Yo sé. Yo sé. I'm a bad person... I'm sorry... Here you go...

NO ONE KILL ME.

Please.

-Jasmine

The entire inhabitance of the church, it seemed, turned their head around the find the source of the loud bang. Many muttered confused phrases and Adam could be heard uttering a low.

"What the heck?" When the smoke finally cleared (metaphorically or course... actual smoke might just make this a bit too cleché) everyone was able to see the figure standing in the middle of the doorway.

Tyler.

Holding a... pig?

"Whoopsies!" She said in her normal, spacy voice.

"What?" Sam heard Adam splutter out . She looked over just in time to see Meg slap herself in the forehead. Tyler tucked the pig more securely in the crook of her arm and began to skip down the walkway. She looked at the church members and smiled at them, throwing hellos and compliments to those she knew. When she finally got to her seat in the front next to Johnny she looked up at Sam and Joe.

"Carry on." She told them, "I love you're dress by the way, Sam." She added with a smile. Johnny looked at her in totally confusion.

"What. The. Heck." He whispered harshly. Tyler smiled.

"What?" She asked innocently.

"Why do you have a pig?" Johnny questioned. Tyler looked around. Everyone was still watching her.

"Well, I was going to the bathroom, right?" She told him, "And I looked out the window and saw this cute little pig! I just had to go out and get it!" She laughed and looked down at the pig.

"I think I will name you Gordon. But we will all call you Gordo." She told it. The pig snorted in agreement. Johnny shook his head and watched as Tyler turned to look at the couple. Joe smiled at Sam.

"Well, isn't this a wedding story?" He asked. Sam laughed and turned to the preacher.

"Might be able to get back to this?" He smiled at her and nodded. Sam looked down at her hands as her repeated the vows. She thought for sure it would be... but no... This was the fact.

He wasn't coming.

She was really doing this.

"Samantha?" The preacher asked and Sam blushed at being caught not paying attention.

"Sorry." She apologized.

"I d-"

BANG!

"Oh! Come on!" Sam yelled as everyone looked at the back of the church again. (Though a few people looked at where Tyler was.) Sam felt her stomach flip when she looked at him.

There with messed up hair and a pink tie, (Wait. Wait. Wait. Pink? Evil Johnny...) was Darrel.

"HOLD UP!" He yelled. Joe sighed.

"This is interesting." He muttered. Darrel turned to the preacher.

"Are we past the objection part?" He asked.

"Yes." The preacher confirmed. Darry sighed.

"Can I object anyways?" He asked. The preacher thought about it for a long moment.

"Go for it." He finally told him and took a step back as Darry walked briskly (what is he? A soccer mom?) to Sam.

"Sam." He told her and took her hand which had previously been held by Joe who was now watching with a small frown on his face and a thought look in his eyes.

"Sam you can't do this. I'm begging you." He told her, "I love you. I was wrong to ever let you go. Please." He begged, "Please don't do this." Sam was just opening her mouth when another voice cut in.

"Sam. Just do it." Sam looked over, shocked, at her fiancé.

"What?" She asked. Joe shook his head.

"You both clearly still have something. Either you need to get it out of your system or," His face darkened into a face of sadness, "Or you're meant to be with him and not me." Sam frowned.

"Joe... I can't just do that to you." She told him. Joe smiled and pushed a strand of his gorgeous blond hair out of his eyes.

"It's okay and alright, Sam. I'll be waiting here for you if and when you are ready to come back." He told her, "And if you don't... you don't." Sam felt herself tear up. She turned to Darry.

"I don't know, Darry." She told him, "How long will you be here this time?"

"What do you mean?" Joe asked. Sam squeezed her eyes closed tight. She messed up. She was struggling to think of something to tell him when Adam saved the day.

"So the truth comes out." She said as she walked down to the small crowd.

"What?" Joe asked again. Adam shook her head and put a hand on Darry's shoulder.

"You see," She told him, "Young Darrel here is in the army." Darry gave her a confused looked she muttered,

"Go with it." To him. He nodded.
"Yes. I am." He told Joe.

"And this man!" Adam preached, "This brave... brave man..." Darry shoved her in an attempt to make her get on with it.

"This man." She said again, "Came back on leave and fell in love with Sam. Then... he had to leave to go back and fight. That is when she meet Joe. Now... she is scared to be with him... out of fear that this brave, noble, HONERABLE-" Darry coughed loudly.

"Man." Adam continued with a glare at Darry, "will have to leave her again." She finished and walked back to her place. In the crowd Ty could be heard letting out a soft sob and many people were whipping their eyes.

"OBJECTION!" Dale yelled and shot up out of her seat.

"What now?" The preacher asked, getting a little annoyed.

"I don't know." Dale finished lamely, "I've just always wanted to do that!" She ended up screaming in the end as Dallas quickly grabbed her dress and yanked her back into her seat. Joe laughed quietly a turned to everyone.

"So, I guess there is no wedding here today." He told him, a few people booed but they were ignored, "How about we all go to the reception and just have a nice party." The crowned nodded and everyone began to leave. When it was just Sam and Darry she looked down.

"Darry." She said in a quiet voice.

"What?" He asked, giving her a warm smile.

"I never said I would take you back." She told him.
"What?" His eyes got wide. He thought...

"You know. It's my life you're messing with here." She said and walked out to go get changed. Suddenly, it felt disgusting to be wearing a wedding dress.

…

Dale laughed and joked as the party went on. The wedding was a flop but the party sure was fun! Sure, being with Dallas was annoying but she was still having some fun. Now he had left her and she couldn't stop smiling. She turned the corner to got to the bathroom when she stopped dead in her tracks.

Dallas was kissing Eve.

She looked down turn around quickly, rushing away. (Though if she had stayed a few moment longer she would have seen Eve push him off of her and slap him in the face.) Great. He had found someone else. Fine. She was glad to have him off her back.

So... Why did her heart... hurt?