Disclaimer. This Story is meant mainly for adults, and is just for such. Story: This story has multiple parts. This is based on a story by The Professor called Withes of Fairmount High, so you may have to read parts of it in order to understand parts of this story.
My Life as a Tramp The End
...of course, I didn't, nor ever would have predicted this. I thought that eventually I would get into my former life, and tell Rachel to change me back, but I don't think that would be right as she's now engaged to Sean. After almost seven years, I finally decided to circum to this life. I kept my promise to my brother, and never let this get in our way, but now I have no other choice but to break that promise. In five minutes, my dad will walk threw that door, and tell me its time. Time to stop being a Madison, and go to being a L'Termay. Today is the day that Aaron, and I finally get married. It was a rocky road here, specially for me, but we came together, matter a fact, we stayed together. He kept coming back to visit me. We went to the prom together. We went to grad school together. Now, we are making our relationship permanent.
Now, I wear a dress that's long and heavy, and white. It's a pain to move in, and over sized, but for some reason, I like it.
"Nice." A voice says behind me.
I turn to see where it came from, and find that guy, I guess my guardian angel.
"You again." I say rather flatly, even though the fear over what's about to happen still comes out.
"Yeah, well, I figured I show up, you know, send you on your way, and hey, I dressed for the occasion."
I look him over. He's dressed in a blue disco suite, but that's all that's changed. He still looks like a drugged up hippy.
"Well, at least you decided to change for once." I say ready to throw up just by looking at his suite.
"Yeah, well, it was hot in the seventies." He says as he looks his suite over.
"You know, when this all started, you said everything would be alright. How is this," I say pointing to myself in the dress, "alright."
He looks at me, hard. My assumption is that he's just playing along with my question.
"Well, you know what, that dress could use some flower patters to the mid-section, maybe even a little more cleavage. Other than that, I don't get it."
"I mean as a girl."
"Yeah, so. You're here, your alive. Matter a fact, in a few minutes you won't even be single. Well, that could go ether way, but you did everything you really wanted. You played in a band for a few years, you're a doctor, heck your even the number one100 meter freestyle, 200 meter butterfly, 200 meter breaststroke, and individual medley swimmer in the world."
"Actually, I was second in all those events."
"Oh yeah, the IOC hasn't revoked those awards yet. I guess that's to happen tomma... well any way, you have a happy life. Your about to get married."
"But I'm a girl."
"So. For the past ten years that hasn't bother you one bit. You know what I think. I think your just nervous about this whole marriage thing, and you're using your rather used femininity as a, well, you know."
"I guess, but Aaron and I have been together for years. We've kissed, we've hung out, we've had fun..."
"But you haven't really been together since that night on the boat. Your nervous about your, well third first time. Your nervous about being a mother, and your nervous about living with him practically twenty four hours a day seven days a week, three hundred and sixty five days a year for the next eighty, or ninety years."
"You make it sound so wonderful." I say sarcastically.
"You're nervous because you don't know what's going to happen, but that's the point. You don't know. If I knew that eating that mushroom would kill me that day, I wouldn't have eaten it."
"I thought you overdosed on LSD?"
"Well, it was a tie actually, but enough about that. The point is, you never minded before whenever you didn't know what was going to happen. You didn't mind when you decided to be a girl, when you fought that witch in college, when you..."
"Okay, okay I get it. It's not the destination, it's the journey. Got it. Thanks, I guess. You know, in all the years that I've known you, this is the first time you've actually helped me."
"Yeah, well, was sort of loosing points on it."
Suddenly a knock comes on the door.
"Are you ready sweetie?"
"That's your dad."
"Yeah. I wish he stop calling me sweetie though."
The guy smiles, and then disappears as always.
"One of these days I really got to get his name." I say to myself. Shaking my head of the situation, I proceed to the door and open it. There's my dad, standing there, looking as if he's about to come to tears.
"You okay?" I ask him.
"Yeah, fine. Time to go."
He offers his arm in escort, and I gladly accept. We proceed threw the back of the church, to the front entry. I can hear the music playing on the organ. I even see Diana start down the aisle with her basket of flowers. As I make the ninety degree turn towards the main hall of the church, the music immediately switches from its initial tone, to the old fashion classic, `here comes the bride'. We somewhat present ourselves at the back of the church, and wait as everyone stands at attention.
This is the place were I hid that first day from the rain. I guess its kind of ironic that I'm getting married here. Along both sides of the aisle, people stand up and line the white, plastic runway down to my future. As the camera man cycles towards us, we begin are trip down the aisle with minor hesitation. As I pass down the hall, I see people who I know, some I don't know, some coworkers, some family. Most don't know what I've been threw in my life. They don't know that at one point, I belong at the end of the aisle and not the one taking the walk. But those who do know, all are here to support me. On my left, which is my side of the church, I pass Mike. He knows, but much latter on. I then pass a few guys from the band, and a few girls. Up further is James, and Howard. Yes, Howard would be one from my high school who was turned into a girl who was almost killed. Now, he's still a guy, but how he found out is a much different story, but that would be when I met James. Possibly one of the most helpful and reliable people I met at college, he'll eventually be my cousin and sister's boss when his father retires. Right now he's trying to get our research lab off the ground. A little future down starts the family. First is Michelle's husband. He's nice, and a good fit for Michelle. He stands watching me, with their four boys, three of which Michelle had. Behind them is a few friends that Michelle invited, apparently friends from California. They made up after our incident in Ft. Lauderdale. Below them sit a few other cousins and close family members, even Tim's girlfriend. Then I get to see mom, who looks as if she's about to flood the church. My attention is suddenly shifter to the right of the church. There, Mr. and Mrs. L'Termay stand watching, proud that I am about to be permanently attached to their son. I am glad to see the two back together though. It took some work, but there all back.
Of course, my attention my swerves up front. On the left stand my girls. On the furthest outside edge is Marie, another girl I met at college, and had sort of a thing with for a while. The girl currently huddled below her, her daughter, is currently my flower girl. Next over is Michelle, then Rachel, then Kim. Kim is still with her girl friend, but due to schedule conflicts at work, she's probably just getting into Jacksonville airspace. She should be at the reception. On the far right stand the ring barer, a cousin of Aaron's, Stephen, Tim, and Mi'chelle, and then finally, the one I've come for, Aaron. The second my eyes register him, every last inhibition that I had goes away. I step up to the front, and say hello to my future.
The End