She ran out the front doors of her church. She felt wet salty tears roll down her made up face. She felt her long blond curls fly loose from her up do. And she saw the soft white fabric of her dress sweep the dirty, snowy ground. She didn't care that all she had done this morning was getting ruined. All that mattered now was getting as far away as possible. "Charity "A male voice yelled after her "Wait". She didn't stop, but kept running. She ran faster then she ever had in her life. "Why" she asked herself "Why didn't i see this before". "Please" the voice called again "I love you, Charity". "You don't love me" she though "You love her". She heard the voice stop and she ran into a ally way. She finally stopped long enough to catch her breath. She leaned against a wall and listened. Silence. "Thanks God" she whispered into the night air. She then realized how cold she was. After all she was standing in a dark ally way, in the middle of the night, on the 24th of December. All she had on was a long puffy, strapless white wedding gown. She hugged her arms close to her chest. "Miss" A voice asked "Are you all right". She looked up into the bluest eyes she had ever seen. "She didn't answer, just shivered. "I was at your wedding, i saw what happened, i am very sorry" he told her. He walked a step closer to her and she back away "I don't want to hurt you, you must be very cold. Here" he said handing her his coat to his black tux "Thanks" she mumbled putting it on. "Charity, i think you should go back to the church, or home or some where. Because its cold out and you could freeze" he suggested. "I don't care" she admitted. She slipped down the wall till she was sitting on the cold snow. "Well you should care" he told her. He moved closer and sat beside her "You know people care about you". "No they don't. Every one who has loved me left" she said wiping away a tear. "Like who?" he asked handing her a tissue. "Thanks" she whispered. "Well who would leave a beautiful girl like you". "My father" she said "My mother, Miguel". "Why did your mother leave you" she asked wanting to know more. "She died" Charity answered painfully. "See she didn't leave you. I bet she would give anything to be back with her little girl again" he said comforting her "And your father" he asked. "he disappeared when i was 5" she said "So come up with one for that" she smiled. "See now that is a beautiful smile" he said. She laughed "Thanks". "And for Miguel. He's a loser who don't deserve you". "No" cried "i didn't deserve him"."Now now, it`s okay" he said feeling so bad for her. "No it isn`t & it never will be agian". "Come on i`ll take you home" he said takeing her hand. "I am not going home. He`ll be there & so will she"she said picturing Kay & Miguel. She shivered at the though. "Well you cannot stay here. Your freezeing" he said feeling her head. "Actually you have a fever.Your burning up. Now you really need to get inside". "I am not going home" she said agian. "fine. I`ll take you to my place" he suggested helping her up. "I don`t even know you" she pointed out. "My Name is......" he began but before he could tell her she fainted to the ground. "oh no" he cried picking her up into his arms. He held her tight and ran back to his car at the parked at the chrch where not one soul was left. He realized that the wedding ended an hour ago "I like this girl" he said putting her into his back seat.
*Should i keep going. Please R&R