I promise it won't take me 3 years to finish this one;)
WARNING!
This piece wasn't betaed and English is: a)no my native language and b)not my strong point! There could be ( and believe me there WOULD be a lot of grammar, spelling and other errors) so consider Yourself warned;)
Disclaimer: I don't own neither the show nor the characters. It's strictly fan-made and no-profit:)
She corrected the veil and smoothed her white dress. Everyone told her that she was beautiful, the most beautiful of brides. But whether the happiest? She looked at her own face and frowned. She hardly recognized herself. Her hair had been carefully arranged, the way her mother instructed, her eyes were beautifully emphasized by the blueish shadow, lips very lightly covered with pink lip-gloss. Indeed she looked beautifully, from the tips of her white court shoes which sticked out from under the hem of her silk dress all the way to the cross on her neck. It could have been the happiest day in her life if only..., if only... She blinked stopping tears. Her the mother wouldn't forgive her if she ruined the make-up.
'I'm getting married, I'm getting married' she repeated to herself not being able to believe it.
How could it happen? How could she get married to a man she didn't love? Sadly she looked at her bouquet. The flowers he gave her were perfect, as always. He was a good men, an honest man and he loved her she was sure of that, but she... she loved him as a friend, she wasn't in love with him. She had given her heart to the other man years ago but that was never meant to happen. There had been too many obstacles, and he... he just ... he had been her friend, nothing more.
And she? She wanted to be loved. She wanted to have a husband which would love her, she wanted to have a children to love, and family to cherish. She had been waiting for him for 5 years, watching the happiness of their friends and envying them, until at last she had given up. She had laid off waiting on impossible and followed voice of reason, and now in less than 30 minutes her marriage ceremony was supposed to take place
"Are they here already ? " she asked her bridesmaid, which,accompanied by her mother just entered the room
"No, not yet" her friend answered " but don't worry they'll come " she guaranteed for the umpteenth time, not being able to believe that members of their little makeshift family would behave so low. They didn't regard that marriage as a good idea, but they were friends, family. They would be here by her side no matter what.
The ring of a phone stopped grim pondering.
"It's D!" a bridesmaid shouted promptly ignoring the bride's mother ominous face.
The silence followed...
" O my God!... " the phone fell out from her hands as she turned her terrified face to her friend.
"What?" the bouquet landed on the floor.
Gasping for air she raised her eyelids and blinked. It was dark and stuffy. Choking and coughing she tried to sit down, she couldn't breath properly.
" AAAA!" she shouted clutching her head. She had to hit into something. She could feel blood under her fingers. What happened? Where was she?
"Hello! Can anybody hear me? Hello!"
Cautiously she tried to move. Her left foot was stuck. She pulled it. A immense pain penetrated her leg, but in spite of it she pulled for the second time and third clenching her teeth in order to stop a helpless cry. In the end she was free. Panting she moved. Her spine was torn by piercing pain.
" Not now, God please not now " she whispered swallowing tears. She had to find strength, she couldn't cry, she needed to figure out where she was and what had happened. Half crawling she moved to her right and then she saw it.
A shoe.
Man's shoe.
It stuck out from under mass muddled up of cement and wire which could be only a fragment of the building. Normal male shoe. Which at one time had been polished and shiny, but now was dirty and ...
Reality hit her as wave.
She remembered everything, she and her colleagues had been testifying and they had been in hurry because there had been a marriage ceremony... and she had wanted to change, before going... and... and then...and then there had been an explosion.
"Jack! " she called at the sight of her friend buried under ruins.
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