I knew it was coming.
Don’t get me wrong. I want my brother to be happy. He deserves it. He’s a great guy and after we lost Mom and Dad, he raised me. I love him. I just had mixed emotions. I was happy for him, but also felt like I was losing him. I kept it to myself, I didn’t want to bring him down.
I actually like Buffy. She’s a cool chick. Even if she is oddly obsessed with martial arts. I didn’t even know about it until she moved in. But she’d devote hours to it.
Roland became Fire Chief. I was pretty proud of him! He even received the key to the city from the Mayor.
Instead of doing a gift party, we had a get together with some people with Roland and Buffy know. I didn’t feel like doing our traditions just yet without Mom and Dad. I don’t think Roland wanted to either. He just would have done it for me.
I met Mason Sackholme at the party. Pretty good-looking guy. He was easy to talk to. Even if he did look at my boobs every so often.
I was kinda of surprised, but Roland invited my former alchemy mentor, Dean Michaels. He taught me well. A cool guy too. I got to know him a bit while he mentored me.
The gypsy lady was there too. Not sure why she was wearing a workout outfit to a winter party….but I talked to her. She was the one who helped my parents find out that the real Ransom Gonzalo is…was. My Dad.
Of course Christmas time meant mistletoe all over the house. Which was great for Ro and Buffy. Me, not so much.
So when they got to sucking face too much, I headed down to the elixir shop. I could work on my alchemy there and also get ingredients I need to take home with me. It comes in handy during the winter time, when I can’t have a garden to grow what I need.
I knew things would change. But I didn’t think they would change drastically.
“Raven…after Buffy and I get married. We’re…we’re moving to Bridgeport.” Roland told me one particularly cold winter’s day.
Bridgeport. Where our Great Grandma Lotta burned to death in a night club. I almost asked him if he was nuts.
“They want me to be their Fire Chief there. And Buffy already found a job on their sports team.” He explained.
I still couldn’t believe it. He was leaving. “We’re going to take Annabelle with us.” He added slowly.
And I was going to be mostly alone. I’d have Killian. But I was going to be in a huge house. By myself. So much space. So empty. I’d be so quiet. So lonely. Alone.
“Okay.” I told him. “I want you to be happy, Roland.”I added. I did mean that.
While they worked on wedding plans. I tried to work on cooking. I burnt musclecakes. I felt like a failure. That was like the one thing the whole family always knows how to make.
The wedding day came. I found myself in Roland’s room. Just looking over his things. He’d be packing some of them up. They’d be gone. Like him, Buffy and Annabelle. I was trying not to get lost in feeling down. It was supposed to be a happy day. And I was happy for him. I just wasn’t looking forward to after the day.
Buffy soon came in and I helped her get ready. She did look pretty. I had to remember that I was gaining a family member. That Roland loves her and she loves him. I didn’t doubt that.
I went outside to check on my big brother. He was really nervous.
“What if I suck at being a husband???” Roland asked me. Actually biting his nails.
I smacked his hand away.
“Ro. Listen to me. You’re going to be a great husband. You’re loving, you’re a good support system, you’re funny….you love her. So stop biting your darn nails and get your crap together.” I told him.
Roland pulled me into a hug “I love you, Raven. Never forget that.”
I was going to try to remember that.
It was time. And it was love. I was kind of jealous. They were blessed. No one had ever looked at me the way they looked at each other.
But the jealously faded and I was happy to be there to see my brother get married. And I was happy that Harmony, Eric and Skye made it to the wedding. I kinda questioned Buffy’s Mom’s outfit…but whatever.
Roland and Buffy decided to keep things simple. They recited traditional wedding vows. It was touching stuff.
When Buffy told me the wedding was going to be outside. During the winter. I told her she was insane. But it actually worked and it was freaking beautiful.
And so Buffy Summers became Buffy Gonzalo. I gained a sister-in-law. I oddly wanted them to pop me out a niece or nephew asap, but from the sounds of their plans, that wasn’t in the cards for a bit.
“Share yourself with me.
I will never judge you.
I am here
and I will stay here
only to love you.”
I heard Roland whisper to Buffy as us guests started to disperse. That did it. I cried and claimed I had a snowflake in my eye.
They finally came inside and Ro cut the cake.
Everyone started grabbing pieces of it. It did look good.
But we had an open bar and that’s where I headed. I knew I’d snag a leftover piece. Technically, I wasn’t old enough to legally drink. But no one stopped me.I felt I needed it. Once the ceremony ended, the sad feeling came back. They’d be leaving in the morning.
I somehow managed to sleep and woke up when I heard noises. Packing. I went out of my bedroom and found Annabelle. I hugged her goodbye. It was only right she went with Roland and Buffy. She had always been close to my brother. But I was still going to miss her.
Roland Gavin Gonzalo…he. He I was going to miss the most. He was more than a brother. He’s my friend. I knew things would have been very different it wasn’t for him. I was going to miss him so freaking much. But it was his turn to live a life he wanted after taking care of me. I couldn’t hold that against him.
Before anyone grabs their pitchforks *eyes MU* Roland will be back! There is a purpose for him and Buffy going to Bridgeport lol.
Poem credit – Kamand Kojouri