Note: A character has a bit of a problem that words repeat themselves over and over in her mind. This may upset some people so steer clear if that is so.
Sitting at the back of the church, she watched the two men embrace. Around her the crowds clapped joyously, the choir singing in harmony. The two heads leaned into each other, creating a beautiful image. She dug in her bag for the camera, and took a shot.
Later that night, having skipped reception, she sat alone in her flat, looking at that photo. The pain from all those years ago never dulled, did it? No, she decided, hitting the quick-print button on her camera. The printer sprung to life and within seconds a beautiful photo of the two men leaning towards each other was in her hand, warm and vivid.
Finding some blu-tack she went to pin it up, but her eyes came across the scissors. Quick as a flash she grabbed them and made a huge cut down the paper. It wasn't good enough. She tore at the paper viciously, screaming and crying. She collapsed to the ground, the little pieces of paper floating down on her like confetti. Wedding confetti.
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I PRONOUNCE YOU MAN AND MAN-I PRONOUNCE YOU MAN AND MAN-I PRONOUNCE YOU MAN AND MAN-I PRONOUNCE YOU MAN AND MAN-I PRONOUNCE YOU MAN AND MAN
Sitting at the back of the church, she watched the two men embrace. Around her the crowds cheered, the noise making a loud buzzing in her head. 8 years ago that was her. She was marrying that man, and all because of one stupid mistake she had lost him. ONE STUPID MISTAKE-ONE STUPID MISTAKE-ONE STUPID MISTAKE. It echoed through her mind. She couldn't take it anymore. Grabbing her bag, she rushed out of the church. As the door banged behind her, the sounds were muffled. Taking one last look over her shoulder, she saw the two men hold hands and smile at each other. She walked on with out looking back.
Later that night she lay in bed. Something wasn't right. A niggling suspicion in the back of her head. Giving in she got up and headed to the chemist. Within minutes she was back home a small box in her hand. Taking a breath, she entered the bathroom and emerged 20 minutes later, sobbing. STOP CRYING YOUR HEART OUT-STOP CRYING YOUR HEART OUT-STOP CRYING YOUR HEART OUT-STOP CRYING YOUR HEART OUT. It was HIS favourite song. She could think of only one person to call. Someone who understood.
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A harsh buzzing woke her.
"Hello?" She said croakily.
"Hi."
"Hi." She said, sitting up in bed.
"I couldn't stand it."
She was silent.
"Are you okay? Do you need help?"
"Come over. Please."
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The two woman embrace before sitting on the couch.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm pregnant."
Bloody one night stands.
A/N: This is a wedding between Will and Bryan Ryan. Emma's POV is first and Terri's second. Rate and review pleaseeeee!