《The Jamaican Savage and Ratched Forever Kinda Love》'Royal Wedding'
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Reign's POV
It got real the moment her bridesmaid two bridesmaid were standing across from M&M, TP and I. I stood tall with my chest touching the sky.
The guests chattered among themselves during the entrance. Especially the moment my sweet 'Bighead' touched the isle.
'Mi lil G dis ino!'
She graced the scene with her little walk, throwing petals everywhere. The petals danced in the wind and lined even the guests.
'Jah jah, Bighead just a fling so!'
After passing the guests she sprinted towards me, leaping right into my hands. I'd rather it no other way.
"Bighead..." I whispered.
"No daddy, remember not to call mi that in public!" She pouted.
"Sorry princess.... but nobody nuh hear cause mi whisper it."
She giggled, then pecked me on my right cheek.
"Love you daddy.." She said. And my heart literally stopped. I held her in an embrace for a while until I heard the chattering increase.
'MAMA P MAN!'
"Daddy love yuh forever mi princess!" I said putting her down.
"Later Bighead!" She laughed and ran off to Mama P. Tp and M&M laughed out simultaneously.
'Pickney cyaan tame eno!'
She then rewalked the isle, this time, escorting Mama P, who was no less than the co-star of this show. She smiled proudly and took her little time to allow herself to savor on the guests palette.
'Eeda dat or she cyaan mange di shoes inna di sand... or maybe both.'
Once she finally reached me, she retrieved a rag from her purse then held my face.
"Watch mi bwoii man!" She rocked my jaws. "Nuh worry man.... di pudd'n pan inna the oven well warm fi yuh when yuh come home! Well.... when yuh gaa yuh yard cause a done mi done wid unu now! Gone back a mi yard! Casidy a wife now so she can assume duty!" She chuckled then kissed my cheek.
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She used the rag to wipe off the spot that Charity kissed and also to dust the little sand specks on my suit. She also straightened my jacket; this gave me a little flashback to my mother straightening my uniform on me before I went to school back then.
'RIP Mommy... mi know yuh a look dung and smile pon mi!'
I looked up to avoid any tear from falling.
Pressing down on my collar, she said as if reading mj tjoughts, "Yeah man, mi know she proud... Because God knows I am!" She pat my chest twice, "Now smile.."
And that I did, not through request, but through the warmth of love that surrounded me.
I was never a fan of birthdays, but from now on I will definitely have a reason to celebrate it and even go as 'BIG' as everybody else does, or expects.
"Alright, seet ya .... Di moment wa prove bwoy a bwoy...." M&M smirked.
"An man a Bloodclaat Man!" TP said while bumping fist with M&M.
Mama P heard them and shushed them instantly. I just had to laugh and shake my head. They were really the ones that made the concerns an fear stay at bay with all of their gimmicks.
'Cause God know yute... Man nervous yuh fuck!'
It wasn't easy getting everything lined up, no less than perfect in matters of hours.
'But when yuh have money, money talk an bullshit walk!'
Casidy and I both agreed on the venue, a place that held sentimental value to us and a place that wasn't booked. 'My little spot by the seaside', well, ours really.
We hit up our peeps, divided and conquered the work load, and it surely came through. I had to say, hats off to Kelly and Bethany.
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'Affi gi dem a special ting cause...'
Kelly was the one who help C to get the wardrobe in order for the entire bridal party.
'Mi just try on and go wid di flow!'
While, Bethany arranged the whole setup of the venue, the catering and the flow of the entire ceremony. She was Casidy's second for a reason and we've definitely seen the growth since she stepped up and had been running things while C stepped back.
My heart pumped even faster than usual as the Nissan GTR pulled up and they started to play one of my favourite songs. This, was definitely it!
Mr. Clifford opened the door of the car and a white heel stepped out...
"Bossy a cry yaa cry?" Tp teased and it was then, I realized a tear drop was released.
"No dawg, a di sandfly dem a fuck mi up!" I lied.
Casidy's POV
As we pulled up to the scene, I was astonished. I expected a nice little setup, but never this! It was not too flashy but Elegant and nice.
Mr. Clifford was opening the door and I took a deep breath and attempted to step after the door was fully open. The guests stood as the song played out aloud.
By the alter, stood my two lovely bridesmaids on the left facing me and Reign and his groomsmen on the right, who seemed to be patting his face for him or something of the sort.
With the absence of my father or Reign's father I had to work with the closest to a father figure that I have to walk me down the isle.
He gently held my hands to guide me out the car. My heels sunk deep into the sand. That part, I didn't plan out properly.
The song was about to start and that was my que to start marching. So with a quick flash I kicked off the heels and Mr. Clifford threw them in the back of the car.
'On 3.......... and a1... and a 2...1,2,3..... here we go!' My inner Queen instructed and off we marched. 'If there's a question of my heart...'
All eyes were now on me. I kept my head up and stared directly at the minister of religion, that way I would avoid everyone's else's eye contact and remain calm and collected but that technique only worked the first half of the walk, as I got distracted by Tp and M&M cheering Reign on.
'Mi hate dem carry on sometimes!'
The closer I stepped, the more my stomach churned and the nerves chipped in.
'Oh Geezam!'
Charity stood on her chair, clapped and chanted so hard, that the guests clapped along with her. " Yeahhhhh, Mommy !"
I was now standing infront Reign, who stepped forward to receive me.
"You look breathtaking," He mouthed.
"Thank you,"I blushed and replied, knowing this was definitely true because my girl Tina came through and did a number on me .
Reign was looking as handsome as ever. His suit was tailored to fit, complimenting all his wonderful features. I couldn't wait to get down to business consummate our wedding.
'Gawd love mi bad...im mold him and set him up just fimi'
"Dearly Beloved, we are gathered...."
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