Lisa
I wake up disoriented, with my head throbbing. When I manage to fully open my eyes, I realise that the sun is just starting to come up and I'm in Nini's old bedroom. Alone.
Alarmed, I jump out of bed and open the door to peek down the hall, not hearing any whining of pipes or any signs of movement, letting me know that she's probably long gone by now.
Sick to my stomach, I take a seat on the edge of the bed, holding my head in my hands. How could I let this happen? She's getting married today for God's sake, and here I am, waking up in her old bedroom, naked... on what's supposed to be the best day of her life.
What have I done?
What happens now?
A million questions race through my head, and when I stand up, I have to sit right back down, dizzy from guilt and panic. Pushing those emotions aside, I force myself to get up and throw some clothes on. My dress shirt from last night is tattered, so I wander over to her closet, thankfully finding one of my old t-shirts that she kept in there. It fits snug now, but it will have to do.
Right as I'm about to close the closet door, my eyes catch on a small cardboard box in the back that has a heart drawn on the lid. Curiosity getting the best of me, I stoop down and grab the box, opening the lid.
My breath catches in my throat looking at the contents inside. The small box holds some pictures of us, the corsage I bought her for prom, the movie ticket stub from our first official date, some letters I wrote her, some of my old Polaroids, and other little trinkets she collected throughout our relationship. All this time I thought that I was long forgotten.
Taking a seat on the floor, I sort through it all, my heart heavy as I go down memory lane.
Oh, Nini.
With my heart racing, I jump up and race downstairs, calling out her name, but I only manage to find Judd sitting at the kitchen table with a coffee and the morning paper in his hands. I blanch, beyond embarrassed.
His brows pinch together in confusion. "Lisa, what are you doing here?"
My stomach feels sick all over again, and I awkwardly cup the back of my neck, trying to figure out a way to explain this to Judd without triggering him to go grab his shotgun.
I watch his features smooth over in realisation, and a look of disappointment etches his face. But he doesn't look nearly as disappointed as he should be. There's almost a silent understanding in his eyes, making me hate myself even more.
"Ha... have you seen Nini?" I stutter, unable to look him in the eye.
"Just left about an hour ago. Went to start getting ready." he says. Why does he sound so damn disappointed? Why isn't he angry?
"Thanks, Judd."
I rush out the back door. With my heart racing, I run the short distance to my house and jump in my truck, speeding down the road, with a pit in my stomach.
She's going through with it? She's actually still going through with it.
