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The Wedding

There’s nothing better than a wedding you don’t want to be at.

May 4, 2012
The Bently Church

The room was silent as Malina tried hard not to sneer at Penelope as she finished putting on her makeup. She was trying so hard not to hurt her, but I begged her not to be mean to her and be nice because it was her wedding day. Then she called her a tramp and that she stole my man. I didn’t say anything after that.

“This is amazing, M.” Penelope smiled once she looked in the mirror and Malina looked at me, laughing a little.

“Thanks,” Malina laughed a little more and walked over to me, “Since when the hell is she allowed to call me that?” I shrugged and she rolled her eyes.

“Okay. Um, I’m going to go grab our dresses, Anastasia,” Penelope said before smiling and walking out of the room.

“I can’t believe you’re actually going through with this Ana.” Malina huffed beside me and walked up to the mirror, fluffing her freshly curled hair. Then someone knocked on the door and we both looked at it with confusion.

I opened the door to see Niall and I smiled. “Um, I have something for you,” he whispered and I cocked an eyebrow. “Here,” he handed me a white envelope that said Ana on it and smiled at me, “Don’t let that affect what happens today.” Then he walked away and I shut the door.

“Oh my gosh what is it?” Malina scurried up to me and I shrugged. I slipped my finger over the top of the envelope, slicing it open. Then Penelope came into the room with our dresses.

“I’m going to the bathroom,” I said and walked out of the room, into the small bathroom. I pulled out the paper that was in the envelope and covered my mouth. I should have known it was a letter from you, Harry suave.

I took a deep breath, and read the letter in my hands.

It read: My dearest Anastasia, the absolute love of my life. I have been doing some thinking lately these past four days without you, and to be honest, I am in a fucking rut. I can not be without you. Everywhere I look, you’re always there. The kitchen, the pond, my office, my bedroom, the gym; there is not a single place I can look without seeing you there. And thinking about holding someone else in the same places that I held you breaks my heart, and I know it breaks yours too. You know how I feel about you, Anastasia. And I know how you feel about me. I just can’t… You know how I get without you Ana. I go a little crazy, me. And when I think about you with someone else, I get jealous. You know I get jealous. But I can’t help it. You are the love of my life. No one else. You. And it absolutely kills me that you’re letting me get married to someone else. It completely and utterly pisses me off and I just wish that you would realize that. I love you. I have learned to love you so hard that I have forgotten how to love myself. And that sucks. Because when I’m alone, I get some fucked up thoughts. When I’m alone, I want to be with you. When I’m not alone, I want to be with you. Do you catch what I’m saying? Dammit. I can’t be with you anymore. Because you won’t let me. I fucking love you; I am vigorously and desperately in love with you; I would take my life for you; I would walk to the edges of hell for you girl, and you know that I would; I will do anything for you. Believe it or not, I believe in us. I believe in Ana and Harry. I believe that one day we will be together, and I will be there once again to wipe away the tears that I caused. I believe that one day I will be able to show how hard my love for you still grows every second of every day. My heart beats for you and only you, Anastasia Greene. And I mean that there is no one else for me. It’s you for me, Anastasia. Or it’s nothing. I’m glad that you showed me what a real love feels like, because now it will be haunting me for the rest of my life. When I kiss my wife, I’ll think of you. When I touch my wife, I’ll think of you. I’ll think of you, forever. Because… I’ll be seeing you. Just promise me that you won’t forget about me. I’ll never forget about you. Never. I love you Anastasia Greene, and no one will be able to take away the throbbing feeling that you give my heart. For some reason I always knew that it would be ending like this.. Although I haven’t made my final decisions... be expecting more from me Miss Greene.
P.S. No matter what you believe in, it will always be Ana and Harry.