The day has finally come, it's officially my wedding day. The day that I get to marry the love of my life. I can't lie, I'm actually really nervous. I don't think the reality that I'm getting married really hit me until this morning. Part of me never thought this day would come. After so many losses and horrible events in my life, I had given up on love, I thought I didn't deserve it, because it never lasted, but today I'm committing to forever with the man of my dreams. The only words that keep running through my head are the words my mom said to me as she began to get sicker and sicker, she told me "" All of those things have become true and I know if she was here she'd be so excited and happy for me today.
"10 minutes everyone, it's almost show time." Catherine says excitedly, before walking out to go check in on Jackson and the groomsmen.
"You look so beautiful." April smiles and everyone nods their head in agreement.
"Thank you." I smile.
"Now are you sure you want to do this, because it's not to late to run." Cristina says making everyone glare at her.
"Really?" Meredith frowns.
"You're not supposed to ask that." Arizona says scolding her.
"Hey, I had to make sure." Cristina smirks.
"Well no I do not want to run." I reply. "At least I don't think I do." I add, saying that last part in my head:
"Can I get a moment alone with the bride. I have something for her." Derek says
"Yeah, we'll go ahead and get lined up for the ceremony. We'll see you out there Mrs. Avery." Callie smiles as her and the rest of my bridesmaids walk out of the room closing the door behind them, leaving just me and Derek in the room.
"Jackson wanted me to make sure you read this before the wedding." Derek says handing me a folded letter. I open it and begin to read it.
"Oh my god, this is so sweet. Jackson is so sweet and perfect." I say blinking back tears after I read the letter.
"Hey, hey, hey no crying. You don't want to mess up your makeup." Derek reminds me. "I can't believe I just said that." He sighs making me laugh, before a moment of panic sets in.
"Derek, what if I'm making a mistake?" I ask.
"What? You're not. You love Jackson" Derek says.
"I know, it's just he's perfect. He's handsome, he's brilliant, he's sweet, and he's caring." I say.
"So what's the problem?" Derek asks.
"Me, I'm the problem. I'm like a tornado or a freaking tsunami. I ruin everyone around me, it's like I'm bad luck or something. Most of the people that are supposed to be in my life have died or they didn't stick around and that doesn't just happen I mean..." I begin to ramble and pace around, before Derek stops me, grabbing my arms gently to keep me from pacing.
"Liliana, I know you've lost a lot of people in your life, but none of the losses were your fault, you couldn't have stopped them. I can't tell you what the future holds or that everything's gonna be perfect for the rest of your life, but I can tell you what's happening right now. Right now you're standing here looking stunning in your wedding dress, while a man that loves you is waiting out there to marry you, a man that knows everything about your past, a man that wants to spend the rest of his life with you, and you don't want to mess this up because you're scared to let yourself be happy." Derek assures me.
"You're right." I sigh as I take deep breaths calming myself down.
"Of course I am." Derek smirks making me laugh.
"You look so handsome baby." My mom smiles as she straightens up my collar as I prepare for the ceremony to start.
"Thanks ma." I smile.
"How do you feel?" She asks.
"Happy, excited. I'm marrying the love of my life." I say.
"I'm happy for you baby, but I have to ask before you make this commitment, are you 100 percent sure she's the one?"
"Yes, mom. I'm 100 percent sure she's the one. I'd do anything for her, I couldn't imagine not having her in my life." I say.
"You really love her, don't you?" My mom asks.
"I do, mom. I do." I smile.
"It's show time." Alex says sticking his head in the room.
"Shall we?" I say as my mom locks arms with me and we walk out of the room.
"Liliana, it's time." April smiles walking into the room.
"Okay." I smile as Derek and I lock arms walking out of the room. We wait right around the corner, for the bridesmaids and groomsmen to walk down the aisle and before you know it I'm standing behind the doors waiting for them to to open so I can walk down the aisle. I'm not gonna lie, my hearts beating out of my chest, but not because I'm scared to get married anymore, but because I'm scared I'm going to trip walking down the aisle. I'm kind of clumsy at times so I could see that happening.
"You're not going to trip." Derek says lowly so we can't be heard on the other side of the door.
"How'd you know that's what I was thinking?" I whisper.
"I've walked three of my sisters down the aisle and they were all scared of the same thing." He says as the music begins to play for me to walk down the aisle meaning the doors were about to open and I was really about to do this.
"You ready?" Derek smiles.
"Yeah." I smile taking a deep breath as the doors open and we begin to walk down the aisle. As I walk down the aisle and see all my friends and family there to support me and most importantly as I see my soon to be husband, Jackson, every feeling of doubt or nervousness I had leaves my body, especially when I think of everything he's been there for me through. If we can make it through all of the rough patches we've hit in our relationship so far I know we'll make it through whatever the future has in store. Before I know it I'm approaching the alter and letting go of Derek's arm as I join hands with Jackson.
"You look beautiful sweetheart." Jackson smiles, making me smile also.
"Please be seated." Bailey says to our guest. We decided to have Bailey officiate the wedding because Jackson isn't religious at all and I believe in God, but I'm not super religious so I decided that instead of having a minister officiate the wedding we'd have someone we're both close to and we both decided on Bailey and it's not like she could say no, since I agreed to be a bridesmaid in her wedding not to long ago.