Welcome To My Truth
Chapter 54: Wedding Bells, Pt. 2
A/N: This is the edited version, because the other one didn't upload correctly. Thank you Dragulyn Satona for pointint that out for me!
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"Please Welcome, Mickie James and Randy Orton!" the DJ had announced, as the two came through the curtains together.
Ashley didn't tell me they would announce us too. I just thought we would go out there, and dance. That's it.
Instead of linking arms with Tyler, I was currently speaking with Alexa. My turn wasn't until five pairs.
"I swear, I don't think I will be able to top this Wedding," she laughed.
"When is it?"
"New Years Eve, of next year."
"Will I be the maid of honor?" I hopefully asked, receiving a positive answer, "That's so exciting!"
She nodded, before grabbing onto Mike's arm, "See you out there!"
Sighing, I went back to my spot, the same time Tyler did. He glanced at me, my eyes averted to a different area.
"You..." He started, but stopped himself.
Shaking my head, I peered up at him, "Whatever."
Tawny was patrolling the lines, and she eyed me. My arm linked with Tyler's, hopefully for the last time. I could hear the cheers and hollers from the other side of the curtains.
"Please Welcome Hayden Cena and Tyler Orton!"
And, we appeared through the curtain, our smiles much bigger than before. The spotlight hit us, as we walked toward where the other pairs went. Then, the drum-roll began.
"This couple is the top one at this whole party. Please raise your voices high, and give this couple a great show of compassion. Please Welcome, Mr. John Cena, and Mrs. Ashley Cena!"
They appeared through the curtain, and it was like we were in at Wrestlemania. Everyone was going insane, cheering for the newlywed couple. My father had never looked so happy, actually he has. The day he picked me up from the airport, four years ago. Okay, that's besides the point.
Of course, our dance was up first. Ashley and my dad wouldn't join us, their first dance was last. Tyler and I faced each other, his hand touched my lower back, and my hand rested on his shoulder.
"You look beautiful." He complimented, a hopeful smile on his face.
My blue eyes burned holes into him, therefore, his smile disappeared.
The song began, it was a slow rhythmic, almost like a ball-room waltz. He led, his eyes were on me the whole time. I bit my bottom lip, trying to avoid any awkwardness. The only sound you could hear was the music, and the occasional 'AW!'
I had to admit, Tyler did look gorgeous. He barely wore suits, and when he did, I would always tell him he looked so cute. Now, it is like I am afraid to say it. My feelings for him are supposed to fade away, because of all the anger and pain he has caused me. There was still that anger in me, and just looking at him, made me feel the urge of smacking him.
"Hayden," he said my name, grabbing me out of the trance I had created. I have a new talent: Dancing, without paying attention.
I didn't say anything.
"Have you thought about last night?"
Nada.
"I'll do whatever it takes."
Negative.
Then, as the music slowly faded, and the thunder of claps filled the huge party room, and Tyler kept his arm around me.
"Let go," I sharply stated, as my arms tried to pry his off of me. With just a bit of hesitation, he let go of me, and I quickly escaped the dance floor.
The chorus of Awes continued. I took a bow, and move to the other side of the room. I missed him, and still loved him. I can't deny it. My eyes traveled to the dance floor, and noticed Ashley and her father dancing to the traditional, father/daughter dance. It was so adorable. I knew, one day, my father and I would dance that very song, on the day of my Wedding. Who knows when that will be. Lastly, my father and new step-mother stepped into the center of the dance floor, and got into there positions.
I knew exactly what there song was: Won't Let You Fall by Fergie. It was the first song they ever danced to. I thought that was pretty romantic. The night would be lively, and I knew once the major dances were done, everyone would set out to the dance floor.
Taking a seat at one of the tables, I took off the heels, and placed on my gold flats. Alexa had already reached the dance floor, dancing with Mickie, Maria, and the other divas. The guys were already diving into the food, and I could see from a distance, the huge cake they had gotten. It was calling my name, it looked delicious.
"HAYDEN!" My mother called from the Dance floor, "Come Dance?!"
I shook my head, "Not yet!"
She simply nodded, her arms wrapped around Gavin's neck. Aiden was at the little kids' table, talking with Aurora and Liana. My brother was putting on his charm, the two girls were laughing. It was so cute!
"Hey," I felt a light tap on the shoulder, and turned around to see Cody.
"Cody, what's up?!" I asked, as he took a seat next to me.
"Nothing, I was just on the dance floor," he smirked, "Why aren't you out there?"
"I don't like the song," It was a simple answer.
"Oh, I see. By the way, you look very beautiful."
"I've heard that once or twice," I giggled, "So, are you having fun so far?"
He nodded, "Of course. This is the party of the year, well, I guess.. Wedding of the year."
"Wait until Alexa and Mike's Wedding."
He took a sip of his drink, and held his hand out, "C'mon, let's get on the dance floor."
"Code.."
He just tugged my hand, and led me to the floor. In no time, the two of us, along with many others, swayed to the upbeat music playing.
This was much more enjoyable than the previous dance.
"Ready.. One, Two, Three!" Ashley screamed, before throwing the bouquet. The lucky catcher: Ms. Mickie James. She would be the next to get married. I have a feeling it will be with a certain Legend Killer. The reception, over-all was awesome. The downside? My feet were killing me. I had danced so much, and walked table to table, that I just had to take a seat for a half and hour.
Everything was done. We had eaten that delicious chocolate cake, and my father did the most bothersome thing. Well, it is a tradition, but I think it was bothersome. With his teeth, he pulled off Ashley's garter, and flung it to the single men. Jeffery caught it, which was pretty neat. He did his dance, entertaining the others. He would be the next to get married also, I just wonder to who.
"Dad," he had taken the seat across from me, "Dad."
He looked over at me, and smiled.
"Yes, babygirl?"
"How are ya?" I asked with a hint of laughter, "I haven't seen you since our entrance, and well, since the last dance we did together."
He smiled, "I'm having a great time, Are you okay?"
"You can say that."
"Good, and I just wanted to thank you," he continued, "For helping me out whenever Ashley and I had a problem. If it wasn't for your advice, who knows what could have happened."
As I was about to answer, someone stopped me.
"Excuse me," a familiar voice created a silence, "I need to make a speech."
My eyes glanced at the dance floor. The only person standing there was Tyler, a mic in his hand.
What the hell?
"Okay, so, we are all here to witness the happiness of the Newlyweds. However, before this awesome Wedding, the couple was in denial about there feelings. John and Ashley met in 2005, that's when Ashley won the Diva Search. The two hit it off great, they clicked instantly, and ended up becoming the best of friends. My dad, could tell John had developed feelings for Ashley. He never stopped talking about her, and even talked about her in his sleep..."
The crowd laughed.
"But, John denied it, and said he had no feelings for her in that way. Ashley was the same way, she was stubborn. She didn't admit to her feelings, although you could tell she truly wanted to rip John's clothes off. After denying their feelings for so long, the two decided to let it all out, and confess their unconditional love for each other. It was corny, and romantic all at once. Of course, this couple didn't go through their relationship all smiles. They had fights, and have gone through the common obstacles. Relationships are not perfect, therefore, they needed to work through the huge obstacle, and get over it. The fighting, and obstacles only made this couple stronger, and closer than ever. Sometimes, in order for a relationship to work, you need to realize that it can't be perfect. John and Ashley understood that, and the love they shared for each other never stopped. They were meant to be together, and that was all that mattered. If they still had that same unconditional love for each other, then, they could get through anything. Both made mistakes, and admitted to it. No one is perfect, and if you really love that certain person, then you would forgive them for the mistakes. John and Ashley, I'm glad you two have overcome all the obstacles, and still managed to get married. I guess, the love you two shared was enough to keep the relationship intact. You both are awesome, and I hope the future holds great things for the both of you. Maybe, I'll have the same luck you two had..."
I knew exactly who he was directing his statements to. And, I must say, it was one of the best speeches I have ever heard.
From the way he spoke, and the look in his green eyes, I could tell he was speaking from the heart.
He gave the Mic back to the DJ, and the sound of music blared through the speakers. However, it wasn't just some random song, it was our song. That's When I Love You By Aslyn, played, and the couples went up to dance.
I sat back, shaking my head in amazement. He was in the middle of the dance floor alone. My dad motioned for me to go over there, he knew I really did want to. On the contrary, I wasn't going to give iether of them the satisfaction. Instead, I grabbed the Pina Colada sitting on the table, and took a huge sip of it. The music was going rather slowly, and suddenly, a hand stuck out in front of me.
Tyler's fingers combed through his brown locks, "It's our song."
"I know," I told him, staring at him with a weak grin.
"Dance with me," he bit his lip, "Please."
I looked down at his hand, then back up at him. There was nothing else to do, I couldn't resist the offer. Avoiding him wasn't working out to my best advantage. My hand touched his, and he led me to the dance floor. We were in the same position as before. His eyes locked on me, as I tilted my head in slight annoyance. We swayed to the music, and the lyrics sank through my mind.
Here's my promise made tonight
You can count "on" me for life
That's when i love you
"I'm really sorry," he told me, "I know you said it won't make a difference, bu-"
"You were right," I interrupted his sentence, "People do make mistakes. And, I know you made one, you're only human. But, it doesn't cover the fact that you cheated on me. You're a jerk, an asshole, a lint-licker, every word that describes scum in the dictionary..."
He simply nodded, and tightened his grip on my hand. The pain came through my stomach once more, this dance was different. It wasn't forced, instead, it was his idea. He wanted to come up here, and try to speak with me again.
"I know, I deserve that. Hayden, I truly am sorry. I didn't mean for that to happen. I love you..."
This is going to hurt.
"I know," I started, my hand reached for his left cheek, "But, I think we need to just stay friends."
"Friends?"
"Exactly," I nodded, "Tyler, I don't know if I can ever trust you, and I feel like if I let you back into my life in that way again, you're going to hurt me. I don't want to get hurt again, especially by you. If we stay friends, we can move on with our lives, and really find the person we're actually meant to be with. Because, as of that night you first began having for romantic rendez-vous' with Roxanna, it proved we really aren't meant to be together. It proved there was something missing in our relationship. We're just two people who thought we would end up together forever because of our past history, and parents' friendship. Friendship is the best way out of this, I can be your friend, best friend even. I just can't be your girlfriend."
"You're wrong, Hayden," he shook his head, not accepting my solid explanation.
Then, he pulled me off the dance floor, and led me to the outside of the party room. Suddenly, I found myself standing outside, in the mid-humid weather. It was dark, and the only light was the street light, and the stars above.
"I want you to be my girlfriend. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. If it weren't for being so young, I would ask you to marry me right now. Everything that has happened to us is for a reason. And that is, to see if our relationship is strong enough to handle these situations. We're meant to be together. We've liked each other since we were fourteen Hayden."
"Ty, this isn't a fairytale, nor a love movie. We're not going to be the two childhood friends who magically fall in love through their lifetime, and get married. This is real life, and in real life, people screw up, and love, well, it's not what it's made out to be in the movies. In love, you get hurt, and it just fucking sucks. When love is over with someone, then, you need to move on. Our love is out Tyler. You know it, I know it. It's over, Ty."
"No, it's not. You're denying your feelings Hayden. I get this isn't a love movie, but why can't it be a fairytale happy ending? Our fairytale happy ending, where we get married, have kids, and grow old together? That was the plan, and I want to go through with that plan.... I know it's going to be hard, but I want to work on it. I need you in my life Hayden..."
The tears fell from my eyes, partly from the pain, and because of the things he was saying. I knew that was the plan, I had thought about it several times. Everyone said we were going to get married, it was pretty much a done deal.
"Tyler, we just can't. It's not going to work out...."
"You love me don't you?"
I continued crying, the mascara ran down my cheeks like bullets.
"Say it..." he continued, "Tell me the truth, do you love me?"
"Yes, I love you." I sobbed, and with the pad of his thumb, he wiped away a couple of the tears. He brought me into his arms, as my hands rested on his chest.
"Then, we can get through this. I love you too, and I know, with that, we can get through anything."
"That's not the point," I continued, "It's just not going to work Tyler. Love isn't enough to keep us together."
"Give me one reason why," he demanded, "Because, I can't think of any."
"Because...." I let go of his grip, and now, I was no longer in his arms, "I've been traded to Smackdown."
And the music stopped, and that's when, I believe, I crushed his world.
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