DESIRED (BWWM)

Wedding Bells

Hiya. So I'm gonna do this in three parts. (1) 'the wedding', which is this one. (2) 'the honey moon' and (3) 'and update on there relationship after marriage'.

Renée

"Mia I don't feel so good," I say to my best friend as I stare at my reflection in the mirror.

My curls were tamed for once and they hung beautifully down my shoulders, but that didn't stop me from feeling like a nervous wreck.

"You look beautiful," she says from her bed and I roll my eyes so dramatically they hurt.

"I didn't ask you that," I mutter, joining her on the bed where she wraps me in her arms.

"What's wrong?" She questions worriedly and I shrug my shoulders with a sigh. "I don't know, I'm just scared I guess,"

"Why are you scared?"

"Am I really ready for this? I'm just eighteen and I'm marrying a notorious criminal, who by the way was married to my mother. I feel sick. I'm gonna throw up,"

"Stop being dramatic," Mia says with an eye roll.
"You love him don't you?"
"Of course I love him. So much Mia," I say and she gives me a comforting smile.

"Good. Now in one hour you're going to put that lovely dress on and you're going to start your new life as Renée Alejandro. Do you understand me?" She questions and I take a deep breath.

Its going to be hard and I don't doubt that, not even for a second. I mean Eva's only been in our life for a few months and she's already a handful. My mother disowned me when we told her about the marriage and my fathers not here to walk me down the aisle.

I feel overwhelmed and stressed but I couldn't be happier. "Okay," I whisper as tears spring to my eyes.

"Oh no you don't, No crying. Today is your day, only smiles yeah?"
"Yeah, okay.  No more tears,"

                                     ****

"Why are you crying?" Mrs Addi asks and I shrug my shoulders as I look at myself in the mirror.

The dress is gorgeous there's no denying that, with its lace sleeves and flowy bottom. I feel and look like a princess, the only thing missing is my Prince.

"I want Elijah," I say to Mrs Addi and her eyes widen as more tears escape my eyes and roll down my cheeks.

Mia's going to kill me for ruining the makeup look she took hours to do.

"You know what they say about seeing the groom before the wedding dear," she says and I cry harder.

"Bruce! Go find Elijah," she screams at her husband and the man who's supposed to give me away.

"You look so pretty Renée," Eva says to me as she gets of the chair, resting her tab down so she could give me a hug.

"I do?" I ask and she nods her head.
"Uh huh,"
"Well so do you," I say, meaning every word as I look down at the beautiful butterfly blue gown she has on.

"Renée stop crying, you look beautiful. You're father would be so proud," Mrs Addi says as she looks at us with tears in her own eyes, which makes me cry even more.

What the hell is wrong with me!?

"Baby?" Elijah calls loud enough to be heard from behind the door and my heart stops as I literally run to the door.

"Hi," I whisper, forcing myself to stop crying. If Mia wasn't busy outside she would definitely slap me.

"Bruce told me you were crying...... do I have to kill anyone?" He questions, making me laugh as I wipe the traitorous tears away.

"No. I just really want to see you," I say with a sniffle and this time he laughs at me.

"So open the door Mia Vita,"
"Are you kidding? Mia will literally have my head,"
"Open the door Renée. I'm just going to hold your hands," he insists and despite my words, I breathe easier when I do.

"Ti amo. So much Renée and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you," he says when my hands are in his.
(Translation: I love you)

"But if you want to leave right now or go to vegas and ditch this place..... just say the words baby," he continues, making a smile grow on my face.

"No. No I don't want that, I really do wanna be your wife Elijah and I'm marrying you right here and I right now," I say with conviction as my heart beats in my chest.

"Bene. Now stop crying or else I'm coming inside there and kissing those tears away," he threatens playfully but the way he grips my hands let's me know that he's serious.
(Translation: Good)

"I'll see you out there lijah,"
"I can't wait baby girl,"

                             Elijah

My palms are sweaty and this godforsaken tuxedo is so damn tight. I feel like I can't fücking breathe.
"Relax man, you look like you're going to strangle someone," Nickolas says to me and I make a visible effort to unclench my jaw as I take a deep breath.

"Why the fück are you shaking?" He says to Xavier who has to forcefully remove his eyes from his date to answer him.

"I'm not shaking, shut the fück up,"
"You shut the fück up,"
"You both shut the fück up before I really strangle someone," I say to my two best friends as I send them death glares, which effectively shuts them up.

Father Miller stares at us with wide eyes and I shake my head at the two idiots I call friends.
"Just breathe brother, you're going to have her all to yourself in due time. Just make it through the ceremony," Xavier says and I take another deep breath as I look out into the congregation.

There's not a lot of people but still a lot more than I had bargained for. Renée invited her friends from school who invited their friends. Mr and Mrs Addi invited their friends from work and then there's my family. Who from my mothers side is pretty fücking big and loud.

So very loud.

I look through the doors and a smirk forms on my face as I count the men I had assigned to the front of the building. No one is stupid enough to try anything but it doesn't hurt to be thorough.

Suddenly the room goes quiet as the wedding march plays and despite my deep breaths my heart beats pick up.

Eva walks out looking adorable as she throws blue flower petals on the aisle, making the congregation swoon.

And then my heart stops. My breaths become even and everything slows down as my entire world walks up to me.

Step by painful step.

I must be the luckiest man in the world. I think as Bruce places her delicate hand in my tattooed one.

One lucky bastard.

Happy reading and all that shit, tata.

Also, I didn't proofread... sorry. It just hasn't been my week.