Broken//Dylan O'Brien

Chapter Twenty Five

Chapter Twenty-Five

Epilogue, Last Chapter.

Dylan

2 Years Later.

Today is the day, the day that Azalea and I finally get married. She has made me wait a whole year since I proposed.

It has seemed like a decade.

I felt a slap on my shoulder, I was looking in the mirror so I knew it was Tyler. Also my best man.

"Hey buddy, do you know what today is?" he asked me. I couldn't help but laugh.

"My wedding day." I told him.

"Azalea looks so beautiful. You are gonna lose your shit when you see her." he said.

"She always looks beautiful, I don't doubt it." I told him as I turned away from the mirror and headed for the door.

"Are you ready?" I asked him.

"I was born ready." he said.

"Let's go marry your sister." I told him.

"She's not really my sister."
"Might as well, you both are sarcastic as hell."

"Dad is walking her down the isle." he said.

"John is, not Charles?" I asked him as we walked up to where the preacher was.

"Yes, I think that's what she wanted. Charles is in the pew, with Stella and Avery. I think that's their names." Tyler said.

"Yeah, they are some nice people." I told him.

Azalea

"I am so nervous." I told Zee, as Seana walked in.

She was about 6 months pregnant, her and her husband sure were busy. They had 4 kids already, 5th on the way.

"Honey, don't be nervous. That guy out there is literally so in love with you, it's almost ridiculous."

"I know, I know." I told them.

As soon as I said that I felt very vomit, I ran to the bathroom in my room and threw up.

Good thing I only had my undergarments on and not my actual dress.

"Aunt Aza, Aunt Aza!" I heard Sage say to me, I was still sitting on the floor.

"Sagey, I missed you." I told her. She then sat on the floor with me.

"Are you sick, Aunt Aza?" she asked, seeming very concerned.

I smiled at her. "No baby, just nervous. Today I marry a really handsome guy." I told her.

"What about Uncle Dyl? He was so nice." she whispered to me, almost not wanting anyone to hear.

I couldn't help but laugh.

"You are silly Sagey, it is Dylan." I told her.

"Good, I really like him." she told me.

"Is everything good in here?" Avery asked

I smiled at her, "Perfect." I answered.

Sage ran to her mom and I got up and walked back into the room and put my actual dress on.

Seana, Zee, Avery, and Elise were all in here in their gowns as well.

"You guys all look so beautiful." I told them and then I started crying.

"What are you doing A, you are gonna ruin your makeup. Let's go before Dylan thinks you are standing him up." Elise said.

"Okay, okay. Zariah goes, then Avery, then Seana, then Elise." I told them.

"We know." they all said in unison. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay mommy has to go, stay with Auntie Azalea. Listen to what she says." Avery told Sage and kissed her on the forehead.

About five minutes later I was waiting for Elise to go down the isle so I could tell Sage to drop her flowers, she was our little flower girl.

"You look so pretty Aunt Aza." Sage told me. I smiled at her.

"Thank you baby, you too."

"Okay Sagey, it's time. Now drop your flowers in your basket down the isle until you get to mommy. Then go sit by daddy, he is saving you a seat." I told her. She smiled at me and nodded her head.

John was by my side, asking if was ready.

"I think? I am really nervous." I told him.

"Don't be, Dylan is a great guy. You two have been attached to each other since you met him. I promise he is the one." he said.

"But if you change your mind, I will totally take you anywhere you want." he said.

"Don't be silly dad, I love Dylan. I wanna marry him. Let's go." I told him.

"If you wanna back out there is an exit right over there." he said and pointed to the door.

I just smiled and heard the music which was my sign that it was time to go.

"Too late, let's go." I told him.

Then the doors opened and I saw Dylan. He looked beautiful, per usual.

Before I knew it, I was standing side by side to Dylan and we were both saying "I Do" and then everyone was being rushed to the wedding reception party. Dylan and I were dancing.

"I can't believe we are finally married A." Dylan whispered to me.

"I have something to tell you Dyl." I told him.

"What is it babe?" he asked me.

"I'm pregnant, 6 weeks yesterday."

He smiled and kissed into my neck.