The Bully I Fell In Love With (boyxboy)

wedding bells and happy tears

 The four weeks leading up to the wedding were frantic ones and although Ross had insisted of taking care of the organising, I still had some involvement. However, it mostly involved agreeing to what ever it was Ross had come up with, the venue, the flowers, foods they would be eating. Sometimes some of the suggestions Ross suggested made me thing that it would have been exactly as Jessica would have wanted but when I thought about it I would start crying and Ross was always so patient and clam with me. He would hold me when I felt low and tell me that everything was going to be alright. I knew he was right but still the hole in my heart was going take a long time to heal.

The night before our wedding I set me alarm to get me up early. My mom had arranged a trip to the hairdresser to get out hair done before the wedding in the afternoon. Dad and I were getting ours cut and neatened up while my mom was getting her hair styled. One I was in bed and laying in my dark room I suddenly begun to realise that by tomorrow I was going to be married. Never would I have thought something like this would ever happen to me and then never would I have thought I would loose my best friend. Tears fell down my face and a mixture of fear, anxiety, sadness and excitement pulsed through my body. It was going to be a big day tomorrow and I really hoped I would get enough sleep to enjoy it.

Sending a pray to Jess up in heaven and asking her to watch over me so nothing went wrong. I also sent a text message to Ross, ‘Goodnight my sweet love, see you tomorrow at the alter, love soon to be Mr Earn.’ Mr Earn, I was going to become Ross’ husband and take his family name as my own. It just felt right that I take his name in marriage. It only took several second later for a message to be sent back from Ross, ‘Love you with all my heart soon to be Mr Earn. Get your beauty sleep and I’ll see you tomorrow.”

I smiled at his message and putting my phone away I rolled over in bed and closing my eyes tried to find sleep.

When the alarm went off in the morning I woke and immediately knew I had not got enough sleep but jumping out of bed I quickly forgot as I remembered I was getting married today. I headed towards the kitchen first to find mom and dad getting breakfast ready.

“Good morning sweetheart, how did you sleep?” My mom asked me.

“Not too good, I was too excited to sleep.”

My father laughed and replied, “You mother was the same.”

When I looked over at my mom she did look tired and she smiled at me and said, “Nothing a good hair do and make up cant fix.”

Spending the morning with my parents was incredible, they made me feel like a prince, and they pampered me over breakfast. At the hairdressers I was again treated like royalty and the young tanned skinned women who cut and styled my hair was so nice and friendly. We chatted about Ross and our wedding and she was so envious; it made me so happy that everyone was so supportive of our relationship. After dad and I waited around for mum’s hair to be finished we all went out for an warly lunch before going back home to get ready.

Back in my room I stared down at the white suit laid out on my bed. Jess had wanted me to have a white wedding and looking at the beautiful suit before me for the first tie that day I felt the tears fill my eyes as I realised Jess would not be with my on my special day. She was going to be standing there with Ross and I as we got married. I was still standing beside the bed when my dad came possed to see how I was getting on.

Wrapping him arm around my shoulders when he saw my tears he said, “Hey now, everyone get a little nervous on their wedding day.”

“It’s not that dad.” I told him.

Dad gave my shoulders a squeeze and said, “Jess won’t miss your wedding son, I truly believe she will be watching.”

“Thanks dad.” I quietly told him.