Hey everyone!!! Sorry I haven't posted a story in a while but here is a short one!!! R&R pretty please!!!!!
I hate Mondays. I hate weddings. I hate Sasuke. I love Ino. And when you add all of those things together you get a big pile of shit.
So here I am sitting on this pew watching the love of my life get married to a man, who is a disgrace to this village. She's not even marrying a woman though she went out with me for two fucking years! No. It had to be a man. A snot nosed, pussy whipped, mother fucker who has attitude problems.
I heard the dreaded wedding march and I see people slowly turn around. I didn't want to, but I followed their example. My body turns and my heart jumps up to my throat. There stood Ino in her radiant white dress slightly hiding her round belly. She passed and flashed me a small smile that was always meant for me. I let out a cough to cover my sob when the smile disappeared. She was always beautiful, but to see her like this was a new experience. Her face shined white matching her dress, which flowed around her feet.
I wish that she was still mine. Sure she cheated on me with this bastard, but I still love her. I want her back. But I know I can't have her. Her heart belongs to that girlfriend stealing, asshole.
Ino stepped up to Sasuke and took his hand. The Priest began mass and soon the rings were brought forth. My eyes filled with tears as she said her vows. That should be me up there with her! Her saying those vows to me! But once again it isn't. She left me for Sasuke. The two lovebirds lean forward and tears flow from my eyes when their lips touch. A hand pats my back and I see Naruto. I move into the one armed hung from my best friend.
"Thanks Naruto." I whisper and he gives me a small smile telling me that everything will be alright.
The new married couple walked down the isle hand in hand as more tears came. Ino's hand touched my shoulder and then left quickly as Sasuke glanced at her.
Maybe it just wasn't meant to be. Ino would probably be happier with Sasuke anyway. Maybe Sasuke wasn't that bad of a guy after all. Maybe Mondays weren't as bad as they seemed. Heck! I might even have a wedding of my own one-day. And maybe we'll all go ice skate in hell!