soundtrack: gotta figure this out by erin mccarley
near wild heaven
Saturday, July 30th: It's Ana and Darren's rehearsal dinner tonight. Head to The Crown Royale Hotel for dinner and drinks for everyone who'll be attending the wedding and speeches from the bride, groom, brides maids and best man.
I looked in my reflection in the mirror as I slipped one earring in and then the other. What was going on with me? I had never felt so wrong before in my life. Looking in the mirror, I didn’t even feel like I was looking at myself.
“Everything okay,” Aura asked as she crept into my room.
I turned to look at her. She was staying home with her collection of True Blood DVDs and a carton of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream.
“Yeah,” I nodded.
“It doesn’t seem that way to me,” she murmured.
Picking up my tube of lipstick, I turned to face her. “What do you mean?”
She sighed. Aura sat down on my bed and lied down on her back. Her eyes were cast on the ceiling. “You just don’t seem like you.”
I frowned slightly and applied the peach color. “I don’t seem like me?”
“Yeah,” she nodded. “Is everything alright with you and Dan?”
I cleared my throat. “Um, yeah. Everything’s perfect between us.”
“You’re not... scared or anything... are you?”
I tensed up a bit at that comment. “No,” I snorted. “Why would I be scared? It’s not like I’m having a baby or... something else that I can’t think of right now.”
“It’s okay you know. To be scared, I mean.”
“Well, it’s a good thing I’m not,” I told her. “Seriously, Aura, Dan and I have never been better.”
She sighed and slowly climbed out of my bed. “Sure, you are. If that’ll make you feel better.”
“What’s that supposed to mean,” I asked.
She turned to face me and rested her hands on her hips. “What do you think?”
She waddled out of my room and disappeared. Aura left me by myself to think about, well, everything.
I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I brought my hand up to fix a loose curl. My eyes focused on the ring on my finger and I inhaled. It was a couple of seconds before I slowly exhaled.
What was I doing? Was I making a -
“Ready to go,” Dan asked, interrupting my thoughts.
I turned around and smiled. “Yeah,” I nodded and clutched my bag tightly.
“You look amazing,” he smiled and kissed me. He squeezed my hand. “Let’s go to the rehearsal dinner. Just think, we’ll be having one of our own.”
My breath was lost when he said that. Mentally, I had to remind myself to breathe. “Yeah,” I nodded. “Just think.”