A/N- Short, but wordy. Almost nothing like my usual work, but I liked it enough to put it up.
Five years. Five terrifying, wonderful years. Today marked the fifth year of them being together.
But did any of it mean anything? Of course not. All of it meant absolutely nothing.
The necklace he gave her the first year, shaped like the lightning bolt symbol on his chest. Nothing.
The bracelet he gave her the second year with charms of arrows and lightning bolts. Nothing.
The anklet on the third year that he paid extra to have her name engraved on. Nothing.
The small, white teddy bear he gave her on the fourth year. Nothing.
And this year, when he got down on one knee and proposed to her. It still meant nothing when she said yes.
She just couldn't stop it. It meant everything to him. She was his whole world, and she couldn't bring herself to break it.
XxX
The next year, when she wore that beautiful, poofy wedding dress picked out by her mother and Megan, and walked down the aisle of that big church she didn't know if she'd be able to go through with it.
The sound of beautiful piano playing filled the air as her 'uncle' Ollie walked her down. She climbed to steps to meet him, and looked up at the look of awe he was giving her. The priest spoke and vows were said and when the time to say 'I do' came, she found herself crying when she said the two words. The words 'you may now kiss the bride' were voiced and her veil was lifted. Before the kiss was instigated, he put his hands on either side of her face and wiped the tears away with his thumbs, and smiled. She smiled back and he pulled her in.
XxX
Five years, and none of it mattered.
Six and it was her world.