AAH SECOND TO LAST CHAPTER!!
Song - Battle
Artist - Colbie Caillat
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'Battle'
"I don't care if there's snow in New Jersey! I need 500 lilies and I need them by Saturday! If they're not at that Mississippi church in four days, I will be furious!" Rachel yelled down the cell phone, before hanging up and throwing her cell phone across the divas locker room.
"Talk about Bridezilla." Mickie smirked, nudging Barbie's arm, as the two sat watching Rachel from behind a magazine.
"I hope when I get married, I never turn into that." Barbie smiled, shaking her head in disbelief.
Five months had passed since Ted and Rachel had announced their engagement, and the wedding was drawing ever closer. As Raw was in Mississippi that week, Ted and Rachel decided this would be the perfect opportunity for the wedding.
"Something funny?" Rachel looked over at Barbie and Mickie, who were stifling their giggles.
The two girls shook their heads like naughty school children.
"I think this is yours." Mickie picked up Rachel's cell phone, which was sitting by Mickie's shoe.
Rachel snatched the phone off of Mickie.
"'Thank you, Mickie'." Mickie grinned. "'How generous of you.'"
Rachel shot Mickie a look of pure evil, however before anything else could happen, there was a knock at the door.
"Come in." Mickie called, and Ted entered the room.
"What's going on, sweetie?" Rachel walked over to Ted and gave him a kiss.
It reminded Barbie of Mean Girls, when Regina was dangling Aaron right in front of Cady, right before Cady tells him his hair does look sexy pushed back.
"There's a problem with the lilies." Rachel announced.
"What do you mean?" Ted asked. Barbie had a feeling wedding planning wasn't his forte.
"The New Jersey Florists have been blocked in by snow, and they don't know if there lilies will be there by Saturday." Rachel sighed.
"Can't you get the lilies from somewhere in Mississippi?" Ted stated the obvious.
"They're not the same lilies! It has to be those lilies." Rachel shouted, picking up her cell phone and dialling.
"This is so stupid." Barbie muttered. "I'm out of here."
"Me too." Ted began walking out.
- - -
"B! Wait up!" Ted ran after Barbie as she walked down the hallway and out to the parking lot.
"What?" Barbie spun around on her heel to look at Ted.
"You're coming on Saturday, aren't you?" Ted asked.
"Are you serious?" Barbie laughed. "Ted, I wasn't invited."
"You weren't?" Ted looked shocked.
"Nope."
"I told Rachel to invite you. She was sorting out the invites and she said she'd do one for you."
"Well, I honestly think I'm the last person Rachel wants at her wedding." Barbie shrugged.
"Well, I'm going to invite you as a guest of mine."
"You really want me to come?" Now it was Barbie's turn to look shocked. "Are you sure you want me there? Wouldn't it be awkward?"
"You're very special to me, Barbie." Ted admitted. "I really want you to be there."
"Really?" Barbie asked.
"Yeah."
Barbie paused for a couple of seconds. "Alright. I'll come."
Ted began walking away, however now it was Barbie's turn to call him back.
"Ted!" Barbie called.
He turned around to look at her.
"Are you happy?"
He looked down at the ground for a couple of seconds, before looking up at Barbie and nodding.
"Then that's all that matters to me." Barbie said, before Ted turned his back and began to walk back into the arena.
- - -
"Are you okay?"
Mickie came out into the parking lot, where Barbie was sat down on a curb with her head in her hands.
"Sweetie, it's okay." Mickie sat down next to Barbie and held her best friend in her arms.
"It's not okay!" Barbie didn't even wipe away the tears that were streaming down her face. "This is almost two years of my life I've spent crying over this guy who's getting married to a girl who's trying to torture me! I can't take any of this anymore! I can't do this! It's too hard!"
"You need to tell him this, B." Mickie pulled Barbie's chin up. "You can't let him marry this girl!"
"I love him, Mickie." Barbie sobbed. "I just want him to be happy."
"You think he's happy?!" Mickie exclaimed. "Were you in the same locker room as me? That was not the face of a man who is happy in his relationship! He is as far from happy as a man can be!"
"He told me he was happy!"
"You think he's gonna tell you he's unhappy? He thinks you've moved on, and you clearly haven't!"
"I love him." Barbie repeated quietly.
"You need to talk to him." Mickie said, just as quietly.
"What would I say?"
"Everything you've just said to me." Mickie sighed. "And more."