Why am I here? Here, of all places?
I lean back against the wall, hands stuffed in the pockets of my tuxedo pants.
The scene playing before me is one of happiness and laughter. One that I simply cannot partake in.
My gaze travels over to... To him.
With her.
They're so happy together, laughing and dancing. The husband and wife to be.
"Hey Paul." Comes a soft, familiar voice.
I turn my head towards the source, first seeing a pair of emerald eyes before noticing the matching color hair.
"Hey Drew." I mumble, letting some sympthy cross my face.
Drew seems so... Broken. Like a mirror someone had tried to put back together with tape. Yet behind all of the sadness, there lay a smile on his face. A smile for her.
Drew and I are the only ones who feel the same on this day.
"Paul! You came!" The raven-haired boy exclaims excitedly, bounding up to me.
I shrugged lightly. "I couldn't miss out on something like this. You picked me to be a groomsmen." I admit. But not in a good way. Luckily, he didn't notice. "So, who's the girl?"
The other turns 90 degrees, referring to a brunette, who is smiling brightly and happily chatting away with Dawn, a blue-haired girl who I find kind of OK.
"Isn't she beautiful?" He whispers, a dreamy expression crossing his features. "Her name's May."
My stomach twists into a knot. "Whatever." I almost hiss, turning away from the girl.
The other looks confused, and opens his mouth to say something, but a calling of his name interuppts him. "Oh! More people! I'll talk to you later, Paul!" He gives me a bright smile before rushing over to greet his new guests.
My hands ball into fists, feeling that horrid feeling of stupid jealousy rush over me.
Letting out a puff of frustration, I look around. I notice a green-haired male, who seemed upset and staring at that girl... May.
I stroll over to the male. "Hey. What're you staring at the bride for?" It pained me to call her that horrid word. Wife of him...
The green-haired looks over at me. "Why should I tell you? I don't even know you."
"Because I think I know why you are, and I am feeling the same."
He pauses before admiting. "I'm in love with her. And she-she's marrying him." He pauses for a moment. "How can you relate? You're not in love with someone you can't have." He growls.
I let my gaze wander over to the groom, who is talking with a orange-haired girl.
The other follows my gaze, his expression softening. "Oh... Ash, huh? I didn't think-"
"Nobody did." I cut him off with a sneer.
A silence fills the air around us for a few moments.
"...The name's Drew."
"Paul."
"The ceremony's gonna start soon." Drew pipes up, pulling me out of the flashback.
"Terrific." I growl, sarcasm dripping from my tone.
A sigh emits from the other. "I feel the same." He mumbles, his voice sounding like it could shatter.
But not me. I won't show how... Broken I feel. That's weak.
I notice Drew watching May, and he seems to be breaking more and more.
I actually feel kinda bad for the guy. He's told me about their history, and with how it has ended up now, it wasn't too good.
"You'll get through it." I finally mumble to him.
His emerald eyes snap back towards me, a little smile coming up to his lips. But this one was struck with sadness. "Thanks."
"The ceremony is starting!" A voice booms, and everyone except the wedding crew files into the place of the ceremony.
I get in my place next to Dawn, who is a bridesmaid.
Drew takes his place behind Brock and Misty, Best Man and Maid of Honor, and in front of Max, May's younger brother, who is the flower boy.
Dawn gives me a sympathetic smile. "Sorry." She whispers.
"Whatever." I grumble in an indifferent tone, which caused her to face forward again.
The music starts to play, and we start to file in in the order assigned.
The chapel was beautifully decorated, with flowers of all different kinds and colors. The floor was a pure white, and the altar had drapes and flowers scattered around it. What caught my eye was a bounquet of roses on either sides, which I realized were from Drew. The music is soft with a royal tone to it, with a violin and a piano playing in harmony.
I hate it.
After walking down the aisle, I depart from Dawn and take my place on the left side, tyring my best not to look at Ash.
I notice Drew walk down the aisle, an expression of seriousness and maybe elegance, but I know what was really behind that expression.
Everything goes completely quiet, if it wasn't quiet already as the bride walks down the aisle, arm in arm with what seemed to be her father. Her wedding is gorgeous, with white flowers knitted in at the bottom and a pattern that seems like swirls with sparkles dancing across the rest of the dress. A while veil hangs over her smiling face.
I look over at Drew who seemed to have his breath taken away. So did Ash.
At seeing that stupid expression on the groom's face for her made that sick, twisting feeling in my stomach return again. I restrain myself from balling my hands into fists.
The ceremony starts, but I didn't listen. I didn't want to listen to those sickening words that would bond that couple forever.
The emotions that I had managed to keep hidden so well were starting to build up.
But one sentence manages to break through my block of hearing.
"If anyone objects to the marriage of these two, speak now, or forever hold your peace."
A feeling of desperation washes over me, making me pray that someone would say something.
Speak up. Someone. Anyone.
But nobody did. And just like that, my chance is gone.
Those damned feelings come crashing over me. My feelings for Ash, my feelings for the loss, my feelings for this wedding...
The ceremony continued on, but I couldn't watch. I lower my head, finally letting free those tears that have been stinging my eyes. They are silent, and the expression on my face I know is indifferent.
Nobody notices. Maybe Drew did. Maybe someone in the crowd did.
But Ash did.
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Did you enjoy that? I hope this gave you some emotions.
This story was inspired by Psychic Prince's Signifigance. I highly suggest you go read that, for it is pure amazingness.
Until next time!
-LLB