There she was. The most beautiful girl in the world, walking down the isle... To see me, Matt Duchene.
To think, this is the day she'll be mine... Forever. She'll go from Katy Oliver, to Katy Duchene in the matter of time it takes us to share our first kiss as man and wife.
As she walked down the isle in that beautiful, white dress, my mind raced. She was perfect. Dress or no dress, make-up or no make-up; she was perfect nonetheless. I loved her. I loved Katy Oliver.
To this day, I still curse myself for ever having eyes for another woman.
Reagan, to be exact.
I was stupid and naïve to ever believe there was a girl out there that could replace Katy. Because surely, there wasn't. Not one woman on earth, could replace Katy.
She approached me slowly, a long train following behind her smoothly. A shiver ran its way down my spine as her eyes locked with mine, a sad smile creeping across her face.
She promised me she wouldn't cry.
I knew, if she were to cry, I would, too. That's just part of being one; experiencing your partners feelings.
I wasn't much of a sappy or emotional man, and it may sound strange coming from a "big-shot hockey player", but I could feel the tears burning at my eyes. She just looked so beautiful... So gorgeous... So... Perfect.
Once she had finally reached the altar, I grabbed her hand gently, earning an approving nod from her father as I did so.
She's mine now.
Her father took a seat next to her red-eyed mother in the front row, leaving only us and the priest.
As we looked into each other's eyes, I could see right through her smile.
She was nervous as hell.
Although she told me numerous times she was ready, I still knew she was nervous. As was I.
The priest said his piece, which only left us with our prepared vows. For some reason, I had a hard time getting mine right. I guessed that it was probably because words couldn't describe how much I loved Katy Oliver. She meant more to me than just a few words; she meant the whole world to me.
Katy began to speak:
Matt, darling... You're my everything. You've been there for me through everything, and I can't thank you enough for that. You're my rock; my whole entire universe. You make me feel beautiful. I am complete with you, Matt, and I want this feeling to last an eternity... Or even longer. I love you, Matt Duchene.
Not only had this brought tears to my eyes, but everyone else's.
And yes, I even caught Gabe wiping a few of those pesky tears away.
I looked to mine and Katy's parents; not a dry eye in sight. In fact, all of Katy and I's family were crying.
Happy tears, I'd hoped.
Then, there was Reagan. Her head rested upon Van's, cheating, lying, manipulative shoulder. Her eyes were beet red from crying.
Though today was supposed to be about Katy and I, I couldn't help but continue to worry about Reagan. She had no idea what an ass Van really was.
He didn't deserve her; Gabe did.
I quickly reverted my eyes to Katy's. Noticing her tear-stained face, I ran a thumb beneath her eye slowly, wiping away the tear that was about to escape down her beautiful face.
I had realized then, that they were waiting upon my vows. I cleared my throat before beginning:
Katy Oliver. My Katy Oliver. There are honestly not nearly enough beautiful words to describe how I feel about you. I guess beautiful, gorgeous, wonderful, amazing, smart, funny, and kind could suffice, but yet, you're still so much more than that. A mind that is not mine could never comprehend how much I truly love you, Katy. You and only you. You are the love of my life, and I don't have a clue how I lived twenty-some years without you. But I surely do look forward to spending the rest of my life with you in my arms.
I love you, Katy Oliver. You and only you.
My voice had broken just then, making it hard to speak. The tears fell down my face one-by-one, hitting the floor just as fast as they'd fell from my eyes.
I love you.
The priest continued.
I do.
I do.
I know pronounce you, Mr. and Mrs. Matt Duchene.
I cupped my hands around Katy's shimmering face before quickly pulling her towards me, crashing our lips together. Her arms wrapped around my body slowly, closing the gap between us quickly.
Then, a smile appeared on Katy's lips suddenly, a quiet laugh escaping her lips. I intertwined our fingers just then, as we turned to the crowd of friends and family who had came to experience this with us.
Finally...
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Hey guys!
It's a two-parter... So, please don't give up on my quite yet! I'll be sure to throw a few little plot twists and game-changers in there.
Hang in there. I hope you're all still enjoying it so far!
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