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.:Best Friend's Wedding:.
Chapter Two
The music started to play, and the people in the wedding sauntered slowly toward their respective places. Gil stood alongside his best man, listening to the first strains of music as the bride's maids slowly made their way down the aisle. But the person occupying his thoughts was not the woman who was to be his wife in a few short minutes. It was a certain strawberry blonde sitting in the back, who happened to be his best friend.
What day is it
And in what month
This clock never seemed so alive
I can't keep up
And I can't back down
I've been losing so much time
She had not come to talk to him before the wedding, but he figured she had probably just stayed with Lindsey and come out when the wedding was about to start. When he had walked out, she had just stood up, and looked about ready to leave. But as soon as the music started, she sat back down, a look of almost defeat and sadness on her face. But it was gone so fast Gil thought he must have imagined it. She had told him last night that everything was fine. So it was.
Wasn't it?
Cause it's you and me and all of the people
With nothing to do
Nothing to prove
And it's you and me and all of the people
And I don't know why
I can't keep my eyes off of you
He couldn't keep his eyes off of her. She looked amazing in the dress she wore. But then again, she looked wonderful in anything. Wait a minute. Why was he having these thoughts about Catherine? Okay, he knew why. He had always been attracted to her, but never acted on it. But why was he having these thoughts now ? At the worst time possible. When he was about to marry another woman.
All of the things that I wanted to say
Just aren't coming out right
I'm tripping inwards
You got my head is spinning
I don't know where to go from here
Gil was so confused. The sight of the woman in the long white dress stirred feelings of affection and attraction. But the feeling of being absolutely entranced in her beauty; the feeling of being so in love you felt like you were going to explode? It didn't come.
Cause it's you and me and all of the people
With nothing to do
Nothing to prove
And it's you and me and all of the people
And I don't know why
I can't keep my eyes off of you
And he knew it wouldn't. Somewhere in the back of his mind, it registered that he had felt that way before. But not with Linda. He had felt it every day for the last fifteen years. With Catherine. Catherine, his best and most loyal friend. Catherine, with her amazing smile that could make his day no matter what. Catherine, who was so beautiful; the way she knew it and flaunted it was just Catherine, and it made him love her more. His Cateherine. His Catherine, who, no matter what she did, he would always and forever love.
There's something about you now
I can't quite figure out
Everything she does is beautiful
Everything she does is right
Gil barely even noticed that he was repeating the words the preacher was saying. His thoughts were totally and completely occupied, leaving room for nothing else.
You and me and all of the people
With nothing to do
Nothing to prove
And it's you and me and all of the people
And I don't know why
I can't keep my eyes off of you
He glanced away from Linda quickly, taking in the expression on Catherine's face in half a second before turning back. She looked...plastic. Like she was not feeling anything. Not happiness, not jealousy, nothing in between. Just nothing. As he felt the ring slide into place, he suddenly realized what he had done. They had already said the vows. But he couldn't do it. He could not marry one woman he only felt a strong affection for. Especially when he loved someone else.
"If anyone has a reason why this marriage should not take place, speak now or forever hold your peace."
Gil opened his mouth to speak the words that would change his life forever.
What day is it
And in what month
This clock never seemed so alive
"I do."
But the words were not his. The voice was female.
TBC...
If I wasn't the one writing this story, I would so kill me for this cliffhanger! Wait! Don't call the real CSI yet. I was just KIDDING!