Broken Melody; A Day In The Life Of A Dork [COMPLETED]

Broken Melody; A Day In The Life Of A Bride

okay, after this one, we're going to go backwards and to Barney's trial.
so here it is, just a little snippet of the future for Lily.
dont worry if you dont know some characters, they'll make sense next few snippets. 
xoxo
sophie 

Broken Melody; A Day In The Life Of A Bride.

The music started.

And as did my knees. Shaking uncontrollably.

The guests stood slowly, each row slower than the first. Watching them felt like I was waiting for doomsday.

The dress, my dress, shimmered likes stars as I angled myself towards the double doors. 

And my heart fluttered under the palm of my hand. Anticipating, anxiously waiting.

"Honey? Here," unaware of the panic on my face, Rose handed me my bouquet. The white lillies were so beautiful that I was mesmerised in them. I drunk in the smell of them. They calmed me down just a tiny bit, not enough to stop my head from spinning, but enough for me to grasp what was going on around me.

Beyond my train of bridesmaids, the music still played. Ivy and Eliza were assuring each other they looked great, and of course they did. Angels walking the Earth. Goddesses in silver gowns. Rose looked just a stunning, with dark ruby silk and pearly white flowers in her hair. Everything was right, just perfect.

Except for me. I was a mess.

But I didn't look like a mess. Not according to Ivy, or Eliza, Or Rose, or the mirror. I was the beautiful twenty-three year old, with hair like a midnight sky and eyes as dark as chocolate. With blushed cheeks, beautiful frame, and perfect lips. I looked like a princess, in a white dress made of lace and silk. Flowers and love. The girl with the smile of a thousand suns. I looked like I belonged. Finally.

I looked like a bride.

Someone was grabbing my hands, something was happening. All I could focus on was the humming in my ears.

"Take deep breaths," they were saying, in a sweet voice. "This is the day you've been waiting for."

Well then why did it feel like there were bricks in my stomach?

"It's Carter down there. You shouldn't be nervous about Carter."

That was the word that broke through to me. Like it always did. Carter. My sweetheart. He was waiting for me.

I took a deep breath.

"Good, Eliza and I will go first, and then you will, like we practised, remember?" My bestfriend tucked a stray bit of hair back behind my veil. i gripped my flowers tighter, my knees tighter together. My heels further into the carpet.

As the door opened, the music flowed in quicker than a title wave. Heads turned, but not at me, at my bridesmaids. Eliza straightened up and started to walk. She caught the room's attentions instantaneously, like she was always known for. Then Ivy went, and then Megan. I couldn't see beyond the first row, and even that scared me. I hated eyes, and almost one hundred guests meant two hundred eyes were waiting for me.

But my fiance was too, which made me almost want to sprint down the isle.

Rose, who was giving me away, gripped my arm and held my upright. Since i had no male to give me away, we had decided to do it a little differently. Rose was, almost, my Mother. I couldn't picture anyone better to do the job.

"Are you ready?" She whispered, preparing to move forward.

I smirked. "I was born ready."

Step, wait. Step, wait. Step, wait. I told myself, over and over again. Step, wait, step, don't fall.

I wasn't looking at the beautiful church, which was a paradise of pink and white. Flowers, vines, ribbons. I wasn't looking at guests, whose eyes were flled with tears. I wasn't looking at Rose, or Ivy or Eliza. I wasn't looking at the best man, who was a very dashing Brent. I wasn't looking at Mr. or Mrs. Jard. 

I was looking at him.

And he was looking at me.

We blocked out the entire world, the entire universe. Everything around us was a giant blur. Nothing existed, nothing breathed, but me and him. Rose slipped away from me, the room slipped away from me, everything faded.

Just Carter and I. Just us. 

The isle was too long, I had to get there, I had to get into those blue eyes. I had to be next to me, buried in him. Never before had he looked so handsome. Not at high school, at prom, at college. He had never been more handsome than he was now. He was perfect. And there for me.

There was a nudge. Rose nudged me. She was telling me to fall back into time. The music, the music was out, I had to slow down. My steps, painfully, went back to match the music of the organ behind us. Each footstep brought me closer, and closer.

I was there.

He smiled at me. Warmth circled around my veins. The pastor sighed, his eyes were loving and patient. Like he saw the magic passing between us. Everyone was smiling, I was smiling too, even crying a little. I was so happy. Rose squeezed my arm again, then looked up at Carter. She nodded, and then held my hand. She kissed it, so lightly it was just a breeze, took my flowers, and then put it into Carter's.

The moment I felt then could have lasted a thousand lifetimes, a thousand heartbeats, and a thousand more. As we stepped up the step and in front of the pastor, the only thing Ifelt was his palm. His tender, his soft, and his palm holding mine. The vows were simple, ordinary, traditional, but in their own way, beautiful. 

"Lily," he said, taking my other hand. His voice like the sweetest of songs, with a hard Australian accent. "From the moment I held this hand, I knew you were my forever. I knew you were my future. I knew that all I wanted to do was wake up in the morning and see your face, see you smile. I knew that all I wanted to do was love you."

He slipped the ring onto my finger. I blinked tears from my eyes. Then it was my turn. "You're my everything." I remembered the words I had struggled with for weeks, written on that tiny piece of paper. My vows formed in my head. "You're my paradise. You're my superman. You saved me. In every way a woman can be saved. And I'll spend eternity thanking you. I'll spend eternity loving you."

And then he was crying too. And holding onto me. Clinging. Crying.

"Do you, Carter Jard, take Lillian Rose Anderbeld to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do."

"And do you, Lillian Rose Anderbeld, take Carter Jard to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

With truth and my eternal word, I spoke the words that would bind me to him forever. That would hold our true love.

"I do."

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