Someday
Chapter 1: Maybe that someday was today
As Ryan looked around, he was amazed by himself. That after coming here from Chino, he could actually have a good life. Sure, it had been rocky for a while, but life has it's up's and down's right? He loved this side of himself. Everything was so perfect. More than he ever thought it could be.
Today was the most important day of Ryan's life. His wedding day. A typical Newport evening. The wedding was set on the beach, in the sunset. The sky was different colors of pink and orange, much like the night he had walked on the beach with her back when they were younger. But they had grown older now. In their twentys-- so not that old I suppose. There were pink roses spread down the isle. And there was a warm ocean breeze. Everyone he knew was there. Except for. . .Ryan couldn't help but wonder if he had made a mistake. A soft, low voice interrupted his thougts. Seth stood behind Ryan, being the best man, and whispered over to Ryan.
"You sure about this man?" Seth asked.
"Of course I'm sure. I love her." Ryan returned
"Ok. I wish you the best dude."
"Thanks man. It means a lot that you support me in this." Ryan said smiling.
Then the music started. He watched everyone of the brides maids walk down the isle. They were all wearing beautiful light red dresses, with a single white rose in their hair.
Then he saw her. She really took his breath away. Everytime he saw her. With her beautiful eyes, now outlined in light pink to match the stitching on her dress. Long flowy hair. And that wonderful smile- filled with happines. The one that she saved just for him.
She was holding on to her dad's arm as she walked closer to him. Ryan looked up and down her sparkly dress. His heart was beating fast, and his stomach was doing flip-flops. But it made him feel good. He smiled at her, a pure hearted smile. She smiled back.
As she approached the alter, her dad gave her a light kiss on the cheek, and let her go. She stared into my eyes as I took her hands.
"Hey." She said quietley.
"Hi." He smiled back.
"I love you. I'm glad we're together."
"Me too."
A sudden thought popped into his head again. What if he was doing something he would regret? Maybe he should have talked to her after he left. But all that was washed away as she squeezed his hand, just to re-ashure him.
The priest started the vows, as they two almost newlyweds stared at eachother's beauty and longing for one another.
"Do you take Ryan Atwood to be your wedded husband, to have and to hold, untill death do you part?" The priest spoke cheerfully.
"I do." She said, almost through tears.
And do you take this woman, Theresa Consuelaz to be your wedded wife, to have and to hold, untill death do you part?" The priest said once again.
He hesitated for a moment. This was his wedding day, but even so, he still thought that maybe. . .just maybe she would show up. He told her that he would be back, and someday, they would be together. But no. This was it. This was going to be the rest of his life. This was his choice. No regrets. . .right? Right. He could do this. He loved her.
"I-" But before he could say anymore he heard a loud voice over everything.
"Ryan!" She shrieked. "Ryan! You can't marry her!"
"Marissa?" He asked, dumfounded.
Well, that's the beginning of my story! I know it's short, but it's one of my little 'tests' and so I mean to make them short, just to see if I should keep going. Please tell me what you think if you like my story! You know what to do my friends! REVIEW! :)
Margo
P.S. I did make up Theresa's name. I know it's gay but it's the only thing besides Lopez that sounded spanishy. And you know, we still don't know her last name. lol.
Chapter 1: Maybe that someday was today
As Ryan looked around, he was amazed by himself. That after coming here from Chino, he could actually have a good life. Sure, it had been rocky for a while, but life has it's up's and down's right? He loved this side of himself. Everything was so perfect. More than he ever thought it could be.
Today was the most important day of Ryan's life. His wedding day. A typical Newport evening. The wedding was set on the beach, in the sunset. The sky was different colors of pink and orange, much like the night he had walked on the beach with her back when they were younger. But they had grown older now. In their twentys-- so not that old I suppose. There were pink roses spread down the isle. And there was a warm ocean breeze. Everyone he knew was there. Except for. . .Ryan couldn't help but wonder if he had made a mistake. A soft, low voice interrupted his thougts. Seth stood behind Ryan, being the best man, and whispered over to Ryan.
"You sure about this man?" Seth asked.
"Of course I'm sure. I love her." Ryan returned
"Ok. I wish you the best dude."
"Thanks man. It means a lot that you support me in this." Ryan said smiling.
Then the music started. He watched everyone of the brides maids walk down the isle. They were all wearing beautiful light red dresses, with a single white rose in their hair.
Then he saw her. She really took his breath away. Everytime he saw her. With her beautiful eyes, now outlined in light pink to match the stitching on her dress. Long flowy hair. And that wonderful smile- filled with happines. The one that she saved just for him.
She was holding on to her dad's arm as she walked closer to him. Ryan looked up and down her sparkly dress. His heart was beating fast, and his stomach was doing flip-flops. But it made him feel good. He smiled at her, a pure hearted smile. She smiled back.
As she approached the alter, her dad gave her a light kiss on the cheek, and let her go. She stared into my eyes as I took her hands.
"Hey." She said quietley.
"Hi." He smiled back.
"I love you. I'm glad we're together."
"Me too."
A sudden thought popped into his head again. What if he was doing something he would regret? Maybe he should have talked to her after he left. But all that was washed away as she squeezed his hand, just to re-ashure him.
The priest started the vows, as they two almost newlyweds stared at eachother's beauty and longing for one another.
"Do you take Ryan Atwood to be your wedded husband, to have and to hold, untill death do you part?" The priest spoke cheerfully.
"I do." She said, almost through tears.
And do you take this woman, Theresa Consuelaz to be your wedded wife, to have and to hold, untill death do you part?" The priest said once again.
He hesitated for a moment. This was his wedding day, but even so, he still thought that maybe. . .just maybe she would show up. He told her that he would be back, and someday, they would be together. But no. This was it. This was going to be the rest of his life. This was his choice. No regrets. . .right? Right. He could do this. He loved her.
"I-" But before he could say anymore he heard a loud voice over everything.
"Ryan!" She shrieked. "Ryan! You can't marry her!"
"Marissa?" He asked, dumfounded.
Well, that's the beginning of my story! I know it's short, but it's one of my little 'tests' and so I mean to make them short, just to see if I should keep going. Please tell me what you think if you like my story! You know what to do my friends! REVIEW! :)
Margo
P.S. I did make up Theresa's name. I know it's gay but it's the only thing besides Lopez that sounded spanishy. And you know, we still don't know her last name. lol.