Song recommendation: Dynasty by miia
Enjoy✨"I loved him, how can I forget him after everything we have been through?"
"It's the easiest thing to do y/n"
" You are just making things harder for yourself. Remember how he hurt you. He doesn't care! Let him go."
"How could you say something like that! He didn't mean to do it, he was forced to."
"He still did it."
I cried for countless nights as my best friend tried to "help" me get over my boyfriend who left to marry a girl he barely knew. His father made him do it, but she just won't listen. I still love him no matter how many times I replace it with the past tense verb. I mean we have been dating for 5 years. No one could ever let go of someone that fast.~time skip~
It's been a year now and I was getting ready for his wedding. Can you believe it the girl he said he was going to marry is going to be his best man at his wedding? I couldn't help but laugh at the thought of all this. I had never met the girl so I was happy to finally see if she would be the one for him. It was hard at first, but after a while we grew to realize business is business at least in this case. To be honest I didn't believe it at first, but he did and if he was happy with it so was I. I just wished he could've fought harder for us. Everyday I wonder why he didn't but I know I shouldn't care for that now because what is done is done already. I stood next to him as he looked back at him for reassurance. I gave him a slight nod with a smile on my face to tell him everything would be ok. I thought so too until I saw the girl he was about to marry. I couldn't believe it the girl that told me I could talk to her about anything. The person who tried to council me while I was processing my breakup was marrying my ex-boyfriend. All of this happened and I just stood there as they said their vows. When time came to say objections I was going to open my mouth to say something, but i then felt a warm touch on my shoulder. It was his older brother looking at me with his eyes filled with pity. My eyes began to well up with tears as I stayed shut waiting for the wedding to end so I can go home and forget about all of this.

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Diversos~drabbles of anything~ Testing out new genres of writing:) TW: murder, death, suicide. If there are more it will be added in the beginning of the chapter.