2 years later
"Hey is my tie straight?"
"Is my hair okay?"
"My pants are on the right way right?"
"My makeup doesn't look blotchy does it?"
"You're fine, in fact, you look amazing!" says Chloe, my maid of honour.
"You're good, man," says Benji, Jesse's best man.
"I want this to perfect," I say.
"I want this to be perfect," Jesse sighs.
"Come on, let's go!" Says Chloe, practically pushing me to the car that my Dad's already sitting in.
"Hey, Dad," I say.
"Hey, Sweetheart. So today's the big day, huh? My only daughter!" He replies with a sad smile. Its not like he ever paid me any real attention before. "You know, I really like Jesse. You and him are perfect." He says.
"Thanks, Dad."
We get to the Church fashionably late. We get pictures outside the Church before all my Original-Bella Bridesmaids and I go up the aisle. They each walk up, one by one until it's my turn. I walk through the doors with my dad by my side and see Jesse at the top wearing a big grin. I smile and blink back tears. When I reach the top, my Dad puts my hand in Jesse's, as of tradition. "You look so beautiful," he whispers in my ear. I blush and look up at the Minister who has begun the sermon.
"Jesse Swanson, do you take Beca Mitchell to be your wedded wife, to live together in marriage? Do you promise to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health, and forsaking all others, be faithful only to her, for as long as you both shall live?" Jesse looks into my eyes and says, "I do," while slipping the wedding ring onto my finger.
"And Beca Mitchell, do you take Jesse Swanson to be your wedded husband, to live together in marriage? Do you promise to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health, and forsaking all others, be faithful only to her, for as long as you both shall live?" I knew all these commitments were a lie because of my parents divorce and I don't want to end up like them. Not me and Jesse. I take a pause and Jesse looks into my eyes, knowing my thoughts, knowing my reason for freezing. "It's okay. I mean it." He whispers. And I know he's talking about the vows. That he means that he'll keep to the promises and never abonden me. Because he loves me too much. Because we love each other too much. "I do," I say and slip the wedding ring swiftly onto his finger. He let's out a sigh relief and grins. "I now pronounce you, Husband and Wife- you may kiss the bride!" Jesse takes my face in his hands and gives me a quick kiss. Everyone cheers and claps and he takes my hand as we walk down the aisle together. Happier than I've ever been before.