Remenissions (Avenged Sevenfold)

Chapter 69

Lana's POV

This whole wedding was stressing me out. I wasn't entirely sure what the problem was, but I kept crying at inappropriate moments. If I wasn't careful, my make up would be ruined before the ceremony.

I think my problems was stress and not the stress of this wedding, I was reliving that day, Matt and Courtney's wedding and it was like I was doing it all over again. I kept reminding myself that Matt loved me, but I was really on edge and I kept finding myself bursting into tears.

Like now, Marty was standing in front of me, in her wedding dress and she looked beautiful, perfect. I looked at her and started crying again.

"Lana what is it? What's wrong?" She asked, looking as stressed as I felt.

"You look so beautiful." I cried hugging her.

"Thanks Lana, I'm glad you're here." She said, hugging me back.

I pulled back and looked at her. She was so beautiful in her strapless dress, her blonde hair swept up on her head, curled, make up perfect. I was jealous, I would never look as good as her, never in a million years and that made me start crying all over again.

"Come on Lana." Marty said, dabbing at her eye's with a tissues. "Let's go."

We checked ourselves out in the mirror one more time and I was disappointed with what I saw. My dark hair was down, it was curled, but it just looked so plain. The dress we'd picked had looked so nice when I'd first tried it on, now it looked horrible and I felt bad, I felt I was letting Marty and Brian down with my plainess, I was worried I might ruin the photo's.

"Lana?" Marty said cocking her eyebrow's at me. "Are you okay?"

I glanced at her, then back at the mirror. "I don't look right." I told her and I didn't, I just looked fucking horrible. Matt should have married Courtney, she was an attractive girl, I was not.

"Lana." She said grabbing my arm. "You look beautiful, now please can we go, I really want to get married."

I nodded, grabbing my bag. The ceremony was being held in the grounds of the resort and Marty's father was meeting us downstairs.

We rode down I the elevator silently, Marty clinging to my arm, me asking myself what the hell was wrong with me. Where were these thoughts coming from? It had to be the wedding, making me emotionally vulnerable.

I never cried in front of anyone, and here I was blubbering all over the place.

Marty's dad was waiting for us and as soon as Marty saw him she started crying and I was digging around in my bag, looking for tissues. God we were a mess.

"Let's go ladies." Her father said and I followed behind them as we made our way out into the garden where the ceremony was being held.

"Okay." Marty said turning to me. "This is it Lana. Are you ready?"

Was I ready. No. I wanted to turn around and run away. I did not want to walk down that aisle, having everyone looking at me, I didn't want to do this at all.

I took a deep breath as the music started and I noticed my bouquet was shaking. Jesus Christ, I didn't think I could do it, I could not walk down that aisle.

"Lana." Marty hissed. "Go."

Oh god, I didn't want to.

Suddenly I felt a shove in my back and I was standing at the beginning of the aisle. Everyone was sitting there looking at me, and Brian and Matt were standing at the front, looking at me.