Fragments - KathNiel One Shots

Bittersweet

4-26-16

If there's one thing I love, it's happy endings.

I might write a ton of heatbreaking stories that had me crying when i was still typing, but I make sure it'll have a happy ending.

This is all fiction. A bittersweet fantasy. Not reality. And as much as possible? I want happy endings.

Because reality doesn't seem to have plenty of those.

Get yo'self sum free hugs and tissues. Just kidding!

(I still hope you guys aren't minding my wedding or married thing updates recently. It feels good to imagine and dream.)

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And there he was, standing upright at the far end of the altar.

His eyes shone of happiness and contentment.
.

His smile radiated joy all throughout the walls of the old church.

His face glowered frantically.

Step.

One step after another.

Step.

She took a step after another.

Step.

And every step she took....

Step.

Was slowly.....

Step.

Harshly...

Step.

Smashing.....

Step.

Her heart....

Step.

Into a million pieces.

One.

Last.

Step.

Her eyes shut tightly as his figure came clearer. He was smiling down at her, that smile that made her heart clench every single time.

She timidly makes the curve.

And on cue, her eyes poured tears.

And everyone, but him, saw her broken.

That was for the better.

Her eyes remained close as the song started.

The doors opened.

The light from outside seeped through.

And here comes the bride.

Amongst the smiling crowd, she was the fairest of them all.

Her glimmering white wedding gown cascades across the carpet laying gracefully on the center aisle.

The bodice of her gown shimmered all the way through, almost blinding everyone in the scene.

Her pure white veil that was vividly sheer covered her face, but still, the glowing face of the bride was evident and clear.

Her fists rolled into a ball. No, she shouldn't stay anymore. She couldn't stay anymore. She has to escape. She has to get away.