• He was the one who wanted this, he was the one who asked me to take his hand and live with him until one has died. I had walked into the chapel thinking i was going to marry "The Love of My Life" but he wasn't there. I can't believe him, I thought to myself. I looked around, my family sitting there, unsure of what to do and then his side... you could tell they felt sorry for me. This was supposed to be my big day, the best moment of my life, but look at me, practically crying because of him. All of a sudden the doors flew open and there he was... totally and utterly drunk. I just stared at him, having nothing to say, but i'm sure my face said it all. He gave me a sloppy grin,"Hey babe, been waiting long? I decided I didn't want to wake up and came fashionably late." I heard some people gasp at that, but he was... drunk as anyone could ever be. "Get. Away. From me." I said, rushing past him, tears starting to slide down my cheeks. My mom got up and came to me, slightly hugging me and brought me to her car. Before we went I saw my father go up to Nate and started yelling at him, and Nate... just took it while giving him a huge smile, which pissed my dad off even more.


    Its been a week since then and I was sitting on my couch listening to the rain hit the roof of my home while drinking my daily cup of coffee. I sighed, the days seemed to be the same, on and on and on, never ending. I heard a knock at the door, and surprisingly my parents decided to pay a visit to me. "Hiiii sweety!" my mom said as she gave me a hug. "Hey there Sweetcakes." Sweetcakes... my old nickname when I was 7, I smiled at the thought,"Hey ma, pa. Whats up?" My mom looked at Dad,"Well we just wanted to come by and see how you were holding up, since... that one day..." I frowned, I told them not to mention it. As if it never happened,"Guys i'm fine, it was just a sign I guess. If that's it, now, you can leave..." My dad frowned at me," We love you Sweetcakes, we're just worried, its what parents do." "Dad, i know, i'll understand one day. But for now, just go, please. I'm sorry. Love you guys." And after a few more hugs they were gone.

    I sat back down and sighed, why did this have to happen to me, why do they have to worry so much. I heard another knock... God can't they just leave me alone. I opened the door and to more of my surprise, there on my porch, was Nate. "What... What are you doing here." He looked at me with his deep sad brown eyes,"I wanted to say that i'm sorry, that... that i'm still in love with you. Lacey, I know what you're gonna say but just know that I think you're the most beautiful person i've ever met, both on the inside and outside and that I don't deserve you, but i almost had you and I was stupid enough to let you slip away from me." I stared at him, feeling the tears come,"Nate..." Unable to finish I started to cry.

    Nate hugged me, whispering into my ear,"Hey, it's gonna be okay. Please don't cry, please. It's my fault, it wont happen again to you, I promise." He started to rock back and forth with me in his arms, trying to calm me down. It was scaring me how right this felt after what had happened,"Nate, how do I know you wont do it again, if I even le-." He covered my mouth with his hand,"Please don't say it, just give a chance, please Lacey." I looked up to him,"I love you Nate." He stared at me wide-eyed, and began to smile,"I love you Lacey." And he hugged me. After a while I pushed away and looked at him with my serious face,"But if you ever try to pull something off like that again... I swear..." and shook my head. He laughed then pulled me in for another hug,"I promise."