Why can't we be together?

Invitation

**Well , i will be writing this story as a tribute to one of my closest friends. They will star as the character 'Ian Goshner' -  I am terribly sorry for any grammar mistakes , but please do not blame me , giving this is my first story. Anyways , please enjoy this story**

                        It was always the same dream , and it always ended with the same heartbreak. "Mary , lets go find Ij'Mahri* and Rebecca! "Mary's best friend Ian shouted at her , with a smile. "Alright , alright , hold your horses!" Mary said back in her usual bad tempered manner. Mary followed Ian , who was running to their friend Ij'Mahri and Rebecca. Ij'Mahri was a tall African american girl with shoulder length dreads and she always wore the same light blue hoodie. Rebecca was a short and petite Mexican-american with long black curly hair. Ij'Mahri smirked when Mary and Ian approached them.   "Hey , Mary-San! "Ij'Mahri said jokingly , quoting anime style. Mary smiled at Ij'Mahri and said before answering back. "I see your as behind me on anime as usual , Ij'Mahri-San!" Mary said back mockingly. Ij'Mahri frowned , but still ended up laughing."We'll be friend forever , right Mary?"Ian said , his voice fading. All of the sudden , Mary's alarm clock rang loudly , waking her up. When Mary woke up , she put both of her hands on her face. 'Why am I having flashbacks now?' Mary asked herself . That flashback was from her middle school years , and 13 years had passed since then. During that time , Ij'Mahri moved to Lakewood , Seattle , but moved back during her college years. Rebecca had gotten married , but still lived in the town of Wichita , KS. But worst of all , in the latest year , Ian had gotten a fiance. She was devastated when she heard the news , but she acted supportive of Ian. Ian and his fiance had been planning their wedding for 3 months. And since Mary had seen that Ian was really serious about marrying his fiance , she fell into a depression. She refused phone calls from anyone , shut herself inside her apartment , and laid in bed for most of the day.Mary groaned and swung her feet off the edge of her bed. She stood up and walked to her fridge. She put her hand over her mouth and yawned loudly. She scratched her side and opened the fridge. She peered in the fridge , looking from side to side. 'What can i eat?' She asked herself.she pulled out a carton of milk from the fridge and looked at the expiration date. It was Nov. 11 , five days from now. She opened the carton and drank from it. She closed the carton and put it back in the fridge. She wiped her mouth at the same moment her phone vibrated. Mary walked over to her phone curiously , it had been four whole weeks since she had answered her phone , she wondered who would text her knowing this. She tapped her phones screen and it turned on . When she looked at the recipitent of the text , her eyes widened. It was from Ian. She quickly gained interest and read the text. And when she read the text , her eyes started to water, She put her phone on the kitchen counter and went to get in her bed. She wrapped herself in her blanket as strangled sobs came out of her throat. She ducked her head down in her pillow  in an effort to muffle her screams. "Why?!!" She screamed , her hands tugging at her curly brown hair.

                             'Ian G : Mary , i would like to invite you to my wedding , it will be on Nov. 11th at 12:35 p.m. I hope you will be able to make it!'

The boy she had fell in love with was so oblivious , but she still loved him. After middle school , in an effort to make herself prettier , she did many things. She put red streaks in her hair , lost weight , and even changed all the clothes in her closet. When her friends found out she had changed herself , they were furious with her. All she wanted was someone she could love , and if they loved her back that made it even better. In her school years she had gotten bullied , bad. But when she was with Ian and her friends , she felt as if all the weight on her chest had been lifted. She let out another loud sob. Why did her life have to be so complicated? Why couldn't they just be together?

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------*Ij'Mahri is the same as Amari