CLARE POV
"You look beautiful Clare." My dad said as we started to walk down the aisle. I blushed as all eyes were on me. This was the big day, mine and Eli's wedding day.
We got closer and closer to the altar. The walk seemed to last forever. I could hear the band playing as we strode down, I could see Eli. He looked amazing, as always, and nervous. He had a full smile on his face, not a smirk.
As I got closer, my white dress turned blue. My bouquet of white and red roses got smaller in size. I looked up to see the official already saying the vows. Eli was holding both of the girl's hands and staring deeply into her eyes. "I do," he stated gleefully to the mystery girl. "You may now kiss the bride, they leaned in, and I yelled for my life. "Stop! Eli!" and they turned, I saw who the girl was, she ruined my life once already before. But why is she here. Jenna.
I shot up out of my comfortable position next to Eli. I looked at the ring on my finger, it was still there.
I was breathing heavily, Eli must've heard me. "Clare, babe, calm down. What happened?" I shook my head, "N-nothing, just a….just a bad dream." I stuttered. "What was it about?" He asked wrapping his arms around me. "It was about our wedding, but…I wasn't your bride." A silent tear ran down my cheek to be captured by my lips. "It was the girl who ruined my life, back in high school."
"Was she the one who stole your first boyfriend?" I bit my lip and nodded. "Clare, I would never leave you for some boyfriend stealing blonde tramp. I would never leave you period." He nuzzled into the crook of my neck. "What do you think it means?" I asked him with curiosity in my eyes. "Is there anything that you left behind back at home? Like a friend or a problem that you left unresolved?"
I thought about it. "I never did forgive Jenna; I never thought that she deserved to be forgiven. She was my best friend and she betrayed me, she stuck a knife in my back and twisted." I stood up and started pacing. "Do you think it's a sign? That maybe, and this is just an idea, that you need to forgive her to be at peace." He suggested standing up. "I don't know about that Eli…." "Why not forgive her? You've moved on haven't you?" I shrugged. "So, you still love that KC person?" He sad angrily and walked out of the room.
I followed him and tugged his elbow. "Eli, I am over KC. I was over him the day he left me for her. I just still hurt from what she did to me. You're the only one I love." I hugged his bare torso; he put his arm around me and kissed the top of my head. "So what are you going to do about it?" he asked holding me tighter and rubbing my shoulder.
"I think I need to go home."