I'm in love with him.
He's in love with her.
She's my best friend.
I'm on my way to their wedding.
Joy.
I sighed, running my hand through my hair as I stood outside the church. The outside was decorated with white roses and green vines. It looked beautiful - but, in all honesty, in broke my heart even more. I wanted to be one walking down that aisle. I wanted him all to myself. I clenched my fists, put on the fakest bright smile I could muster, and marched right in there, my brides maid dress flapping in the breeze.
"I do." She says, smiling brightly at her fiancee-excuse me, husband.
"You may now kiss the-" I stood quickly, making head turns in surprise. It was a tad too late to object, was probably what they were thinking. But, I wasn't objecting. I stood there for a moment, locking eyes with him. I turned, running at full speed.
"Macy!" She calls in shock, afraid to follow. My feet pounded against the floor boards as I ran into the bathroom, collapsing to the ground in a hysterical heap.
It's two days later, and I'm cooped up in my apartment still, eating carton after carton of ice cream. After finishing off the umpteenth one, I sat on my couch, rubbing at my eyes. The brides maid dress had been discarded - and torn to pieces - in the corner, now a dull, depressing reminded of what could of been. My shoulders slouched, my eyes drooped, and suddenly, the door bell went off. I turned my head slowly, staring at the door. After a moment, the bell went off again. I stood, stumbling over and pulling it open. My eyes widened and I tried slamming the door closed again, but he caught it, pushing past me with ease. What's happened to you? You used to be so strong. My thoughts mocked as he stood before me. I swallowed, glaring through my tears.
"Macy-" He starts, but I quickly cut him off. Slap. His head turned from the impact and shock.
"Get out." I hissed, venom lining my voice.
"No." He walks toward me.
"Stay the hell away from me, or I'll...I'll..."
"You'll what, Macy?" He whispers as my back hits the wall. His dark brown eyes bore into mine.
"I...I'll..." I stutter weakly. He presses his lips roughly against mine. I scream, pushing him away immediately. He comes back for more, pinning my shoulders to the wall. I thrash against him, desperate. I realize I'm getting no where and give up, but refuse to comply with the action. He pulls away. "Just one more time, Mace."
"No." I answer, struggling against his grip.
"For old time's sake." He murmurs, his body pushing into mine. I bite my lip. He belong to her. His body, his heart.
"No." I say, breathless. He smiles, kissing me again. I stay completely still. Just one more time. No one will find out. It'll be our secret. I allow my eyes to close, relaxing against him. His kiss becomes more eager as he wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me off the wall and into the bedroom. I coil my arms around his neck, falling against the mattress.
"Joe." I gasp, clawing my nails into his back. He grunts.
"Macy." He says, thrusting himself into me. I drop my head back, his lips kissing the front of my throat.
"Lie to me." I beg. He doesn't miss a beat.
"I love you."
