Behind Blue Eyes

The Wedding: Part Two

Katy Duchene had a nice ring to it.

Katy Duchene. Katy Duchene. Katy Duchene.

I repeated it multiple times in my head, trying to comprehend it all.

I'm married to the best girl in the world.

Who would've thought, I'd be settling down at the young age of twenty-four? Who would've thought I could've found a girl as perfect as Katy.

Katy Duchene.

I just couldn't seem to wrap my head around it. It was just too surreal.

And just like the wedding ceremony, the reception was nice, too.

Katy and I were welcomed into the hall with open arms and smiles on everyone's faces. The room filled with applause as they announced Mr. and Mrs. Duchene.

Who would've thought?

Our first dance as a married couple was just as amazing.

We stood in the middle of the dance floor, just staring into each other's eyes - me, mesmerized by her beauty.

Then, the music began to play.

Katy placed her hand in mine, as I pulled her closer.

The smell of her perfume filled up my lungs instantly.

I looked down into her eyes as she looked up into mine. There was a sudden shiver that was sent down my spine as we continued to sway throughout the dance floor.

The minutes we danced together felt like only seconds; it passed by so quickly. Just like the years I had spent with Katy.

It was hard to believe I had already known her for over five years.

The dance came to an end suddenly, causing a saddness to flood throughout my body. I just wanted to hold her in my arms forever.

Luckily, I could.

Katy was mine forever, and that had finally set in. After months and months of planning our big day, it had finally hit me.

Like a bus.

We didn't even need a wedding to be happy. Whether or not we were together by law, I knew we'd be together forever. We didn't need our names beside each other's on some legal doccument.

All I really needed was her to be happy.

We took a seat at our reserved seats, near the front of the hall. I took a look to my left, only to see Gabe awkwardly sipping at his wine, trying to ignore everyone's exsistance.

I knew he was still mad about his run-in with Reagan.

Then, to my right was Katy. I took a peek around her, only to meet eye-to-eye with Reagan.

Her face and eyes full of saddness.

I wasn't really sure why she was sad... She was the one who turned Gabe down. She was the one who chose Van.

I was just hoping the wedding could smooth things over between the two.

Looks like that never happened.

As the night progressed, Katy and I had shared multiple dances. Along with Van and Reagan.

Though, I couldn't help but notice Gabe. Not once did he move from his spot. A flock of girls even offered to dance with him, but he turned them down every time.

On nights like these, I really did wish I had never met Regan LeBeau.

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With the constant saddness that this night contained, it became harder and harder to enjoy myself. On my own wedding day, I suffered. It was only ten, and I alread wanted to go home.

All I wanted was for Reagan and Gabe - my two best friends - to pretend to be friends. Just for me. Just for tonight.

My wish was finally granted an hour later, as the reception had came to an end.

It was clear Katy was over it, too. Lately the baby had been quite the challenge for her.

Once all the guests had left, the only people left were Katy, Reagan, Van, Gabe and I.

I'd be lying if I said it wasn't awkward.

We all said our goodbyes, then. With the exception of Reagan and Gabe. And soon, Katy and I were left alone.

Finally.

I enveloped her into a bear hug, resting my chin upon her head. I could feel her pull away then, holding out a hand for me to grab. She squeezed mine once as we made our way out of the building after one hell of a night.

For the first time ever, as Mr. and Mrs. Duchene. And there wasn't a feeling better than that in the world...

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Terrible chapter, but whatever. I'll be returning to Reagan and Gabe's POV's in the next few chapters!