Do I?

The room grew silent as she made her way down the long aisle.  “Am i doing the right thing?” She thought as she gazed softly at the man standing at the other end of the room with a huge smile on his face. “I think i am.” She thought unsure of her emotions. When she finally reached the other end of the room the pastor asked “Who gives this woman to this man?” The tall man in a dark brown suit said proudly “I do.” The crowd laughed at his response as she thought “Do I? Is this right?” The man then took his seat and she stood across from the man that would soon become her husband. As he smiled and the pastor talked of love and honor, she began to think about whether or not she should be taking this giant leap, especially since he came back. Yes him, Mr. Victor Gonzalez III. the man that she had only dreamt about since he left her without a word all those years ago.

Suddenly the back doors to the church opened and everyone looked towards it. In the doorway stood him with a desperate look on his face. He said not a word only stood there staring at her as if they were the only two people in the room. She stood there frozen like an icicle to nerves to say or do anything. Her would be husband looked from the man standing at the door to her. “Madison?” He said softly. Her heart was racing a mile a mintue as she tried to focus on the wedding and her future husband; however, she couldn’t comepletly break her gaze. It was as if something inside of her was calling out for him to rescue her from this mistake she was about to make. “Madison.” Her would be husband said again this time she looked at him and smiled, but still unsure of what to do. “I’m fine.” She lied. The pastor continued, then said “Do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband.” Her gaze turned back to Vic who was still standing in the doorway waiting like everyone else for her answer.

Five years earlier…

“Princess.” A voice called out. Madison openned her eyes. The sun was beaming through a crack in her bedroom curtain making it hard for her to open her eyes. “Princess.” The voice said again. This time the curtains were pulled back causing Madison to pull her blanket over her head. “Come on Princess get up we’re going to be late.” The voice urgently. She was given the nickname Princess by her father when she was born because, she was his only daughter and it stuck. “I’m up.” Madison said irrated. She was still laying under the covers with her eyes closed hoping for that person to go away so she could go back to sleep. “Really, because you’re still under the covers.” The voice said. Irritated, Madison pulled the blanket from over her head and looked at the person in her room. She was average height light skin with slanted eyes, if people didn’t know her better or heard her speak, they would swear she was Chinese. “Get the hell out of my room Tweety.” Madison ordered. “Fine, but you better be out in twenty mintues or we’re leaving you.” Tweety warned as she left the room. Madison laid in bed a little longer trying to wake herself up by staring at the ceiling. A few moments later, she finally decided to get up and get ready. She lived in a three bedroom apartment on her school campus with her cousin Madasia who everyone called Tweety because of her obsession with Tweety bird and their best friend Tamira, who they had known since they were kids and everyone called T.

Madison sat up in her queen size bed and reached for her towel that was conveniently places on a chair next to her bed. It was the last week of school before finals and they had planned to go out for breakfast with some friends that day, only Princess was tried from partying with some friends the night before and was not in a hurry to eat breakfast. She placed her feet in her slippers then sluggishly walked out the door carrying both her robe and towel.

Morning Princess.” She heard a male voice say. She just waved and kept walking towards the bathroom. “Damn I haven’t seen you in two years and that’s all I get? I’m kind of hurt.” The male voice said. Madison slowly turned around. She knew that voice, she just hoped she was wrong, but with her heart beating a mile a minute it was unmistakable who that voice belonged to. Her fears were realized when she turned around and saw Vic Gonzalez III or Lil Vic as everyone called him smiling at her with those sea green eyes and deep dimples on each cheek that complemented his chiseled jaw bone and goatee. She felt herself go numb. He was tall caramel with a low fade and muscular. He had that fresh cut look and she couldn’t find the words to speak. All of a sudden she because aware of her surroundings and her appearence. She had had a crush on him since she was in middle school, but he always treated her like his little sister to her dismay. “Hi Vic.” She stuttered. “What brings you here?” “I came to see my little sister and she invited me to breakfast than she said something about a baseball game.” He said smiling. “I never said anything about baseball, you know I hate baseball.” Tamira said. She was Vic’s younger sister and a bit of a know it all, but was rich beautiful and still fun to hang with. “So why did Tweety hand me tickets?” He asked confused, a look he was prone to. “Well a friend of my fave them to me plus thet are second base seats meaning free food and drinks.” Tweety explained. She was up to something and both Madison and T could tell, they just wasn’t sure what it was. “I guess.” Tamira said unsure. “Princess go take a shower so we can go.” She ordered. “Yes ma’am.” Princess said disappearing into the bathroom and closing the door.

When she saw her appearance, she almost screamed. Her hair was all over her head, her night gown had pooh bear all over it and her mascara was all over her face. She looked a hot mess and suddenly felt embarrassed that Lil Vic had actually seen her like that. “Okay don’t panic.” She told herself. “I can fix this.” Twenty minutes later she came out the bathroom wearing her towel and slippers. She purposely left the robe on the bathroom so Vic could see her; unfortunately for her, when she came out the bathroom, he wasn’t there and Tweety was standing in the kitchen. “Where are T and Vic?.” She asked trying not to sound desperate. “Oh they’ll be back, T’s just showing him around campus. You know Vic.” Tweety said nonchalantly. “Yes I know Vic.” Madison said bitterly as she made her way to her room to get dress.

At first she was going to wear some straight jeans and a loose fit shirt, but after seeing Vic, she decided that sexy was the way to go and began rummaging through her clithes for the right outfit. Finally after what felt like hours of searching, she found the perfect outfit. Some faded booty shorts an a Molina Jersey that she had cut up days earlier. Lucky for her it was May and around 90 degrees outside or should would have had to explain herself.

After getting dress she began to fix her hair. It was already braided in micros so all she had to do was comb it outand put it in one of those buns that Tweety was famous for. “Come on Princes.” Tamira daid bamming on the door.” Coming.” She grabbed her bag, put on her sun glasses then slipped into some pumps. “It was a good thing I got my nails done ealier or this would be a problem.” She thought. She took one last look at herself in the mirror in her closet then said “here goes nothing” she then turned took in a deep breath and walked out her bedroom door.

Vic’s jaw dropped when he saw her. “Finally let’s go.” Tamira said walking towards the door. Everyone else followed behind her. “You look beautiful.” Vic said to Madison. “Thank you.” She blushed, proud of herself for getting his attention.

Later that day at the game. Madison made sure to sit next to Vic. I can’t believe you guys made me come here.” Tamira complained. Tweety rolled her eyes. “Why are you complaining, where else can you get free food and booze.” “They card here and I’m only 20 my birthday isn’t for another month, plus dumb ass won’t let me drink anyway. Tamira said siting down and pouting. Vic laughed. “I would be a dumbass if I let you drink I’m not trying to get killed over you, which is exactly what would happen if dad found out.” He said sternly. “You suck” She shot back.

The game was long and everyone but Vic was into it “I’m finna go get something to eat. You guys want anything? Tweety asked Madison and Lil Vic. “You do no they have servers right?” Vic asked confused. “True but I feel like getting up.” Tweety said back with a smile. “I’m good.” Vic replied. “Me too.” Madison said. Catching on Tamira stood up. “I’ll go with you.” They walked away. “Lil Vic.” Madison said trying to sound sexy. “What’s up?” He asked staring at the field. “Could you explain to me waht’s going on, I’m completely lost.” She said serious. She knew nothing about baseball, nor was she paying attention, she just said that to get his attention. “It’s not hard to understand. Right now the bases are loaded there are two outs and Molina is up to bat.” Vic said enthustically. “Which one is he?” She asked moving closer to him. “That one.” He said pointing. “Oh. Is this a good thing?” She asked curious. “If he gets a home run it will be.” He said with his eyes still glued to the game. Unfortunately he struck out and that ended the inning. “That’s some bullshit.” He said upset. “They’ll have another chance.” Madison assured him. “Hopefully.” Vic said shaking his head. Music started to play and someone tapped them on their shoulders, they looked up then smiled, it was the “kiss cam.” Madison stomach felt like it was turning backflips as she fought the urge to kiss him, but to her surprise he leaned foward first. She had always wondered what it would be like to kiss him and now that the opportunity had arrived, there was no way she would let it slip away. So she leaned foward and kissed him. What started off as a peck turned into something more and she knew in that moment that nothing would be the same…