The day has come. After months of preparation, pain, sweat, it's time for me to get married to an amazing man.
My father walked me down the aisle, crying a little, and to Joe. My mother was silently bawling her eyes out in her chair when everyone sat down.
Joe and I stood, side by side, waiting for the priest to tell us to recite our vows. But before that could happen, he had to ask if anyone objected to this marriage.
I silently prayed for Jason to keep quiet, but it didn't work. He objected causing my mom to faint in shock, Joe to boil up in anger with me right beside him.
Joe started towards Jason, fuming as I stood and watched in horror at the scene that was unfolding.
"Joe. Joe!" I yelled running in front of him. "He isn't worth it. Let's go."
The girls ran behind us-Hanna ready to chop his head off- when the ceiling sprinklers started to go off.
"I can't believe you would do something like this. Go to hell," I said slapping Jason and running outside to get out of the water.
The girls and Joe were the last people to leave the building, drenched. Looking around I began to cry because of how today's events went down.
Joe came and hugged me, me holding onto him with my life. When I calmed down we kissed then went to try to figure this out.
The priest said we could move our wedding outside, to finish the ceremony. We quickly agreed and started the wedding over.
It went by in a flash, because the next thing I knew I was saying, "I do."
We kissed, then went to the reception to have our party. Everyone danced, and had a great time-forgetting the earlier events in the day.
Suddenly, it was time to say goodbye to everyone again and go on our honeymoon.
2 Years Later
Joe and I just finished unpacking everything and our new house was complete. In Rosewood.
When we finished, we walked around town not sure of what to do before I meet up with the girls. We just went to the new restaurant, Radley.
I hesitated slightly before walking in and we had lunch. When we finished, he dropped me off at the brew and went to visit his parents.
Walking in, I saw Spencer already there and we rushed to each other, hugging. When we pulled away everyone else arrived, so we hugged and squealed in excitement.
We got our drinks then sat in our old spots on the couch. We started talking, Hanna revealing her fiancés name, Jordan, and Aria revealing her boyfriends name, Liam.
Then we brought up Allison and the court hearing.
"I'm not lying," I said sipping my coffee. "Not again."
"Five A free years, you guys gotta admit that felt good," Hanna said.
"What's one more lie?" Spencer asked.
We left after that, Joe picked me up and we drove home. Still can't believe that all I've ever wanted was to leave this place and now I'm living here.
After a couple hours, it was time to meet Allison at the high school. We all met up and walked into her classroom together. She practically begged us to say we aren't afraid anymore.
"Allison, she tortured us for years. Years, Ali!" I yelled. "Yeah, I'm still afraid of her."
"But you shouldn't be. She's better now, I promise," Allison responded.
"Like we should take your word? Allison she's your family of course you will say that," I said then walked out.
I'm don't lying for her. That's not who I am and I never will be again.

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Liars Best Friend
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