Post by dominique gabrielle rousseau on Jun 11, 2013 17:38:58 GMT -5
SOMETIMES I FIND IT HARD
• to believe there's someone else who could be •
JUST AS MESSED UP AS ME
Dominique sat down on her Aunt Ginny's old bed and tried to get her hair to look just right. She wanted this to be a perfect night for her big sister and she knew that Victorie would want perfect pictures to go with it. She set down the small handheld mirror and looked at the long lace dress hanging up on the door. She could remember seeing it for the first time and knew that it screamed Victorie.
They went to London together, just to spend some time together and maybe look for wedding dresses and found this tiny little muggle owned wedding shop. Most of the dresses were silly and they tried on a few just to laugh, but when Niqui found this one. It was perfect. She even threatened her sister's life if she didn't get it. Nothing else would look as perfect for her sister. The two of them were rather different in their tastes, Victorie was classic beauty and Niqui enjoyed more of a wild child look. That didn't mean that they couldn't appreciate each other, it was just how it was. Even now, Niqui was slowly covering herself in tattoos, and Victorie was all pure skin.
Her parents freaked out a little bit when they saw Niqui's neck tattoo but when she explained why she did it, they calmed down a bit. She wanted something highly visible, so she wouldn't be able to fall back on anything mundane. She wanted to be a tattoo artist, and nothing else would be as good for her as that. The compass was because she needed a little direction in her life, and she was finally getting there. She broke off everything cleanly with Stefan and Tobias. She was starting something amazing with Seb, and he broke off anything potential with Delilah. Now it was just all about making thing official.
She stood up and ran her fingertips over the white lace dress and wondered if she was ever going to wear a white wedding dress. She had thought that she would marry Stefan, but was happy that it never happened. Happy that he never asked her and then left her. She had enough scars from the assholes she let into her life and didn't want to add a broken engagement to the list. She smiled when she heard the door open behind her and started to loudly hum the wedding march,
"Here comes the bride..."
TAGGED ! Victorie <3
WORDS ! 453
OUTFIT ! CLICK
LYRICS ! sometimes by skillet
TEMPLATE ! PANIC! ITS LAUZ @ CAUTION
NOTES ! love desss two