|Decisions For Life
Author: lexianne96 PM
Danielle has come home to find the man she loves is marrying someone else. What will she do?Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance - Words: 2,254 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 08-08-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3048722
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AN: This is my first story so I would really like feedback but please, not too harsh? The line means flashback. Enjoy!
Small towns never change. Seven years she has been gone and it was still the same. I guess that is the best part of coming home, the sameness, Danielle thought. She drove to her dad's house and surprised him. She was so happy to see him. Out of everyone she has missed him the most. They talked for hours and caught up. She had gone off to college and was now taking a break before looking for a job. What she really wanted was Carson back after her mistake years ago. Finally, gathering her courage, she asked after him.
"Oh, well, you see." Her dad stumbled over his words and Danielle began to worry.
"What is it, Dad?"
"He's getting married." He thought it was better to say it bluntly and get it over with. "To the Johnsons' niece. She moved here not long after you left."
"Oh." She didn't know what else to say or do. "When?"
"In a couple of days. I didn't know you were coming or I would have warned you."
"It's okay." So, I will lay low for the next two days, she thought. She didn't want everyone in town to look at her with pity over his marriage. Her aunt came over the next day and expressed her sympathy, like someone had died. Danielle couldn't take it. But it made her more determined that anything else to get him back. She planned what she was going to say and when his wedding day came she went to talk to him.
"Please, don't do this. You can't really want to go through with it. Not after all we have been through." Danielle was trying desperately to get her thoughts together. She couldn't panic right now. She had to convince him not to get married to that woman. She's not even a woman. More like a girl, her mind corrected her. Carson started to talk and shook her out of her thoughts.
"If I didn't want to do this I wouldn't have proposed to Lucy in the first place. And what do you mean, 'what we have been through'? We haven't been through anything. The two years we were together was in high school. We were the 'perfect' couple. There weren't any arguments and nothing came between us. Then you left me, not the other way around."
"I had things to do. College to attend and a career to start. My life was planned. But I'm ready now. I had to think things through. I told you that."
He scoffed. "You had to think things through for seven years? Without telling me you were leaving that night? Sorry I wasn't waiting for you like a dog you left behind. It's your own fault. I am only trying to live my life and now you appear out of nowhere upset because I'm not pining over you?"
Tears filled Danielle's eyes, but she tried to hold them back. "It wasn't like that. It's not like that," she said. "I had to be sure that was what I wanted. Everyone considered us the perfect couple who were going to be together for the rest of our lives. I wasn't sure if I wanted to marry you because of my own feelings or because it was what everyone expected." The tears she had been holding back slipped down her face. "I come home to find you again and the first thing I hear is that you are getting married to some girl named Lucy."
Carson sighed. He didn't mean to be so harsh with her. His father taught him to never speak to a woman like that but his temper got away from him. He wiped the tears from her cheeks and prepared to let her down. "Danielle, you were my first for everything. First date, first kiss, first love, and the first girl I wanted to marry. Some part of me will always love you. But a larger part loves Lucy. She needs me. Makes me feel like I'm her hero and like I'm the only one who can make her happy."
"But I need you." She said.
"No, you don't." Carson smiled sadly. "You never did. Even as a teenager you knew where you were going and how you were going to get there. You had all these plans and none of them included me. Now you have to leave. I have to get ready for my wedding." He ushered her out the door. Danielle really had no choice so she left.
He says part of him loves me. That part just needs to be nurtured and it will grow to overpower that 'love' for little miss Lucy. What does he want with her anyway? She's only twenty. Barely out of high school. She had to make him see they belong together.
The wedding! Smacking herself mentally, she called herself an idiot and came up with the perfect plan. She could object at the wedding! Carson will see how much she still loves him when she declares it in front of the whole church.
Danielle decided she would stroll around town and reacquaint herself with everything until it was time for the wedding. Feeling happy about her idea, she walked passed where Lucy was getting ready. Hearing voices she stopped to listen. A few minutes later she left, a lot on her mind. She needed to think.
Walking around her small hometown made memories fly through her head. Carson was right. There had been many firsts for them. Her first kiss right there at the edge of the creek underneath the huge weeping willow. He had been so shy.
"D-Danielle?" Lazily she turned towards him.
"What?"Looking up at him she noticed he was staring at her. "What's with the funny face?"
His face turned red. "Nothing. At least, nothing important" still staring her picked up her hand and asked, "Is it okay if I k-kiss you?"She leaned in as her answer. Their lips met and it was chaste, sweet. Perfect for a first kiss.
There was the church where they had spent so much time at Sunday morning Mass and Saturday community picnics. He had proposed there. And this was where she had turned him down.
She flopped down on the blanket he had brought to the picnic and smiled up at him. They had just finished their last year of high school and this was the last picnic she would be at before going to college. She was panting from running to where Carson and his family were now sitting.
"What took you so long?" Danielle asked between gasping breaths. She waited until her breathing slowed down to continue. She sat up and said, "We've been waiting forever."
Carson smiled. "Sorry, we had to run an errand." His hand went into his pocket.
Curious, she asked, "What did you do?"
"Nothing you need to worry about right now." Standing, he helped her up and pulled her towards the games. They spent the whole day playing games meant for the little kids. He was so sweet. He won prizes for her, helped the kids when they needed it and when the older people needed drinks he went and got them. They hung out with friends, and circled around to talk to family. Through the whole day she watched his hand creep to his pocket and wondered what was there.
Later, when almost everyone was gone, they were laying on his blanket again. They watched the fireflies float around like miniature lanterns. It was dark enough to see a few stars and she was looking for constellations when he sat up. "What's wrong?" she asked him. She sat up with him and placed her hand on his arm.
He twisted around to look at her and started to speak. "Danielle, I'm not very good with words. I don't know any fancy words and I haven't memorized poems like some guys do. So I'm just going to ask. Will you marry me?" He brought a ring out of his pocket. It had a plain silver band and a diamond with tiny sapphires surrounding the diamond. His grandmother's ring.
She said nothing for a long moment. "Oh, Carson. I don't know. We're so young. I need time to see if I'm the same person outside this little town, where there isn't so much pressure to be what they want you to be. I don't even know if this relationship is going to last."
"I don't either but we can find out together. Say yes Danielle."
"I can't. Not yet. I have to think." She walked away from him, towards home.
The next day she left without telling anyone but her dad and her aunt. She stayed away for seven years. Continuing with her walk through town she passed the diner her aunt owns. Looking in she saw tables filled with teenagers. Still the local hangout, she though. This was where she had met up with her friends, had dates with Carson, and where she went when she needed advice from her aunt after her mother died. Stopping in on her aunt isn't what she needed now though. She had to figure out what to do on her own.
No. There was nothing to figure out. He couldn't really love Lucy. She isn't going anywhere. She isn't even enrolling in college. Just always going to be the small town girl. If he loved her enough to propose to her all those years ago then he should still love her that much now. She was right about objecting to their wedding. When she did, he would remember that night and want her again
Two hours later she was waiting for the wedding to start. Sitting in a pew at the back of the church, she was waiting to watch the man she loved attempt to marry another woman. She would stop it. She would. There was no maybe about that. The flower girl and bridesmaids walked down the aisle to take their places. Danielle recognized the flower girl as Miss Phoebe's youngest granddaughter from the pictures her aunt had sent her. She could tell the little girl was nervous. She only threw a couple shaky handfuls of flowers. The music changed, everyone stood up and Danielle moved her eyes to the doors. When Lucy came through them, even Danielle's breath caught in her throat.
Lucy's dress fell straight to the floor. No ruffles, no lace. Her hair was down, a violent red shock against the white dress. She had no veil but a crown of flowers with ribbons trailing down her back. Her eyes darted around and Danielle could see the panic in them. Until they landed on Carson. They changed, softened. Filled with happiness and love.
Danielle couldn't remember if she had ever looked at Carson like that. Switching her gaze to him she could see, even from the back, the same look in his eyes. Lucy reached the end of the aisle and everyone sat down.
Soon it was the time when the priest asked for any objections. She stayed sitting. She couldn't force herself to stand or even open her mouth when she knew it was wrong. The priest started to speak again and she snuck out the doors they had left open. She sat on the steps of the church and thought about what had changed her mind.
She stopped to listen at the door of Lucy's room and heard Lucy's voice. "I'm so happy, excited, and nervous all at once. What if he doesn't go through with it? What if he gets bored with me? I'm younger than him, he's bound to think things I like are childish. What if-" Another voice, this time an older woman.
"What if the moon comes barreling down from the sky and crushes us all? You are fine. You have been dating him for two years. I think if he thought you were childish he wouldn't have proposed to you. Now what is this really about?"
Lucy's voice lowered and Danielle leaned closer to the door. She could hear the tears in Lucy's words. "Danielle is back. She is the first girl Carson loved. He could want to be with her again. I'm not going to stop him. I couldn't. I love him enough to want him happy. If what he needs is her and not me, I would have to let him go.
Danielle walked away before hearing the response of the other woman. Was Lucy really serious about that?
Standing, she left before the wedding party moved outside to see the bride and groom off. Looking at the church she again saw their faces in her mind. She smiled bitterly. At least someone was happy today. She went to her dad's home, got her stuff, left again. And got ready to try and move on.
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