I Am The Highway || Chris Cornell

Seattle Washington, August 28 1999

"Ugh! I can't get my hair to sit right... does it look ok?" I say as I stand in the full length mirror in our bedroom attempting to fix my dark smooth hair that rested well passed my shoulders. I had decided to try something new and straighten my hair for Duff and Susan's wedding, but I feel that I just look strange. I've never flat ironed my hair before so this took me at least 2 hours to do. I never realized how long my hair actually is because it is so curly.

"Baby, you look gorgeous...you look so different... I like it," Chris beams at me, turning from his dresser, all in black much like I am, looking a little bit like Dave Navarro from the Red Hot Chili Peppers but I wasn't going to tell him that.

I was pretty much ready to go as I smooth out my black sleeveless dress that cinched in just at my ribs and flowed out down to just at my knees. I glance down to step into my black lacy heel wedges, tucking my hair behind my ear as Chris moves over to me.

"It just better not be humid or all of this will be for nothing," I say as I run my fingers through my hair, making sure it stays smooth.

"It'll be fine," He says sweetly.

"I feel like we look like we're going to a funeral," I furrow my brow as I look at Chris through the reflection of the mirror and he chuckles.

"Nah baby... we look... well... we look like us," He smirks.

"Dark and brooding?" I smirk back.

"Damn straight," He smiles at me through the reflection and I laugh. I give him a quick kiss on his cheek and turn to head out of the bedroom letting him know I'm just getting a drink first downstairs before we leave as he mentions something about using the bathroom before we go.

I make my way downstairs and head into the kitchen, my heels clicking against the hardwood floor, as I head over to the fridge. Since there is an open bar at the reception, for now I decide to just grab a quick drink of water while I wait for Chris.

After a few moments, I finish my water and make my way to the front door as Chris still seems to be in the washroom. I grab my black clutch off the table by the door and adjust the top of my dress, making sure no slippage happens as it is a little low cut and continue to wait for Chris.

"Come on babe," I say quietly to myself. I feel like he's been in there a while. After a few more moments, he finally emerges from the bedroom and make his way downstairs.

"Ready?" He says when he reaches me, his freshly applied cologne that smelled so fresh and amazing lingering around him in the air, making me want to attack him and just forget about the wedding.

"Uh huh," I breathe and he smiles, his blue eyes gleaming at me while he grabs his black jacket. He places a quick kiss on my lips, allowing me just enough time to suck his bottom lip that I love to do, then make our way out the door.

Sodo Park Wedding and Reception, Seattle Washington

A little while later, we arrive at the wedding venue and head inside to see rows upon rows of Duff and Susan's family and friends. I knew Susan wanted a big wedding but I had no idea it was going to be this big. We make our way down the isle as the usher guides us to a section where we find Slash with who I am assuming is his date, sitting dressed all in black with his leather jacket and famous top hat.

"Hey dude... How are ya?" Slash smiles at Chris as he shifts to sit up a little on the bench, extending his hand for Chris to shake.

"Hi, good, I'm good..."

"Andi, sweetie how are ya?" Slash says so sweetly to me as Chris and I sit down.

"Good, good... you?" I smile shyly at Slash.