Hey everybody thanks for the reviews I appreciate them millions!! So heres chapter 2, this ones title is a song by Taking Back Sunday. Oh and I don't own anything One Tree Hill (except for my dvds) because if I did Breyton would have happened a long time ago and Lucas would have had his ass kicked many times.
Well I hope you like it, let me know what you think or how I could improve
Chapter 2: The Union
There she was, standing perfectly at the opposite end of the isle from me. Those dimples already shining through as she spotted her soon to be husband from a distance. The dress that she wore was an ivory colour and it fitted her body perfectly defining each and every curve that she had on her body. She looked like an angel, to me she was an angel. Everybody turned to look at her. I wondered if they all noticed what I noticed about her. If they all captured that air of perfection that she held. If they even noticed the fear and innocence that she hid behind the confident grin she so often wore. She began to take slow steps forward towards us, towards Lucas and her future. It was at that precise moment that my heart began to thump loudly in my chest and shatter a little more with each passing second.
My throat grew dry and my palms grew sweaty as Brooke neared Haley and I. She turned her head giving a quick smile towards Haley before her eyes settled on me. The seconds seemed to stretch into minutes, maybe even hours as our eyes locked and our smiles seemed to grow as though we were the only two people in the room. I couldn't take my eyes off her, she looked more beautiful than ever. And that is a difficult thing to accomplish I thought to myself as she took the few remaining steps that were necessary in order for her to be standing next to Lucas at the top of the isle. It took her a minute or so to take her eyes off me and for a moment I found myself wondering if I was just imagining that or if she was really as transfixed by me as I was by her.
"You look amazing," Lucas' words were sweet and honest and I felt a twinge of jealousy as Brooke tore her eyes from me to look at him. She glanced up into those beautiful blue eyes and her entire composure seemed to tense slightly under his piercing gaze. I found myself wondering, maybe even hoping, that her sudden tension was due to some unspoken fear that she was hiding her true love for me and was pulling it off successfully by marrying Lucas. When I agreed to be Brookes maid of honour I made a secret promise to myself to hide the feelings that I had for her, no matter how that made me feel. After all it was her special day, not mine, and she deserved to be happy with the person she had chosen.
"Does anybody present today know of any reason why these two may not be joined in holy matrimony?" Hmm. Now that was tempting. I could risk everyone in this room hating me by confessing my feelings on the off chance that Brooke may feel the same way. It's not that Brooke wasn't worth it but I had only just got her back in my life and I wasn't ready to risk losing her all over again, I would rather have her in my life and watch her be happy with Lucas than not have her in my life at all. Still, it was tempting.
But the moment had passed and the priest continued with a soft smile. Brooke's lips parted ever so slightly and I noticed as she stole a quick glance at me. Thoughts raced through my mind once again and I found myself wondering whether Brooke had wanted me to say something.
I heard the soft murmurings of the elderly priest that stood before Brooke and Lucas but I couldn't really make out what he was saying. I just copied Haley's actions in smiling at the happy couple and hoped that I wouldn't betray my own feelings in anyway and risk ruining my best friends' special day. I felt as my eyes began to burn and I suddenly felt a warm but wet line crawl down my face. I was crying. To anybody else that was in the church my tears would just be considered tears of happiness for my friend who had found her true love but I think Brooke knew the true meaning behind them because as soon as my first tear fell her concern filled eyes darted to my pale face and watched carefully. I looked into those beautiful hazel eyes that looked back into my own and felt a sudden warmth wash over me, it was her wedding day and yet she still cared more about my happiness. She still cared I thought as I faintly heard Lucas' soft but masculine voice lovingly utter the words 'I Do'.
Once Lucas had uttered those words I noticed Brookes body tense up slightly once again, I was certain that nobody else, not even Lucas, had noticed the sudden change in my best friends demeanour but I had and not only was I concerned but I was curious as to what had caused this.
I began to pay more attention to the ceremony, than to the best friend that I feared I was losing to the handsome blonde that was practically glowing only feet away from me. I was certain that the priest had just asked Brooke if she would take Lucas as her husband through sickness, health, richer, poorer and all the rest, but once again I found myself doubting my thoughts as she stood silently before me, her eyes boring into the priest with an uneasy smile playing on her lips.
When I heard the same sound that I had heard only moments before I was sure I hadn't imagine it. Brooke had been asked if she wanted to spend the rest of her life with Lucas, yet she had remained silent and now the priest was asking again in the same tone he had asked in previously. So many thoughts ran through my mind at once as my eyes flitted from Brooke to Lucas and back. Why hadn't she said I Do just as easily as Lucas had? I wondered She had always loved him and he was the one person she could be happy with. Right?
Once again Brooke remained silent and I was sure she felt every set of eyes in the church boring into her at that exact moment but for a few seconds it didn't seem to matter as her eyes briefly met mine, momentarily searching for something that I wasn't exactly sure whether they found or not in such a short amount of time. My own fragile state of mind allowed a fake smile to escape my lips and encourage Brooke to utter those two words that would surely slowly kill me. I saw something flicker in her eyes that I hadn't seen for a long time as they flitted back to the priest then towards Lucas and once again back to the priest. Lucas looked concerned and confused as his bright blue eyes looked sharply at Brooke waiting for her to reciprocate the 'I Do'. A low chorus of mumbles erupted from the guests that sat behind Brooke and Lucas watching intently and wondering what the sudden hold up was.
"I'm sorry," I heard the low raspy voice utter as she stole one quick glance at me before quickly turning to Lucas. "I just don't think I can do this. I don't think I can marry you," She spun around in that perfectly fitting dress and ran with her chestnut hair bouncing perfectly behind her and with me, her maid of honour, following dutifully close behind her in hopes of finding out what was wrong with the beautiful bride that was suddenly fleeing from everything she had ever said that she had wanted.
