Few months later I was scrolling through memes on my phone when Clint suddenly called me on FaceTime. We’d been in touch ever since he came back to Bridgeport but it was no where near the usual time we talked. When he found a girlfriend it was sometimes dificult for him to find time for me and so we usually had the set hours during which we had our routine conversations to check how the other was doing. Not that time though.
“Ron!” He exclaimed in-stead of a greeting. “You did not tell me it would be that early!”
“Wh- what do you mean?”
“I just got an invitation to Shari’s wedding. Hadn’t heard anything about her tieing the knot so soon. You know I’m 3 years older than you and not even engaged! I feel old bro. But still, I don’t get it. You’d get it first hand and you didn’t tell me she was already planning?”
“It’s cause she didn’t invite me,” I said with what I susppected was a clear hint of feeling like failure in my voice. Yet he saw right through me as of course he would.
“No way! It’s always been like that, you, me, Shari and Becca …….You guys used to be so close.”
“It was probably due to that fact. You don’t invite your exes to your wedding.”
“Oh, stop! You’re more than an ex, your her best friend Ron. You spent your whole lives together. I feel like there’s something you arent telling me…”
“Fine,” I snapped. “She came here a few days ago with an envelope but…” In my mind I went through the whole incident yet again. I remember how we apologized for how we treated one another that day and how she said she couldn’t imagine her wedding with out me (I couldn’t either but with me playing a diferennt role than just a guest).
“I knew it! God Ron your a terrible liar. Just like Dad F. So easy to read.. Why would you lie though? You’re not going to tell me your not going, are you?”
“I, I’m not sure…”
“You are going Ron. Just because you may still have unrealistic visions of you two together… And you can’t let some words you two said to one another and both regret break such a friendship. Lovers or not, you and her will always be a team. Plus, I need you to meet my baby.”
“I can’t stand it ok? She should be marrying me.”
“It’s honestly unhealthy and I can’t believe your still not over her. But you know what? Go or not. I don’t give a fuck. But don’t complain when she won’t forgive you again. Cause if you don’t go, their won’t be any second chances, just fucking it all up for good bro.” I hung my head low, knowing he was right. Feeling uncomfortable I decided to change the subject.
“You know Clint, I’ve recently found something in my things from Bridgeport. With our mom’s death, I completely forgot to tell you…”
“Nice change of subject. You got me interested here though. What’s that?” I proudly grabbed the autograph on a promo photo I got from very special people I bumped into in Bridgeport while quickly shoving the little note that had already been unfolded and folded back so many times back into the drawer… The note from my mother saying, Eventually, we’ll see each other again. Clint kept staring at the photo in shock.
“No way! It’s not the James Magnes who played in The Musketeers?”
“The very same! I happened to of bumped into them when I went to town alone during our last day in Bridgeport.”
“I knew that some thing had to happen when you decided to go out on your own with you’re terrible sense of direction! What’s with you and your luck? Bumping into famous people who give you autographs.”
“Well, I might of cried abit cause it was right after hearing the news… Maybe they felt sorry for me.”
“That’s nasty Ron to get it that way… I’m so jealous though! Can’t believe you hadn’t told me until now.”
“Yeah, that was incredable luck… They even asked me if I wanted to make a small cameo for a new season, as there are already talks about it.”
“Wow, I was hoping it’s not the end after they had cancelled the show… Why you though? Will I always be the unwanted child?”
“Stop saying that Clint… You know I’m not taking up any roles without you!”
“Yeah, I guess. Hey, remember Kitana? She was my favorite character.”
“Oh, come on Clint. You only liked her for her looks.”
“Downright sexy!” I just rolled my eyes at my brother. We ended up discussing the sexiest characters and our favorite moments in the show for a few hours.
Clint probably played a huge role in my decision to attend Shari’s wedding. As soon as I got there however I realized I’d made a mistake. Even though she only invited closest family – both my uncles, Clint and obviousely her mom were there (Dad decided he didn’t want to attend as it was always a trouble with his wheel chair, and it’s not like Shari was his daughter), I felt oddly out of place seeing her in a beautiful wedding dress with a guy who I saw for the first time in my life. He might have seemed nice, but I felt strong hatred for him the moment I first lied eyes on Shari’s soon-to-be husband. I almost turned on my heel and left…
But then Shari noticed me and her face instantly lit up. She rushed to greet me unfortunately taking this guy with her.
“Ron! I was worried you wouldn’t come! But I’m so so glad you did. Here, you two must meet one another. Ron, please meat my fiancé John. Johnnie, this is my best friend, Ronald.”
Shaking hands with Shari’s man, I realized how strong his grip was and I thought he must be training something sport-connected. Of course she would choose another guy who liked sports. God, it was such a bad idea. I shouldn’t have come here. Not to just stand akwardly realizing Shari is going to get even more out of reach now. Then I noticed an unfamiliar girl standing behind Shari.
“Oh! And looks like we need to make some more introductions. This is my half-sister by father, Brittany.” Shari quickly explained. I was confused.
“I didn’t know you had any siblings Shari.”
“I hadn’t known either for a long time honestly. It was when you were in Bridgeport when we met for the first time. But Brit is lovely. You guys will get along well, I can tell so!” Then she left leaving me alone with that girl who I didn’t know anything about.
Well, except the fact that she was apparently almost as gorgeous as her sister. Mr. Darryll Vox might be a horrible father but he sure as hell has managed to create beautiful children. I really started wondering whether she grew up with him or not and who her mother might be… Realizing this was not an appropriate thing to ask when we had just met, I just kept on staring at her awkwardly until she finally spoke.
“So…” Brittany began. “Shari told me a lot about you. And apparently, you see with colors or such? I’d love to hear how it works.” Usual topics than. Good, I can roll with it.
“Well, I basically just automatically connect colors with certain people. For example, your yellow to me.” And indeed a faint yellow aura surounded Brittany, a little more intense than my own hair.
“Oh, really? That’s funny, yellow’s my favorite color, especially so as not to get hit by a car when I go out for my morning runs.” Oh sport, now that’s more interesting!
“You run?” She nodded.
“I do. You do any sports?”
“Not exactly. Just hit up the gym. But I used to play basketball when I was in high school.” That seemed to of sparked her interested and she smiled in response. God she really is beautiful.
“Lovely. I’ve never been that violent but I played volleyball a little in school. I even won a few prizes.” That made wonder about the other thing that I didn’t think of as inaproppriate to ask.
“When did you graduate? You can’t be that younger than Shari and I.”
“Just this year.”
“Oh, I see…”
I’d been talking with Brittany for a while when I realized I completely forgot to check on Clint and his ‘baby’. Then the vows were spoken (something I want to forget about, honestly) and I saw him cuddling with his girlfriend.
“Hey, wanna introduce me?”
“Not unless you introduce me to the girl you’ve been with all the time… Just kidding, can’t believe you’re falling for another girl of the same family!”
“I’m not, we barely know each other…”
“Okay, okay. Ron, this is Emily. Emily – my brother Ronald.”
“Nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you too.” Than we heard music playing.
“Oh, it looks like the dancing is going to begin soon!” Clint said. “Come on Em, we’re going to rock the dance floor.”
I headed for what Clint called the dancing only to be met with Shari’s beautiful green eyes sending everyone an apologetic look from the other end of the dance floor.
“I know everyone has been waiting for the dance but twogether with John we decided we don’t want to follow this tradition… But we’re not going to stop anyone from dancing of course…” Everyone seemed disappointed but most of all Shari. I could see it in her eyes, eyes of a former little ballerina. Of a girl who loved art in every form. And I could almost feel her light weight in my arms when we slowdanced during prom. She could be my own tiny dancer back, if only for a few minutes…
I rushed across the dance floor before I could change my mind.
“What if I dance with you?” I said to everyone’s amazement. It was true that people wanted to see Shari dance. But they wanted her to dance with her groom, not with a random ex who shouldn’t of come there in the first place. But even if Shari tried to hide it I could see hope in her eyes and the red aura around her shone may be a bit more brightly.
“Yes,” she said, before she could help herself. She forgot to ask her husband what he thought of this crazy idea. She was just to excited for having her chance to dance. I remember her telling me how she dreamed of that first dance with her groom. For a moment I saw hesitation in her gaze but, realizing she couldn’t back off now she added, “Yes, I’d love to dance with you.”
So, that day, Shari was back in my arms. She was as tiny as I remembered and her dress beautifully complimented her curves. I remembered then that she called me Ronnie in bed. The only time someone ever shortened my name twice. I wanted her to call me Ronnie again. I wanted her to be my wife, not to be married to any John or any one else. And at that moment I was able to close my eyes and feel her warmth and her scent next to me and for a moment I felt like she really was mine. What mattered was now, not the looks we were getting, not that John might never allow me in Shari’s proximity after that incident. I just needed it. I thought I needed it to get over her but I didn’t know how it worked. Because that was just the beginnings of many bad decisions I will later make in my life…
Note: Hello, hello! Well, you can see this chapter is there, meaning I’m totally sleep-deprived again. Really, I had such a bad week, not bad considering things that happened, but just my mood which didn’t have anything to do with them. I was in a bit of a depressive state for a good few days and I wasn’t even able to turn on my computer. So, I wrote it on Thursday, shot it on Friday and it’s almost two hours before the release hour and I’m only now moving it all onto WordPress. With that said, I do apologize that the wedding is so small and probably my excuse for the dance is too. The pictures were initially super dark, because my game wasn’t cooperating, but I hope they are not too light now, after editing. I really couldn’t think properly and it took a lot out of me to create even three characters, let alone present some less important ones who would probably be only present in the story for one chapter. Then, of course I had to make a shitload of FaceTime poses again. I decided to release them all in one big set and not with so many parts, so maybe when I’m sure I’m done with facetiming, I’ll share them all with you. Actually, I eventually managed to ‘take a bite’ at the amount of poses to publish and Security Poses are the result.
Finally, you can see some special characters here. I’d like to thank my friend Darren a lot for having Ron in his story. Well, technically, he’s not yet in his story, but I will spoil it here: he’s already working on the prologue to another season of The Musketeers! EDIT: It’s posted now, you can see Ron in Darren’s story HERE. For those of you who haven’t read it, you should really give it a go. I’m a huge fan of Darren’s imagination and all the pop culture references he has in his story. All the shots with Ron in Bridgeport and the Kitana shot were made by him, I just faded them a bit and added the film effect. Plus, he’s getting so creative with just this one photo-editing skill that is connected to pasting the characters onto a new background – as you can see with the Kitana shot, for example. Not only did it make me feel very happy, it also came in the right time with my mood lately. Darren’s been such a good friend trying to cheer me up. I would also like to take time to thank Stephanie, aka socallucyfan, for using Dellie in her story. He may have changed quite a bit from the character he used to be in my story, but I loved seeing him as a librarian in Stephanie’s newest chapter.
Last but not least, I’d like to thank Louise for the awesome dancing poses! I actually tweaked them, because you know, Shari’s so little (I actually started using OMSP resizer 85% for her and Candy in this chapter, don’t know if it works?), so I resized the rig in Blender and made their hands fit. But I used your poses as a base and they worked perfectly for the scene I had in mind, so thank you so much! ♥ I hope you don’t mind that I tweaked them, I’m not uploading them anyway, they’re yours, it was just for personal use.
I completely forgot to mention that you can check out the beautiful venue I used for the wedding here! Thank you so much to TugmeL for creating it! ♥
Anyway, guys, I hope the chapter isn’t too bad, my head still hurts after more than an hour of headache relief music on YouTube and all. But the chapter’s here eventually, when I really doubted I’d get it out, so that’s something! Enjoy your weekend!