Chapter 3-- The Day
The smell of roses and all the other pretty wedding flowers filled my head as I stood next to the other bridesmaids. No bloodsuckers here.
Although the leech lover was.
Da-da-da-dum. Was all I that filled my ears.
All I could see were the family and friends of Emily and Sam from all over La Push gathered in the small area of seats in the big, white corridor.
Their smiles and tears of joy as they watched Emily walk slowly down the aisle made me sick to my stomach. I was seriously debating whether I felt like I was going to throw up or not.
It didn't matter.
I wanted to be anywhere but here.
This was my most tragic nightmare.
I never looked at Sam, I hadn't the whole day. His face would definitely make me do something I'd regret.
I didn't watch Emily as she walked down the aisle either.
Look at the audience. Look at the audience. That's all I could repeat in my head.
Then, before I knew it, it was like a picture snapped and brought me back to reality.
The preacher:
"Do you take this woman to be your wedded wife? Do you promise to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her in sickness and in health, remaining faithful to her as long as you both shall live?"
No. Please, no.
Sam: "I do."
No! STOP!
"Do you take this man to be your wedded husband? Do you promise to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him in sickness and in health, remaining faithful to him as long as you both shall live?"
Emily: "I do."
I couldn't take it. Why was I here? Why did I even care? What the hell was my problem!?
My flowers dropped from my hands. I gasped.
The other bridesmaid's eyes glued to me as they watched me glare off into a no where, just searching for sanity.
I then knew that the whole audience, including Sam and Emily had their attention focused to me.
The stinging in my eyes was at its most, but no tears would come. It was like I was all out.
Silence.
I fled from the position, at which I was standing, up next to the altar, ripping the pearls and flowers out of my hair, letting my hair rest down my back, ran down the aisle and burst through the doors.
I didn't know where I was going now. What was I to look forward to as their reactions?
Did I just ruin the wedding?
It didn't matter. I didn't have to come back.
I saw trees as I continued to run outside. Lots of them. Perfect.
My dress ripped and I shook with anger and fury as I transformed into a wolf and retreated off into the woods.
Author's Note: The heat is becoming more intense by the second in the story, right? I hope you enjoy more and more the next chapter after the next. A LOT more to come. Find out what happens to Leah in the next chapter.
Thanks for reading,
Jasmine