Five Months Later
Brianne
Today is the second biggest day of my life, the first of course being the birth of my two beautiful twins who are now six months old. It’s my wedding day, and I’m a nervous wreck. I have waited so long for this day to come and now that it’s here, I’m so excited, nervous and scared that I have no clue what the hell to do with myself.
“Calm your tits, will you? Everything is going to be just perfect,” Livie says as she pins the last of the million pins in my hair, finally finishing what she’s been calling a masterpiece. “And you look absolutely gorgeous!” She continues when my nervous eyes meet hers in the mirror.
“I don’t even have my dress on yet,” I give a nervous laugh as I fight hard not to bite my nails. Livie did them this morning, and she will murder me where I sit if I do anything to mess them up.
“You mean this dress?” I turn in my seat when I hear my mother’s voice. She’s standing in the doorway of my room with what I assume is my wedding dress in one of those bag things they use to cover clothes with. This one is a light pink shade with a dark pink zipper which I’m itching to just zip down and finally see my dress.
Believe it or not but I trust Livie and my mother so much that they convinced me that they found the perfect dress for me and I wasn’t even allowed to see it. I literally let them blindfold me every time I went for a fitting. So, this will be the first time I actually see my own wedding gown. God be with them if that dress is hideous because I will kill them both.
“Come on honey we have about an hour and a half left before we have to go. Great, now they are gonna rush me like it's my fault that my mother got here late with the damn dress that I’ve yet to see.
I roll my eyes at my mother’s impatience and stand from my seat. I hear the twins start crying from their room and I hold up a finger, indicating that mom should just give me a minute as I’ll need to feed the babies before even thinking of getting dressed.
“Where the hell are you going?” This from Livie who comes and stands right in front of me, blocking my way out.
“To feed the twins,” I try and sidestep her, but she stops me.
“No, Jaxon and Carson are still here, and it’s bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding,” Livie has her don’t you even dare try arguing with me look on her face, but I really don’t care, I need to go feed my babies.
“Olivia is right Brianne, and one of those men out there can give the babies bottles,” Mom says.
“By the way, didn’t you say you are thinking of stopping to breastfeed?” Livie asks, folding her arms on her chest.
“Yeah but I can’t seem to get them off, I’ve tried almost everything, and nothing has worked,” I answered sadly. I really have tried almost everything, tried giving them a bottle instead of the breast but when those kids want to latch on momma they want to freaking latch on momma, the lungs on those two are out of this world, and I can’t stand it when they start crying too much. My heart breaks a little, and I cave and just give them what they want. Those two only drink bottle when their dad feeds them.
“I have an idea!” Livie exclaims before rushing toward the door. Where the hell is she going? “Momma B, make sure she doesn’t get out of this room!” She shouts as she slams the door closed behind her.
“Mom?” I look to my mother, hoping that she has a clue of what the hell just happened.
“Don’t look at me honey, she’s your best friend,” she shrugs. Jeez mother, helpful much?
I’m about to ask mom to show me the dress seeing that the babies are now quiet, and I’m not allowed to leave this room yet when Livie comes storming back into the room holding something in her hand.
“Oh, my Jaxon is looking seriously fine in that suit of his and Carson just looks goo-” Livie cuts herself off when she realizes what she was about to say.
“Carson just looks what Livie?” I smile at her blushing face. Can you believe this, neither she nor my brother has come clean about what the hell is going on between them, so mine and Jaxon’s bet is still on.
“Nothing, look what I got,” she says lifting her hand to show me the little bottle of Tabasco sauce in her hand.
“O...kay,” I say, looking at her like she just sprouted horns. “What am I supposed to do with that?” I ask.
“Well, I thought that maybe if you smeared a bit of this on your nipples, the babies wouldn’t want you to be their milk dispenser anymore. I mean if you don’t do something now, your boobs are going to start looking like cow tits. You know. Long ass nipples from all that sucking.” The horrified look in Livie’s eyes when she said cow tits was just comical.
“Olivia!” Mom scolds.
“What, it’s totally true!” Livie counters.
I look at the little bottle in her hand, the wheels in my head spinning a mile a minute as I consider doing it. I mean, what harm will it do to try? It’ll only be a little of the stuff, just enough for the twins to think that my nipples taste bad right? No harm no foul.
“Brianne honey, that’s a bad idea,” Mom says, but I ignore her.
“I’ll think about it,” I tell Livie as I grab the bottle from her hand and place it on the chest of drawers. “Now show me my dress,” I point at the said dress that my mother is still holding.
“Fine,” Livie says as she walks over to where mom as standing and slowly starts unzipping the bag.
“Oh my God!” I gasp when I finally see my wedding dress and tears fill my eyes. That is the dress I fell in love with when I was seventeen but a bit more modern. I remember Livie promising me that when I marry Zac Efron, she’ll make sure that that’s the dress I’ll be wearing.
I can’t wait to put it on; I put on my shoes first. They’re ivory kitten heels and as soon as I have them on both mom and Livie help me get into my dress. I don’t look at myself until it’s fastened, I’m excited to see myself in this dress. I’ve been waiting a long time to wear it. Livie puts her hands on my shoulders and turns me around to face the mirror as soon as I see myself I gasp, that isn’t me. I look so different, so happy.
My dress is beautiful; it’s a strapless A-line sweetheart dress, that is fitted to the waist and flows out, the skirt and the bodice have lace to make it look elegant, it has a diamond sash around the waist to add just a small amount of bling. It’s simplistic yet beautiful, and I love it.
“Oh, baby! You look so beautiful.” I turn and see both mom and Livie have tears in their eyes.
“No, no crying, you’ll set me off, and then Livie will have my ass for ruining my makeup.” I point the finger at them when I feel my own tears stinging my eyes.
“Princess, you ready? It’s time to go,” dad knocks softly on the door.
“Oh my God Forrester, get in here and see how beautiful your daughter looks,” Mom says, rushing to open the door.
“Oh Brianne,” Dad gasps when he sees me. “You look, beautiful princess; I can’t believe my little girl is getting married.” He pulls me into his arms and gives me a tight hug.
“Thanks, dad,” I’m getting even more emotional than I was a moment before.
“I have something for you, honey,” mom grabs my attention, and I look at her expectantly as my dad lets me go. “This…” she goes and opens one of my drawers and pulls out something shiny.
“I know we are not really into all that something new, something old stuff but I would love to give you this,” she tells me handing me a small elegant diamond tiara that actually matches my dress perfectly. “My grandmother gave it to me on my wedding day, and I feel that it’s only right that I pass it on to you.” This time the tears I’ve been trying to hold back fall.
“It’s beautiful mom; I love it. Thank you so much.” I give her a quick hug before handing it to Livie to put it on me.
“Okay, we need to get going if we don’t want to be late,” dad says, and I catch him wiping away some of his own tears.
A few minutes later and Livie, mom, dad and I are seated at the back of the limo on the way to church, to my forever after.
This is the happiest day of my life, who would have thought that one night could lead to this?