Please don't hate me for this drabble, I don't know what happened to me that literally ate my brain and made me write this. If you hate the pairing let me know, but no flames!
It's been a few years since it happened, and I still can't get it out of my head. That hopeful look, those loving words, those beautiful eyes and that sweet smile; it still hunts me. I've never seen anyone that heartbroken since that day that I refused to be his girlfriend, and I refused just to protect him! Now I'm here, on an airplane to Amity Park to attend to the ceremony of the happiest day of his life.
I got to his city in a few hours; the wedding was planned for tomorrow, it was going to be the worst day of my life. I went to my father's apartment and tried to get into the idea of loosing him forever. I got up early the next day, the day when the wedding was planned for. I fixed my hair into a fancy bun and got into my light blue dress. Thoughts ran through my mind wildly, why couldn't I take the risk?
I'm a big coward.
In a little while daddy came in a tux and smiled; he said that I looked stunning. My lips couldn't find words so I just nodded and followed him into the car. We went to his house, where he was having the big party after the ceremony.
"Dad, I-I can't do it..." I sobbed softly and felt his arms around my bloated stomach.
"You have to... for the sake of his happiness." He sighed sadly. "You both made a mistake which you can't repair now."
I dropped to my knees as I let the tears wet my face and the dirt ruin my dress. "I'm so stupid! Why!?"
"God, Valerie! Get a hold of yourself! This can't be good for the baby!" He practically yelled at me as I cried helplessly. "Please, you have to learn to let go."
"I know how to let go! I let Tucker go in peace, I've suffered enough!" I yelled remembering when my husband, Tucker, died just a day after I told him about my pregnancy and it's origin. He was drunk and drove into an open rode... it was my fault. It was so sudden; I cried day and night for the loss but I wouldn't loose anymore.
Daddy sighed sadly knowing that it hurt, it hurt to see the men you love getting married with your rival since a young age. After a few awkward moments, we entered his house to congratulate them on their special day.
While dad went to see the bride I made my way to my love's room. I oppened the door and there he was, all dressed up elegantly.
"You look... handsome." I coughed out trying to be polite and hide the fact that I was jealous.
"Thanks Val, you look beautiful." He smiled happily.
It was obvious that he was happy, I should be too, but it hurt. I felt a small kick on my lower belly and smiled too. I awkwardly hugged him goodbye and when I was out of the room I cried, tears of regret. In a few moments they turned into tears of surprise when I saw her, the bride, my sdri al with a large stomach too.
"You look gorgeous, good luck!" I said quickly and didn't wait for a reply. As I ran down the stairs an arm grabbed my own. I turned around and camed face to face with Danny, my impossible love.
"What's wrong?" He asked worriedly.
"Nothing, just... tears of joy." I lied in a sigh which actually tricked him. "See ya' later."
He nodded and I made my way to the church, where people were making last minutes adjustments. An hour later the ceremony was comming to an end and was in the point where a tear passed across my cheek.
"I do." Paulina replied finally and they kissed, sealing their forever promise to be together.
All I remember was the world spinning and a huge pain. Next thing that happened was that Tucker was smiling, holding my hands and pulling me to a bright light accepting my forever apologies. I never saw my baby until today, when her time came because of a fight. She was just like her dad; stubborn, heard headed, fought ghosts and... clueless. I cried, she had those same beautiful blue eyes.
Feel free to ask what happened there, but I'm sure I won't be able to answer... I don't know either. You are free to tell me what the heck hapened there in your own words and if I like the idea I might make it into another drabble continuing this one. Remember, no flames but many reviews and to those who secretly read, thanks for reading, although a little review had never killed anyone.