Author's Note – This here is my first attempt at a multi-chapter story on Nick and Macy from JONAS with a bit of Joe, Stella, Kevin etc. Hope you like it.
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SUMMARY - "Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again." Macy Misa feverently hoped that day would come again…but for now, she dared not believe in fairytales…
DISCLAIMER - I do not own JONAS or any of its characters but I do own this story, idea, concept and the characters you don't recognize.
Music Suggestion – Fairytale by Enya.
FAIRYTALES
CHAPTER 1 - "Hush now, watch the stars fall..."
Macy Misa was slipping into a fairytale dress, helped by her best friend, Stella, and her mother. The dress was white, just like a swan, and it was puffy, just like she had always wanted. It trailed a little and as Macy looked at her reflection, she saw the fairytale dress, felt the fairytale church but did not feel the fairytale magic.
Macy shook her head. Now was not the time to be delving into those particular thoughts. She was in a dress, in a church with her friends and family, about to get married to someone she had been dating for the last year and that was reason enough not to delve into any thoughts which took her attention away from all these well rehearsed thoughts.
"Macy…you look beautiful…"
"Thank You, Ma."
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Mrs. Misa hugged her daughter and then lovingly caressed her hair, trying to take the pain away from her daughter as it ate her heart out….she could feel her daughter's pain, her anguish, her guilt and all Mrs. Misa wanted to do was to just hold her little baby tight and tell her everything was going to be okay but she knew that Macy would hate that. She had made it perfectly clear that she did not want any of that 'nonsense' at all and that she was going to be okay, after all it was just a relationship and besides she was 'perfectly' happy with Stephen. Mrs. Misa knew all of this to be false but her love for her daughter and respect for her wishes and wisdom and age along with a nagging fear that saying or doing anything may just break her kept all her words at bay, all her actions guarded but as she hugged Macy, she could feel her daughter trying to worm her way further in and that broke her heart but knowing that she could not say or do anything, she just caressed her and wished and prayed in her heart that Macy would find happiness, that she would truly find the love and joy she deserved…
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Stella Malone looked at the scene in front of her and felt her eyes beginning to tear, not just at the display of love and affection, of the most pure kind, but also because she too understood what was going on inside her best friend's head and heart and just like Mrs. Misa, she too was tied down by Macy's resolve that everything was 'fine'.
As Macy stepped out of her mother's embrace, Stella stepped forward with the veil and motioned Macy to take a seat with a smile and proceeded to fix it over the brunette's head. While doing this, Stella's eyes found Macy's in the mirror and they both smiled at eachother and Stella could have laughed out loud, a mirthless laughter, if she had dared because of the fakeness of both the smiles.
But she didn't.
Instead, she took cares to carefully weave in the flowers in the bride's hair and once finished, gave her a small kiss on the cheek and just hugged her from behind – both friends lost in silence, lost in resignation, lost in memories of a distant past…
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"I love you, Macy…"
Macy looked to her right, at the man who was propped on his elbow and was looking down at her with the most sincere expression on his face and all Macy could do was to gently pull his face down to meet her waiting lips and just after it, she breathed out in the air, "I love you, Nick."
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"Mom? Mom?
Macy called out as she walked in the corridor of her house.
"Dad? Dad? ? What the hell…?"
There was not a soul in sight and Macy Misa did not like the silence…she had just come home from school and really really wanted to hug her mother because she missed her boyfriend and friends as they were currently on their tour and oh, yeah, today happened to be her birthday…so this whole empty house thing was not helping her mood.
Stepping into the living room, Macy tossed her bag to one side and helped herself to some water she had picked up from the kitchen, planning to plant herself in front of the TV and watch some crazy romantic heartwrenching movie…
Kicking a shoe off, she was just about to plonk down when she heard it – "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"
Not surprisingly, Macy ended up plonking herself on the floor instead of the sofa due to sheer surprise and as she turned around, a smile forming slowly on her face, she was in for another surprise.
Right in front of the small crowd stood a jubilant Nick Lucas, her boyfriend, the very same person who has called her up last night to wish her and to rue his absence because of his 'tour', and he had a cake, self baked, in his hands but that little detail was noticed by Macy only when she had launched herself at him, resulting in the cake getting squished and both of them lying on the floor with it all over them. But Macy did not care and neither did Nick as they just hugged eachother, oblivious to the catcalls, the sighs and the clearing of throats.
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"MACY! I am engaged! Joe just asked me! Eeeeeeeeee!"
"OH MY GOD! How? When? Where?"
"Just 10 minutes back…oh, Macy, it was perfect! So romantic! Eeeeeeeee!"
"Eeeeeeeee!"
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Macy was nervous as hell. And that's the reason she was fidgeting around in her seat as she waited for Nick to come home…
He had called her and told her he had something important to discuss and Macy and Stella had put their heads together and decided that Nick too was going to propose! That explained all the strangeness on his behalf over the past few weeks, ever since Stella and Joe got engaged.
And so now, Macy was decked in a white summer dress, one of Nick's favourites, waiting for him. She had prepared food and had decorated their room….
Presently Nick arrived but nothing happened as it should have.
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"He did WHAT?" Stella screamed as a tearstruck Macy told her of the evening's disaster.
"He told me that he…he…liked someone else…someone else, Stella, how could he?"
"Oh, honey…" Stella Malone gathered her best friend in her arms and rocked her as the brunette broke in spirit and soul right in the blond's arms.
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"NICK LUCAS SPOTTED WITH MYSTERY WOMAN!"
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"NICK LUCAS ENJOYING HOLIDAY LOVE!"
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"NICK LUCAS COSYING UP WITH CO-STAR!"
Macy sighed and dropped the paper's section which had that particular headline on it and went to her room, leaving Stella staring behind her.
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"What the hell is wrong with your brother?" An irate Stella asked Joe as they lay there cosied up on the sofa watching some movie.
"Hmmmmm…"
"Nick. Whats wrong with him? A new girl every month? When did he become Casanova? And how can he not think of Macy?"
"I don't know, Stell. I don't sit inside his head."
"Sorry…its just that Macy is so sad all the time and the stupid news of his 'conquests' doesn't help!"
"I know, honey…we shall find her someone at the wedding, don't worry…"
"The wedding! Oh my GOD! The wedding! Nick is going to be there and Macy's my maid of honor – Oh CRAP!"
Joe tensed visibly at this unthought of unavoidable situation but seeing the panic attack his fiancee was going through, decided to put a cap on his own emotions and act all 'sought out' for Stella's sake, "Don't worry…we will do something. It will all work out."
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Macy knew that Nick was going to be there, well obviously. It was his brother's wedding for god's sake.
And Macy was prepared for it. Atleast on the outside. She owed way too much to Stella and Joe to ruin this day in any way for them and so Macy drank her pain as she saw Nick next to Joe as she walked down the aisle and when she saw him dance and cuddle with his date as she danced the mandatory maid-of-honor and best man dance with Kevin and when she saw him leave, not even looking back at her even once.
And that's when Macy Misa decided that she had to move on. Why? Because she needed to, that's why.
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"Marry me, Macy?"
Macy looked to her right, at the man who was propped on his elbow and was looking down at her with the most sincere expression on his face and all Macy could do was to gently pull his face down to meet her waiting lips and silently drink away a tear which escaped her eyes.
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"Its time, girls. Lets go…"
Stella looked at Macy one last time and almost opened her mouth to finally give voice to her concerns but Macy was having none of it as she stood up briskly with that fake smile gracing her features and picking up her bonquet.
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The title of this chapter is from Waiting by Norah Jones.
The quote in the summary is by C.S. Lewis.
- KingKhan aka Rae