Lay Me Down

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Yes, I do I believe, that one day I will be where I was right there right next to you

It was really hard for her. It was hard for them, all of them. They were supposed to be happy but something unexpectedly happened. She cried, she screamed, she wailed, she did everything she can but it didn't brought him back.

"Now I pronounce you, husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride." 

They looked at each others eyes before they had their first kiss as a married couple. They kissed very slow, savoring the moment. Feeling the sparks when their lips touched. They were all happy, celebrating the time of their lives.

"We're married!"

She looked at their wedding photo above the headboard of their bed, the bed where they made love, the bed where they came together as one. She was numb, she wants to cry, she wants to do everything that will take the pain away but she can't. She believed that they will be laying together, next to each other but it all vanished, the dreams were destroyed and her heart was broken. 

They were happy and the next minute it was pure agony, they were severely broken, physically and mentally. There were times where she wants to be with him when they were happy but she can't.

They didn't fall out of love, it'll be easier if they just did.

She doesn't want to go but she had to. She have to face everyone where they will looked at her with pity in their eyes.

"Hermosa? There you are. My beautiful wife." His thick Spanish accent can make her day complete. Wilmer flashed her a smile before stepping out of the balcony, walking up to stood beside her.

"Hey babe. I'm sorry if I made you worried, I was just thinking." She smiled as she leaned her back against her husband's chest, feeling his heart beat inside his chest.

"You know, you'd be a great mother to our children someday," He said, wrapping his arms around her torso.

"Really?" Demi turned her heads slightly to meet his eyes. Her eyes were sparkling at the thought of having a family with him someday. 

He nodded, placing a soft kiss on her temple before whispering the words she knew. "Really."

Their dream was to have a family, a big one.

It was just 2 years before he was taken away.

She look at herself in the mirror. The black dress fits her perfectly. A soft knock on the door, brought her out of her daze for a minute. It was her mom, wearing the same dress.

"We have to go sweetie." Dianna gently said, being gentle as ever to help her mourning daughter through her hard time.

Demi shook her head, feeling the tears starts to block her eyesight. "I don't want to go. I can't."

"We have to, darling." Her mother sighed, she watched her daughter getting depressed ever since that day, she wants to do something but she cannot if Demi will not say anything.

The drive was short and she can feel herself starting to panic. She looked at her mom helplessly. "I can't do this mom, I wanna go home please." She begged, she was tired from the restless night, she was in the verge of crying and breaking down and as much as she wants to let it all out, she doesn't want to do it in front of her family and close friends.

But it was too late, they were already there. The car stopped in front of the small private chapel. Full of their family and friends. Soon, she can feel her breathing starting to be uneven.

"Breathe Demi." 

And soon enough they are making their way to the casket. With every step, it was breaking her. 

She wants to die and be with him.