Chapter3:Diana's Wedding

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It's been a few months now since I recorded I'm so blue with James ... I feel like I could've gave more of me ... but something inside of me wasn't letting it come out , I sat back in my chair , pressing the needle down on James brown record
Try me

The song that began to play was exactly how I seemed to be feeling

(You made me love you) I want you so bad

As the record begun to spin I turned on my tv to Diana's wedding ,drinking my red wine as my eyes began to swell from the tears pouring from my eyes

"That should be me"
"Why isn't that me..."
"God Diana I wish you knew how much I loved you"

She called.. she called and called I ignored every single call as well as her invitation to her wedding I'd be damned if I was going to walk the woman I loved down the aisle to this man I never met ... this man who shouldn't of been there

"Hey Michael"

"Marlon?"

"Yea man Janet told me to come check on you since you know Diana is getting married today"

As soon as he said that something inside of me fierce made me throw the bottle of wine at the television set not thinking about how it was a new television set or the fact at that moment Diana happen to be kissing her new husband

"Michael!"

"Marlon! Marlon..."

I broke down crying in my brothers arms

"Will this pain ever go away Marlon.. the pain of losing her..."

"I don't know Michael, but I do know that we'll be here for you. Mother might not agree with who you decided to fall in love with .. but that is something you can't control"

As he held me tighter I got up off the floor throwing me and Diana's pictures at the television screen

"God this hurts so bad"

"I know Michael but breaking your pictures won't change anything"

"I know that Marlon, it was either the pictures or my fist so I picked the pictures"

I turned off the tv walking to my office picking up my phone after it rang three times

"Hello..?"

"Michael..."

"No Diana"

I hung up the phone with no hesitation feeling my rage build up inside, then the pain came falling down on top of it

"What the hell is she gonna say... I'm sorry Michael... like a sorry would even matter now.."

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