Chapter 65

"Is that the dress you picked?" Scar asked as his face twisted up in distaste. I laughed at his reaction before shaking my head. "Absolutely not. Matter of fact, I'm not going to need a dress." I told him as he cocked his brow in question. "I called my mom because getting married without at least my parents being here, even if one of them hates you, just didn't feel right. My dad freaked out and started breaking shit. I just...my mom sounded so upset that I would even think about doing this without her. I can't, Scar. We have to go back." I plead, voice full of desperation. "Whatever you want, baby. I'm not going to force you to do this, but how about we spend the night and leave in the morning? We're already here, let's go out and have a little fun before we have to face your dad." He suggested. I smiled at the idea before nodding my head in agreement. What was spending a few more hours in Vegas going to hurt? Getting up, I turned my back to him