September Third //G.D

Twenty one

Arabella

I held my breathe as the seamstress finished doing up the corset for my dress.

"There you go" she said as she patted my back

I walked towards the mirror and looked at my reflection. The seamstress appeared in the mirror next to me as she ran her hands again the dress trying to smoothen out the fabric.

"Is the vail your mother's?"

I smiled softly "No" I responded simply as she ran the the comb of the vail through my hair and puffed up the soft white material, careful to not brush out the curls in my hair.

"You look lovely" she said as she placed some pins and extra ribbon into her bag

"Thank you" I said as she silently walked out of the room with her bag.

I stared in the mirror. A new person staring back at me.

I looked the same, but I wasn't the same person. I wasn't the Arabella Matthew was suppose to marry, I wasn't the woman Matthew loved.

I was a smarter and stronger Arabella.

I was the Arabella who loved Grayson and there was nothing that could change that.

(Play the song)

I breathed in sharply as the door opened

I turned to face the door and Grayson stood before me.

He leaned against the door frame, his gaze burning into me.

"You look stunning babygirl" he said

"Grayson, don't call me that" I snapped at him

I moved towards the couch in the room and plopped myself down.

The corset dug into my thighs a bit so I laid down and stared at the ceiling.

"What"s wrong?" Grayson asked as he sat on the arm rest of the couch

"Everything" I said as I buried my face into my hands

Grayson gently played with my hair

"You're gonna be fine" he reassured me

"Gray?"

"I love you"

"You what?"

"I love you"

"Arabella you got to stop saying that"

"I know, but every time I say it I just hope you'll say it back"

"Arabella I love you. With all my heart, but I can't so I choose not to tell you"

"Hold me" I said as a tear fell down my face

I got up from the couch and let Grayson lay down and then I laid in front of him.

He brought his hands around me.

"I don't love him" I sobbed

"shhh, you're okay" Grayson lied

I turned around to face Grayson.

I placed my hands on his chest and looked up at him.

He smiled lightly and then tightened his grip around me.

"You're gonna be okay" He repeated. And then I realized he wasn't saying it to me, he was saying it to himself.

"Gray, I love you" I said again

Grayson weakly smiled at me.

Someone knocked on the door, but Grayson and I remained indifferent.

Ethan came in and stopped when he saw us.

"Okay you know what you two got to stop pulling this crap."

Ethan picked me up and placed me on one end of the room.

He then grabbed Grayson's wrist and dragged him off the couch and out of my room.

Grayson

Ethan pulled me out of Arabella's room.

"Grayson, she's getting married you fucking idiot" Ethan yelled

"She doesn't love him"

"But she chose to marry him, so if you love her you will let her fall through with her decision. So do what's best and get out of here."

I didn't reply. I was so careless of anyone's opinion at this point. Ethan could scream at me like a million times and he couldn't force a reaction out of me. I just walked away and let go of Arabella.

Arabella

I fixed up my vail and wiped my utears. I used a cotton swab and lightly wiped away my tears, careful not to wreck my make up.

I grabbed my bouquet from the make up table and walked out of the room.

Ethan was going to walk me down the aisle.

I hooked my arm into his and he looked at me "You look amazing, Matthew is really lucky" Ethan said as the doors before me swung up.
I raised my head and plastered a false smile across my face.

I began to dreadfully walk down the aisle until I was interrupted by Grayson who rushed into the room heaving and panting as he spoke words that burned into my heart
"Arabella don't marry him"

A/N
Help me idk what to write.
4OU starts today and I'm not okay. Like I'm emotionally not prepared for what is to come.