(Layla s Pov)
There she is with him there they are eating their brunch at catering enjoying a lovely little meal.
I hate her, I hate her so much I whisper wait what am I saying I could never hate her, I can t hate her I know how I truly feel. I m pretty sure I ve always known how I have really felt about her but as soon as I tried to do anything about it, He showed up and ever since he s come into the picture I ve despised him I just wished he would just die okay maybe thats a bit too harsh plus how could you really kill the deadman anyway . I just can t stand the fact that he s going to use her just like the others like Jodi and Sara and all his other dozens of women he s going to make her into his continued little streak of women he so calls loves then has some kids with them divorces after being with them for years giving them false hope of a decent life. I know his type I ve seen thinks my Michelle s a gold digger, that she pursued him when its the exact opposite. She was not interested in him and he just kept pushing and pushing and the next thing I know she s going on a date with the guy. I remember that day.
-Flashback-
"Do you need help with zipping your dress Chelle ". I asked as I watched her over the magazine I was not really paying attention to. "No Lay I think I ve got it" she said so low I could hardly hear.
"You sure" I asked again watching her fumbling with the zipper on the dress back. Then I heard her sigh and the she said "Can you help me Lay" I smiled and put down the magazine. "Sure"
I zipped it up "There" I told her. She mumbled a thanks and was looking down then back up at the mirror."You know I hate that you have too to this Chelle"
"I know Lay but you know I have too do this I gotta be normal you know I gotta date this is just something I have to do" I cringed I hate that word Normal, Whats so special about normal that word keeps me from my Chelle and I hate that. "I just wish you didn t have to go out with him" .
"Lay don t worry I ll be back soon". I pull her into a tight embrace and we stay like that. Then we heard a knock and we slowly broke apart . "Thats him".she says as she walks to the door
"Chelle". I say and she turned around and the words I really want to say retreat back into the deep confines of my brain. Um...Have a nice night. She smiles Thanks I hear her say then she opens the door to him Mark otherwise known as the" The Undertaker" . "You ready" he says she just nods.
He gives her flowers and I see her put on a fake smile then she put them on the counter. I see her turn her face towards me as she' s walking away and she gives me her signature smile her real smile. Then she closed the door and I smile thinking of her smile and say to the empty room the words I wish I could of told her 'I love you'.
-End of Flashback-
I wish it could be like it was before, before he intervened in our fate before he took her away from me, before he married the love of my life, because I m positive that if he wouldn t have wormed his way into her life to make a them there damn sure would of been an us . I hate thinking about it I was so close she had feelings for me too but just when we tried to do anything she was gone away from me and into the arms of the deadman. I had chance when he should of never even been consider what can I do I can t compete with the normal, especially since its what she wants. Normal well simple for you.