I'm sorry I didn't post for weeks again. After my trip to Colorado, I had so much homework to catch up on. And after that, life has just been hell. There are so many things going wrong, and my depression is just downward spiraling. I didn't want to write at all. So I didn't. I promise I will try to warn you guys when I'm not going to post for a while instead of going on a hiatus.

I will say I got a lot of reading done while I was on my hiatus. Reading is the only thing I really enjoy when I'm depressed-if I enjoy the book. So, if you would like to follow me or friend me on Goodreads my username is Bella Starr.

Thank you for staying with me :)

-CL

Maxon and I finally make it to our room after touching each other for an extra five minutes in the room. We couldn't kiss because otherwise, we would mess up everything we fixed, but we have fun in other ways. We burst into our room out of breath, partly from running, partly from our game.

Carter is waiting right by the door when we enter the room. "Where the hell were you guys? You're late!"

Maxon sighs. "We aren't that late, Carter. Relax. Is Marlee even ready?"

"Oh, shit. No. I have her shoes right here," I say holding them up. "I'll go give them to her."

I rush into the Queen Suite and find America and Marlee sitting on the bed chatting. "Look who finally decided to show up," America says with a smirk.

Marlee looks up and sees the heels in my hand. "Oh, those are a great choice!" She stands up and takes them from my hand. She puts them on the ground and slips into them. She looks up at America. "Ames, I know you aren't my father…but would you walk me down the aisle?"

America gasps. She hugs Marlee and says, "Of course, Marlee."

Marlee turns to me. "And Bella. Can you be my maid of honor in a sense?"

I walk to her and place my hands on her shoulders. I look her in the eyes. "Yes. Of course, Marlee. Now shall we go get you hitched?"

I walk out of the Queen Suite a few minutes later, making sure everyone is ready. Aspen and Maxon are setting up an arch with leftover streamers from our decorations. I don't see Carter anywhere-he's probably getting ready himself. I notice that there's a chair for America set up. They lined the floor with some rose petals, making a makeshift aisle. Maxon notices me and gestures to come over. I walk around the aisle, wanting to make sure it's still intact for Marlee. I reach Maxon and Aspen just when they finish the arch. "Is Marlee ready?" Maxon asks pulling me in for a quick peck.

I nod. "Is Carter?"

"Not sure. Lemme go look," Aspen says, walking down the hall.

Maxon turns to me and gently cups my face. "My dear, you need to go see Dr. Ashlar soon. Please."

"Maxon, I will wait two weeks and take two more tests. Then I will go see Dr. Ashlar if I'm pregnant or not."

"But what about your anorexia? You need to get help for that."

"No, Maxon, I'm fine. I want to do it myself. I've been getting slightly better these past few weeks. I don't want the country to know that I'm anorexic. I promise to give you updates-you could help as well, you know."

Maxon sighs. "Darling, you've already had a near-death experience. Can you please get help for this at least? I don't want to go through that again."

"No, Maxon. I'll do it in two weeks," I say stubbornly. I see Aspen coming with a nervous Carter following him. "I'll go get Marlee," I say, pulling away from Maxon angrily.

"Bella, wait," Maxon says, tugging on my arm.

I pull my arm out of his grasp. "No, Maxon. We've got a wedding to deal with-stop worrying about me. I'm fine." I rush to the Queen Suite and stick my head in. "Alright, Marlee. Everything's ready to go."

Marlee rushes over with America trailing behind. "Come on, let's go! I want to fuck Carter so badly."

I burst out laughing at the out-of-pocket response. "Alright, Marlee. Relax for a minute. You can't get naked at the altar. It's going to be a little while. You guys can go on your 'honeymoon' as soon as you two are married."

"Bella, you're on. Let's go!"

"Alright, fine," I say, walking back toward the aisle. I hear America and Marlee trailing behind me. Aspen starts playing a wedding march on his phone, and I step off. Since I don't have flowers to hold, I fold my hands in front of my body. When I reach the arch I step off to the side, closer to Maxon. Carter is standing nervously but then finds Marlee walking down the aisle with America at her side.

"Fuck she's beautiful," he whispers.

"Yeah, we know, man. That's why you're marrying her," Aspen responds. I guess he's had a little more to drink since the last time I asked. Marlee reaches the altar and stands facing Carter. They both smile at each other before turning to Maxon.

Maxon clears his throat. "We are here today to join Marlee Tames and Carter Woodwork together in matrimony. If there are any opposed to this please speak now or forever hold your peace." Obviously, there is no reply, so Maxon continues. "Marlee, do you have any vows prepared?"

Marlee nods. "Carter, I promise I'll always be here for you. I promise. You can come to me with all of your problems and I will try my best to help you with every single one. I love you and always will. There's no other one from me. It's only you."

Carter is beaming, looking lovingly down at Marlee. "Marlee, I promise to help you during the trials of life. I'll be with you when, or if, we have children, when you are sick, when you're in pain, when you're old. I'll love you in all stages of life. I'll be with you until one of us dies."

Marlee has tears running down her cheeks. Carter gently wipes them away. "Carter Woodwork, do you take Marlee Tames to become your lawfully wedded wife?" Maxon asks.

Carter smiles. "I do."

"Marlee Tames, do you take Carter Woodwork as your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do," Marlee answers.

"You may know kiss the bride," Maxon says. Carter and Marlee stare at each other for a moment before they both jump into action, their lips meeting in the middle.

Aspen hollers. "Oh yeah. Now, Carter, go fuck your wife and make some babies!"

Marlee pulls away, her cheeks bright red. "Fuck you, Aspen," she says, flipping him off. "We'll have babies when we fucking want to-I can't get pregnant right now anyways. I'm not fertile right now." She kisses Carter again. She pulls away again. "But seriously, can you please fuck me, husband?"

Carter laughs, pulls her into his arms, and walks toward the door. Marlee squeals. "See you later!" Carter says and walks out the door with Marlee still in his arms.