Part five

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I take the microphone from his hands regretting not trying to run away earlier. I smile while tears are rolling down my cheeks. She, the one who everybody calls a witch behind her back, smiles with victory in her eyes, I hate her.

I start my speech, and I try to be happy for them but I really can't. Halfway thru my speech I choke on my own tears. I clear my throat, and I stop saying the lies that would make them happy. I deserve to be happy, don't I? I look around, and everybody is waiting for me to continue.

"We used to watch this movie all the time, and is painfully funny how similar the situation is. I have to give a speech about true love and how I know somewhere deep in my heart that you two are meant to be, but you are not. I can't lie, and I won't lie to you," he looks at me surprised of what I had just said, and his fiancé looks at me like she is about to kill me and she probably is planning to do so. Right now is the right time to run, but I have never been a fan of running. "*You deserve someone who loves you with every single beat of their heart, someone who thinks about you constantly, someone who spends every minute of every day just wondering what you're doing, where you are, who you're with, and if you're OK. You need someone who can help you reach your dreams and protect you from your fears. You need someone who will treat you with respect, love every part of you, especially your flaws. You should be with someone who could make you happy, really happy, dancing on air happy*, and if you can look at me in the eyes and tell me she is the one I'll stop and leave both of you alone, but I'm your friend and I know she is not the one you love..."

** She was quoting "Love, Rosie". Watch the movie, and cry a little, eat donuts and be happy. I heard it is good for your health doing this once in a while.

Love,  Andria & Anna.

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