Aw, I didn't realize it was so short. Sorry! Well, anyway, here's chapter 10! I will update ASAP!

Chapter 10

Collins was stunned. "What? They are?" he asked.

Stephanie nodded shakily. "Yeah," she said, "second row. See for yourself."

Collins looked out into the crowd. "What do they look like?" he asked her.

"My mom has red hair and she's wearing a green dress," Stephanie said. "My dad's sitting next to her, black hair and wearing a grey suit."

"How'd you get your blonde hair, Baby girl?" Collins asked, trying to lighten the seriousness of the situation. Stephanie glared at him. "I'm kidding, Baby girl. Do you want me to get one of the Boho boys to escort them out?"

"No, that's not possible," Stephanie said, shaking her head. "I'm about to walk down the aisle with you. I can't just cancel my wedding because they show up. I can only talk to them afterwards… or blow up at them or something…"

"Well, whatever you want to do, Baby girl," Collins said. He looked up as the wedding march began. "Uh oh, that's your cue…"

Stephanie looked up at him and managed a smile. "All right, well…" she said. "Let's do it."

Collins smiled down at her. "You're right, Baby girl," he said, "let's do it."

The whole way down the aisle, Stephanie couldn't stop thinking about her parents sitting not ten feet away from where she was walking. But then she looked up and saw Roger standing next to Mark and forgot all about her parents. The ceremony passed in a beautiful blur, and the next thing Stephanie knew, she was kissing Roger as her husband.

They walked down the aisle and outside and were greeted by several of Stephanie and Jennifer's old classmates; but other than that, Stephanie had only wanted the Bohemians to attend her wedding. Still furious about her parents being there, she stormed over to them and laid into them.

"How dare you," she snarled. "How dare you come here and try to re-enter my life like this, on my wedding day, for God's sake!"

"Stephanie," Mr. Bradford said, "we know you hurt you when we left… but Jennifer's mom… she knew all the pain you went through when we left… and we thought today would be a good day to, you know… reconcile with you… congratulate you on getting married and getting over your addiction to heroin… which we had no idea about, by the way." He looked down nervously at her.

"You have no right to be here," Stephanie snapped. "You're lucky I didn't get Collins to kick you out in the middle of the wedding. He would have, too; he did ask me if that was what I wanted."

"Baby, what's wrong?" Roger asked, coming over to her, seeing her upset, and wrapping his arms around her.

"Congratulations on marrying our daughter, Mr. Davis," Mrs. Bradford said, slightly fiercely. Roger's eyebrows shot up. "We really would have had no idea, if Mrs. Dawson hadn't contacted us and told us everything. Believe me, it was hard enough to catch up on 13 years of your life that we've missed, Stephanie, but to find out that you got addicted to heroin when you moved out of Jennifer's parents' place? That was a serious blow, Steph. How could you do that to yourself?"

"It was my escapism from the pain you caused me when you left me!" Stephanie yelled. "I was seven years old, a fucking first grader, for Christ's sake, Mom— oh my God, I cannot even call you that, it pisses me off too much! How was I supposed to take care of myself? Thank God for Jennifer's mom, she took me in like I was a second daughter! I thought I could take care of myself when I was 16 and I moved out, but I really fucked myself up, and I know that. And here you come, barging in on my life, telling me how to live it? No, absolutely not," Stephanie snarled. "I will not let you! Not today, not like this! Get out now!"

Roger, Collins, and Mark stood protectively by Stephanie, and Mr. and Mrs. Bradford glared at them and turned and walked away. "Guys," Stephanie said, tears finally falling from her eyes, as she broke down, "you'd better make sure those two are out of town and back in Europe, or wherever they were last, and out of my life by tomorrow morning, or I might do something drastic that I'll regret."

"We will, Baby," Roger said. "Let's just go home, OK? You need to rest and relax."

Stephanie swallowed and cried into his chest. "How could they do that to me, Roger? After all these years…"

"I know, Baby, I know," Roger said. "They had no right to. Don't worry; Mark and Collins and I will take care of it in the morning. You won't ever have to see them again, if that's what you want."

"That is what I want," Stephanie said, looking up at him through tear-stained eyes. "That's all that I want."

"Stephanie, I love you," Roger said firmly, lifting her chin so she looked at him.

"I love you, too, Roger," Stephanie said, and he leaned down to kiss her tenderly.

A bit over-the-top? I hope not. Let me know what you think! There will be more to come ASAP! Stephanie goes after Jennifer next!

Until next time, lots of love,

Renthead07