were up almost all night last night trying to track this guy down."
Cecilia smiled and hugged Simon and Tristan, then went back to Jordan.
He held Cecilia tightly, "Everything is ok now"
And it was.
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~*~*~*~ THE END ~*~*~*~
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Oh God, so that's it. It's really over, I dunno if I can do this without crying. Thank you so much to everyone who supported me and reviewed for all three of these stories, you people mean the world to me! Really you do!
My new story should be up soon, I'm still working it all out in my brain. Today's 7th heaven rerun was a total inspiration. It was the one where Mary tries to get Wilson to tell her he loves her, I swear I almost cried. I miss the good ol' days, *sigh*
Cela est tout, je suis fini
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Just because the story is done, don't mean you can't stop reviewing!!