Cries Out

Chapter 22

Above is her dress
2 YEARS LATER
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"Alasha where are you you need to get ready?" My friend Emily yells for me.

I sit in my bedroom looking at the mirror. My white dress is long and at the end it is dyed black. It goes from white to gray below my knees to black. It makes my hair and eyes noticeable.

My black hair in the front is braided back and connects with the rest of my hair which is curled and has white flowers braided into it.

The head piece drapes down over my face and I push it up so I can see my face. I look pale and scared. I look fake so I grab the wipes from my desk and while the makeup off. I then look at myself. That looks better.

My nails are painted black and have white diamonds on them. I look backup to the mirror and tears are in my eyes. I try and blink them away but they just fall and I can't stop myself fro crying.

"There you are. I have been looking everywhere for you Alasha. "Emily says as she comes to my side. "No you can't cry not on your wedding day. No way. Now dry up those years and look at me." She orders and I do so.

"Now smile. Show teeth and dimples." She says.

I laugh and then smile. "Do you really think I can do this?" I ask her.

"No I don't think so. I know so. Now sit down so I can redo your hair that you messed up." She says and I laugh and sit down.

Jakes POV

I stand there in the bathroom and look at my reflection in the mirror. My hair is combed to the side and my clothes are black with a white tie. I take off the tie. Ties are really not my thing.

I look exhausted. It's been two year since I met Alasha and just last year I proposed. I remember her crying and then shaking her head yes not being able to say yes. I put the diamond ring on her finger and then I kisses her.

Her dad says it's okay but I better not hurt her because he has five cleaned out guns ready for me. I haven't talked to my dad ever since he fired me but I don't care he never loved me anyways.

He's not going to be here so I'm happy. I hear a knock on the door and then my friend Martin steps in and shakes his head.

"Come on man. You can do this you love her don't you?" He asks me.

"Of course I love her but can I really do this?" I ask him.

"Of course you can. Just don't cry at the alter where everyone will see you because I don't think she wants to marry a baby." He says as he pats my back and laughs.

"Thanks for the vote of confidence Martin. "

"Any time buddy. Where's my wife anyways?" He asks.

"Emily I think she's with Alasha. "I say.

"Well I wonder what they are doing?" He asks me.

"I don't know." I wonder if she is feeling like me right now.

"Well I better go. Be at the alter in ten or Alashas dad will put a bullet thro you. " he says as he walks out the door.

"Wouldn't be the first time I've been hit with a bullet." I say to myself.

I look at myself one last time in the mirror before leaving the bathroom and heading towards the alter.

Alashas POV