Hey! This is the last chapter; hope you like it! Sorry it wasn't out yesterday, I told myself I'd finish it before I went to bed but I went to bed today so..

I wanna thank my 3 reviewers SO much. It really means a lot! I'm serious.

So, here ya go! Enjoy!

Oh! And you can look at all of the dresses and hairstyles(I'm sure I confused you)on my page.

May 24, 2012

Dear Diary,

Today is the day. I know I've been saying that a lot lately, but today is the actual day. Today is the day Justin Russo will officially never become single again (well unless he gets a divorce and all). Today is the day he is getting married to his 3-year-long girlfriend, Juliet Van Heuson. What? You think I should be mad? Well, I am as a matter of fact. For the reason you think, and another. The other would be that I kissed Justin. Twice. It felt so good. In that way, and it also just made me feel happy. Yes, I know I'm cheating on Juliet, that's the reason why I'm mad. Well, actually sad. You see, I may be devious, and careless, and sneaky, and a not nice to person sometimes, but I would never cheat. Well, I did, and like I said before, it felt damn good. But it didn't feel good good. I had been decided whther or not to do the craziest thing there is to do. Object. I had finally decided not to. It would never work out and then everybody would hate me and never talk to me again.

Well, it is now 1:00 p.m. and the wedding starts at 4:00, so I should start getting ready. Tell ya how it goes!

Oh, and I can't believe Justin woke me up at 9:00 this morning! Sure, I asked him to wake me up before he left but I wasn't expecting that early to go to Zeke's!

I got up from my bed and headed for the shower.

I got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around myself and walked back towards my room.

I know I should let somebody else do my hair but I just wanted it to be simple with a slight tang, I guess you could say.

I pulled away the towel that was wrapped above my head and started to slowly comb through my naturally curly with my fingers. I smoothed my bangs out over my forehead and swept little parts of my hair up a bit and let the rest stay. Some hair was dangling a bit longer as I held it in place but I decided it looked good enough when I grabbed my brush and looked into my mirror and started to style it the same way but with some white clips holding the rest up. When I was done, I grabbed for my dress inside of my closet.

Even thought Juliet had picked the worst bridal dress, I was glad she had actually let me choose the very flattering dress for the bridesmaids. The same dress that the bridesmaids and I were wearing was a satin and strapless ballgown with a ruched middle that definitely showed off our curves . Except while the bridesmaids' dress was latte colored, mine was champagne. "A little touch for the the Maid of Honor," Juliet had stated.

The dress was beautiful but I didn't think as much of it when I thought about the wedding dress; how it felt and looked. How it had made me feel happy and beautiful. I told myself not to think about it as I walked back over to the mirror above my headstand. Hard not to when the dress is this uncomfortable.

I had no makeup on since I decided in the shower to do it at the church, but besides that, I thought I looked maybe a little bit pretty.

Suddenly my phone rang on the side of my dresser. I looked at the caller ID and saw it was Juliet. "Hello?" I asked.

"Oh my gosh, Alex, thank goodness!" she exclaimed.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked, not trying to sound to harsh.

"Alex! I am freaking out here! I haven't seen Justin in over 14 hours and I really need to see someone!" she freaked.

"Juliet, why don't you just head to the church? I'm sure the Pope's there or something!"

"Alex, can you come with me?" she pleaded.

I thought about it. I really didn't want to be noticed until the wedding had started. And I did need to apply my makeup.

"Yeah, sure. But, Juliet, have you even gotten ready?"

"Alex, I've been ready since 7 o'clock this morning. I just need help with my dress, that's it!" Wow, someone's a little-

I heard a knock on the door downstairs. "Juliet, hold on, someone's at my door," I said.

I heard a little voice yell when I just about put the phone down. "What? " I asked hurriedly. I really wasn't digging her constant worrying right now.

"Alex, it's me! Can you come down?" she asked. Err!

"Yeah, let me just grab my stuff. I'll be down in a minute."

I groaned while trying to stuff the all of the contents in my bag into the tiny little purse Juliet had made me wear to the church. I didn't want to seem this girly! I

I know I would never need them, but if I ever needed to change, I brought some shorts and a tank top.

I was starting to walk out of my room when I noticed I wasn't wearing any shoes. "Arghh!"

I slipped on some socks and my hightops real quick and grabbed the little clanky white things.

I made sure nobody was downstairs and then bounded down the stairs in dread.

I knew Juliet was totally stressed when I opened the door to see her with large bags under her eyes. "Juliet! Wow!" I should not have said that because right then she looked me over and started to cry. But not just cry, she started to bawl!

"Oh, Alex! You look so beautiful and I look like a complete mess!" She tried to hug me when I stepped away from her. I ran into the kitchen really quick and grabbed the closest thing I could find. I walked back over to Juliet and placed the ovenmitt over my shoulder so she wouldn't get wet mascara all of my shoulder. She grabbed for me again and I let her. God, this was so not worth being the Maid of Honor!

Juliet finally let go and we both started for the car. I looked back over to the mess of a bride and asked if she wanted me to drive. She nodded and tossed me the keys. I didn't catch them in time with my hands full and they flew all over my head a few feet away. I walked over to them when I heard somebody gasp. I looked across the road to see the one and only Gigi. I finally understood what the term a dear caught in headlights means.

"Alex?" she asked. I ignored her and opened the back seat to throw my stuff in. I got in the car and drove away to see Gigi still staring through the rearview mirror.

I enjoyed the view while driving. I actually got to glance up at the ocean. Surprisingly it was only about a mile away from the church. Once we actually got there, we headed to the back of the church for a little privacy.

I told Juliet I'd help her reapply her makeup once I helped her get into her dress.

Once I helped her get into her dress, she looked at herself then me in the mirror, She started to cry again. I sighed again and asked her what was wrong.

"Look at yourself, Alex! You look perfect! And I still look like crap! And oh my god, I left my makeup at my house! I can't do this!" she screamed. I wondered if it was against religion laws or whatever to scream and cry so much.

I was getting really tired of this. "Juliet, don't say that! Here, stop crying and I'll grab my makeup out of my bag," I said. I reached into my bag when I saw I had three new message from my mom.

"Crap!" I forgot to call her saying I left with Juliet. "Um, Juliet, hold on one second. I have to call somebody."

She just nodded and I ran out of the church.

I heard it half ring before somebody picked up on the phone. "Alex? Honey, are you alright?" I heard my mom ask.

"Yeah, mom, I'm sor-"

'Where are you! The wedding starts in one hour!" she yelled in rage.

"Mom! I'm already at the church! I'm sorry I didn't call you, Juliet's having a mental breakdown right now!" I said. I look up and see the first guests staring at me. I smile wide and turn around facing the brick wall.

"Is she okay? I've been ready for the past five minutes, I'll start heading to the church right now. Your dad and brother are picking up some extra forks and knifes for whatever reason. I'll just call and tell them to meet us there," she said.

"Alright, but can you hurry up? You know how I get," I said.

"I'm on my way." She hung up.

I sighed and hurried back inside to see three other guests already sitting down in the pews. I raced towards the back again to see Juliet pulling something out of my purse. "What are you doing?" I exclaimed.

She looked back at me with the necklace in her hands. "Where did you get this, Alex?"

I ran up to her and snatched it out her hands. "It's none of your business, Juliet," I muttered.

I saw the look of hurt in her face and quickly apologized. "I'm sorry, Juliet. I shouldn't of snapped at you. I just don't like people looking though my personal belongings." Emphasis on "personal"!

She didn't seem to register I said anything. "Where did you get this?" she repeated.

I sighed. Again. "I don't know. Justin gave it to me. Can I please have it back?"

She still didn't move. "Juliet?"

She snapped out of it. "Sorry," she put it back in. "Sorry. I was just looking for your makeup when I saw that. It's really pretty."

I smiled quickly. "Yeah. Should we get started?"

"No, that's alright. I'll just have one of my bridesmaids help me," she said exasperatedly. What was the matter with her?

I ignored it. "Are you sure? Because nobody's really here yet. I wouldn't mind." I actually would mind. But I was trying to get her back to her abnormal self.

"I said it's fine, Alex!" she snapped. She turned back to face the mirror.

My mouth was gaping open. "What's your problem?"

She glared at me through the mirror. "Can I just have some privacy, please?" she snapped again.

I didn't answer. I just grabbed my bag and left to find a bathroom farthest away from her. If she wanted some privacy, I'd give her some privacy.

On my search for a bathroom, I spotted somebody I really needed to see. "Harper!" I didn't normally do this, and she knows that, but I hugged her.

"Alex? What are you doing?" When I didn't let go, she settled into it.

Oh, what the hell. "I've missed you," I say.

"Wow, Alex! I've never heard you say that to anyone! Well, I've actually never heard anyone say that to me, either." I laughed. I realized tears were rolling down my cheeks.

"Are you alright, Alex?" she asked seeming concerned.

I laughed again then smiled. "I just missed you, that's all." As if.

She smiled at me for a few seconds before seeing what I looked like. "Oh, my. You look incredible!"

I nodded quickly and said the same to her. Then I asked, "Harper, do you think you could help Juliet out with her makeup?"

"Yeah, of course!" But then she bit her bottom lip. "Alex, be careful with Mason, okay? Something's up with him."

I nodded. She started to walk off. "Oh, Harper?"

She turned around. "Yeah?"

"Do you happen to know where a bathroom is?"

"Sure! I donate all of my used clothes here all the time! Just walk through those two doors over there, make a left, and you're there."

I smiled. "Thanks, Harper." I headed off in that direction.

After I put on my makeup, I headed back towards the back room.

I catch my mom finally entering the church before I go back to the room.

"Alex, I'm sorry! Your dad and brother called and said they needed help with whatever it was they decided to buy. Is Juliet alright?" she asks.

"Yep, she's just fine."

"Where is she? I wanna see her."

I lead her back to Juliet.

Mom rants on about how she wasn't here while I stand in the back of the room.

I saw every one of the Bridesmaids were there, also Juliet's mother, Cindy, and that Juliet was all glammed up when my mom slows down and heads over to Cindy. They had finally gotten over the sandwich shop dispute and had actually quite bonded over the years.

I noticed Juliet was really happy until she saw me standing in a corner. I caught a quick glare before she turned her head. I didn't know what I did, but I decided to get back at her even if it was her freaking wedding day.

I grabbed the necklace out of my purse and walked over to where Harper was standing next to Juliet.

"Hey, Harper? Can you do me a favor and help me put this necklace on?" I say loud so Juliet would hear.

"Yeah," she said. She walked over and I gave her the two clasps.

She started to twist them when I asked, "Isn't it really pretty, Harper?"

When she was done, she turned me around to stare at the necklace. "It is! Where did you get it?"

"Oh," Juliet and I glare at each other when I say, "from Justin."

Juliet holds out her arm, showing off her ring. "Harper, I don't think I've yet to show you my engagement ring I got from Justin." She smiles at me.

Harper grabs her hand and examines it. "It's so shiny!"

"Do you even know his favortie book?" I shot.

"Do you?" she shot back.

Damn it. I stormed out of the room to just lean against the wall outside.

I pulled out my highly-used iPod and turned on Everytime by Britney Spears. This song always calmed my nerves. Or made me sad.

I quickly changed it to For a Pessimist I'm Pretty Optimistic by Paramore. I let the stream of the electric guitar and the pounding of the drums take me away as I closed my eyes.

A few songs later, I hear my mom say, "Alex?"

I pause Lollipop by Framing Hanley and look up at her.

"Look I don't know or have time for what's going on between you two, but I just wanted to say that the wedding's going to start in about 15 minutes so I expect you to apologize to Juliet and act like a proper young lady. Do you understand me?"

I get up and answer yes to her and walk back into the room.

I see Juliet and walk up to her. "Look, I don't know what the hell got your panties in a knot but my mother would like me to apologize to you." I start to walk back but roll my eyes when I see her give me a dirty look. I also hear her say, "As always."

I walk back up to her and smile sweetly. "Bite me." Pun intended.

The wedding is now officially starting. Like now. I see Zeke on the other side of the door. I don't get to walk with Mason because Zeke's Justin's best man, but I don't mind.

I tighten a grip on my flowers as we walk towards each other. I lock my arm in his and he says, "You look very pretty, Alex."

I smile. "Diddo."

The doors open and Olive walks out first, littering the floor with broken flower petals. Now it's our turn.

140 eyes are glued to us. I'd know.

Some people suck in their breath as I walk past them, I even hear a whistle. But I ignore them as I narrow my own eyes on the husband-to-be and see his eyes bulge open. I giggle a bit. He also looks friggin' hot in his black tux. I see him straighten it out a bit by pulling on the sides.

Zeke kisses my cheek lightly as we part from each other. Even though he speaks an intergallactic language, he's still the sweetest guy I know.

I smile when I see Harper join me and Max join Zeke while the rest are coming down the aisle. I say, "You're lucky I didn't steal him from you."

She just rolls her eyes.

Finally, the highly anticipated moment is just around the corner. Literally.

People's breathing increase once they see the first glimpse of white. She walks as slow as ever with her dead dad and stares at everyone except me. Until she walks up to Justin. She just winks at me.

I swallow a gag and wait for this all to be over.

Tears are now welling in my eyes after we've gotten past the tremendously boring part. I actually recognize this part from movies.

I haven't stared at Juliet since she winked at me.

I look around the church at all of the people sitting here. I brought them all here.

I look around at the decorations. I sat there carelessly for hours helping Juliet pick the colors for all of this.

I look at all the Bridesmaids staring past me. I helped choose what they're wearing now.

I finally look at Juliet. I stare at her dress. I picked that dress. I made most of this happen. I know I didn't do much, but it sure as hell made all of this.

I am furious right now. I helped her through all of this! And what do I get? A freaking dead bitch winking. That's what I get.

You, Juliet. You don't deserve Justin. He appreciates you. He never lies to you. He cares for you. He'll do anything for you. He does anything for you. You even told me that since Justin was "less cool than you" that he'd never leave you. Damn straight. He's loyal also. You don't deserve this wonderful person.

I suddenly feel the need to do something about this. I know I already told myself I wouldn't do this, but I need to. Juliet doesn't deserve him. So why should I let her have him?

But then I think. Is Justin really happy? Is he happy with Juliet? Yes.

If he is, I have nothing to do then. I will not object this marriage if Justin's happy.

Even though he said differently last night, I can still see the happiness floating through his words when he's with her.

I still feel the hair on my arms rising when he laughs when he's with her.

I can see the love in his eyes as they sparkle like a million and one stars as he looks at her.

I close my eyes and hold my breath as the words come out of the Pope's mouth, "Does anyone here wish to object this marriage? Or forever hold their peace."

"I do." The room loses air as everyone gasps.

WHAT?

Nonononononononono, not him. Not-

"Mason?" Juliet yelps.

He walks in front of her, his back to the crowd. "Juliet, you don't love him! Can't you tell? I've never stopped loving you!"

My heart sinks. The exact words. The exact.

My knees start to shake. "Alex!" Harper pulls me up.

Juliet grabs his cheek. "Mason, I..."

I shake my head. No, this can't be happening. I want to go back before he says those two words. But I know I'd eventually have to hear them again. Over and over.

I can't bear this. I walk over to him and slap him right across the face. They all gasp again.

"I'm sorry, Alex," he says holding his cheek.

I don't care, I don't care, I don't care.

"You promised me!" I scream.

He touches my arm. I yank it back.

I hear another voice. "Alex, stay out of this," Juliet says.

My heart is beating a hundred times a second. My cheeks are being dissolved by water and salt.

"Stay out of this?" Not really a question.

I point to Justin who's basically in shock. "You!" I pause. "You do not deserve him!"

She grabs my arm with pleading eyes. Her eyes dart back to Mason.

I turn around and see him trying to grab my hips, trying to get me to listen to him.

He tries for my cheek. I stare at him forever it seems. I lick my lips. And then. I just kick him in the crotch. More gasps, and even a few guys groaning.

I stare up at Juliet and say, "You deserve him." I spit on the ground by her feet.

She grabs my arm one last time. "You don't want to do this."

I shove up and close to her. I grab her arm the same she is to me. "Bite me," I say again but the only thing I can do is pinch her arm. Hard. And walk away.

I throw my bouquet up at Juliet to catch. I then run down the aisle, everyone in shock as they stare up at me. I speed out the doors with the stupid purse around my arm. I don't know where to go except anywhere but here.

Zeke's POV

Holy Mother of God! Alex kicked Mason's ass!

I know I seriously shouldn't be this excited right now, but that was effin' awesome!

Suddenly Mason stands up. Well, not really, I don't think he can. But besides that, Juliet grabs his hand as they run out the aisle. No one tries to stop them.

I'm a little worried about Justin though. He hasn't moved since Mason said those two words.

I shake him a bit.

He doesn't respond.

"Justin," I whisper. Why? Well, because everybody's in shock right now and I don't want to disrupt it.

I notice he twitches his hand.

I shake him harder. "Dude, do you know what just happened?"

He suddenly looks up. He looks at me, then runs down the aisle.

A few moments pass.

Well, this is awkward.

Justin's POV

I scrambled down the aisle as fast as I could, trying to catch up with Mason and Juliet.

Finally, I catch up with them. "Juliet!" I yell.

They both stop and turn to face me.

"I just..." Pant. "Wanted to tell you..." Pant. "Something," I finally get out. I'm supporting myself on my knees now.

"Justin, what is it?" she asks.

I stand up breathing heavily now. "First," I say. Then I throw a hard punch into Mason's stomach. I watch as he lurches forward and I punch him again straight in the jaw. He falls on his knees. Juliet gasps.

I whisper into his ear, "That's for breaking Alex's heart, you coward."

"Second," I say.

I spit towards Mason. "You're just as pathetic as he is."

I watch as she gapes in shock. "Third."

I start walking backwards away from them. "You are not getting the honeymoon tickets."

And with that, I run off to anywhere but here.

So far I've walked halfway around the church in search for Alex. The only place left is the ocean.

It's June. And it's hot. So I take off everything from the waist up and walk along the beach.

I'm about to give up and start walking another direction when I notice about 50 feet away, there lies a dress neatly folded up on the sand. I look in the black water when I see a body bobbing up and down with the currents. "No," I whisper before diving in the shore.

I reach Alex when she moves her head up form the water and stares at me. "Justin?"

I see tears spilling down her cheeks and I want to die. I nod my head, treading water.

She reaches for me and wraps her tiny arms around my neck and whimpers. "I'm sorry," she says.

I crease my forehead together. "For what exactly?" I ask.

She wraps her legs around my waist and whispers in my ear, "Do you hate me?"

I push her away. "Why the hell would I be mad at you?" I demand.

"Because I ruined your wedding. If I hadn't gone over there and did those things, you'd be married right now."

"Alex, do you realize the whole time I was up there, I was hoping you'd object?"

Her eyes open wide in fear. "What? Then why-"

I grabbed her head and kissed her suddenly, the tangyness(s/p) of the salt coated on her lips.

She starts to cry again and pushes herself deeper against me.

I pull away and look back up the beach. It seems we have drifted farther away.

She hangs onto my side as I swim back to the shore.

Once were back on, I realize I should be terribly mad right now. Oh, well.

Alex is only in her bra and panties and she's laying down on the hot sand apparently trying to tan. If she realized how beautiful she looked right now. I shake my head.

I'm keeping her from getting that tan because I'm laying on top of her. Our foreheads are pressed together as we stare intently into each other's eyes.

Suddenly we hear people calling our names. I get up quickly and grab her hand and our clothing and we run for it.

There's something really hilarious about me almost getting married less than a half an hour ago and Alex not wearing much of anything while were running away from the world.

But that's the way I want it to be. Just me and Alex and no one to tell us what to do. That's the kind of life I want. And of course, Alex in not much of anything is a nice touch also.

Okay, I know you're thinking, "That's it? That suckss!" I know, I am too. But I kind of went to check my mail and I kind of got onto facebook and kind of got a bit depressed so I lost all inspiration in this story. i just didn't know where to go from there. So, besides the ending, I hope you enjoyed it :) But I still that the entire story sucked. But hey? It's my second story. I may be creating a sequel because you may have noticed I left out the wedding dress and the necklace and.. yeah.

Buenos Noches or Buenos Dias to all of you lovely people for reading this.