April 21st 2012 @ 10:40 a.m
Jessa spent the better part of her morning sitting in her old room still in her robe, the dress she picked out in favor of her father's advice wasn't exactly what she had pictured herself in. So to say the least, she wasn't very happy and felt rather depressed because she wasn't able to wear what she wanted, or wear what other women were able to wear without the hardship of having a weak leg. Hearing her father knock on the door and entered, taking a seat beside her wrapping his arm around her shoulders. "Jessa, Elijah isn't marrying the dress you're going to wear, he's marrying you sweetheart that's all that should matter."
he said trying to reassure her. Of course, her father always had a way to make her smile even in the most depressing times, ones like this because she missed her mother and she wasn't able to speak to her step-mother.. who seemed to have vanished to who only knows where. "I know dad, but it's just not fair that I can't wear the dress I want and have to go with a dress that I don't want to wear. I want this day to be perfect you know..."
she explained. He gave her a small smile and nodded as he got up and left the room so that she could get dressed. Staring at the dress and sighed softly, she went to get up but heard the clicking of her step-mother's heels which were hard to mistaken come rushing into the room. "Sweetie, this is your wedding day and you should wear whatever your heart desires. I saw you looking at dresses a few days ago and noticed the look on your face when you saw this one. So I got it for you because I want you to be happy."
the woman said with a big grin on her face. Placing the bag down onto the bed, Jessa unzipped it to reveal the dress that she had originally wanted to get. "Thank you so much. But how am I going to be able to walk in it?"
Jessa asked as a soft sigh escaped her lips. "Don't you worry about that, we'll get you down the aisle one way or another and in that dress."
A small smile appeared on her lips at the comment, almost to a point where she nearly laughed. Jessa nodded her head and pulled it off the hanger. Her step-mother raced over to help her get it on, since she already had her hair done and didn't want to mess it up or anything. Grabbing the post of the bed, she stood looking at herself in the mirror as her stepmother fixed the dress in the back. Finally the small smile she had earlier widened into a bigger one because it made her happy being able to wear it, though she still wondered how they were going to get down the aisle. The weight of the dress would surely bother her leg if she were to try and do it on her own. Luckily her father would be there, he was able to prevent her from falling.
Now to attempt to try the shoes she got, granted Jessa should have gotten shoes with a lower heel but why not go all out right? Besides, she was planning on using the crutch to stabilize her on the side in which her injury was on. With her first attempt at being in higher heels than what she was use to, it wasn't so bad with the arm crutch, though a little tiring because she wasn't used to it yet. So she spent the next half hour to an hour walking around in them, taking a break every five to ten minutes till it didn't bother her too much. Hearing her father come walking in from paying the driver, Jessa looked at him as he stared at her in pure awe. It was the first time he's ever seen her not using the arm crutch, he walked over and hugged her asking if she was ready to go get married. Her stepmother decided to drive a car down to the chapel ahead to inform that they were on the way, Jessa and her father got into the limousine that would eventually take both her and Elijah to their home afterwards. On the way Jessa thought about everything that they talked about, and the uncertainty of whether or not he was going to be a father. It didn't weigh heavy on her mind, but she was definitely curious to know whether or not the baby was Elijah's. Even if the child was, Jessa hoped that she would make a good step-mother. Well, a good mother period providing the two decided to have children of their own. Still, she was scared of becoming a parent due to her inability to move quick if in the event the child got hurt and what not.
As the chapel came into view as did the image of Elijah in her mind, she sighed softly as the driver made his way around to open the door for them. First her father stepped out and then she did with assistance from the both of them. The driver reached in and grabbed the arm crutches for her, Jessa thanked him and slipped them on to help her walk up the stairs. She prayed that she didn't trip or do anything embarrassing. Her step-mother met them in the hall, then informed the coordinator that they were ready to begin. Jessa wasn't really all that ready yet but the doors opened as the crowd of peopled turned to look at her. Taking the arm crutches off and handed them to her step-mother, her father glanced at her asking what she was doing. "I want to do this without them.. I want to try at least, just don't let me fall."
The man grumbled slightly and sighed giving her his word that he wouldn't let anything happen to her. Talk about being a nervous wreck, Jessa had to take a few deep breaths before even taking the first step without the crutches. She was scared to be frank. Having her leg go out on her in the middle of walking down the aisle would be such an embarrassment. But she had to do it, to try and make an attempt to show that she was determined to walk again. Jessa
needed to focus her attention on something, anything to keep her mind off of the worst and then Elijah came into view, a perfect distraction.
With her father holding onto her for dear life, Jessa walked up the aisle with her attention focused on her husband to be standing there waiting for her at the alter. A smile creased her lips seeing him there, knowing that this day would mark a new chapter in their lives. One that they would never forget. Finally as Jessa and her father reached the alter, she was relieved because her leg was starting to bother her but now came the real test. Standing on it throughout the ceremony, Jessa stood close to her father holding his arm as the minister inquired who was giving her away. Her father spoke up that he and her step-mother were and helped Jessa up the small set of steps to her husband to be. She leaned in as he gave her a kiss on the cheek and shook Elijah's hand before nervously returning to his seat next to his own wife. Jessa looked at Elijah with a smile, feeling free of any restraints for once, actually standing on her own two feet. She had been practicing every day since they first met, walking alone using the railing for support just in case until she was able to walk alone. Now here she was standing on her own, though fairly sore from the walk up the aisle. However it was well worth it. As they always say, there's a first time for everything. Jessa wanted to do this for Elijah, to walk to him with no support whatsoever aside from the help of her father. She wanted this day too be perfect for the both of them.