"Stop! Stiles, I was wrong. I should've not let you go so easily like that. I'm sorry, I love you Stiles. I always have."
Is what I would've said if I was brave enough. But of course, I'm not. As I saw Malia walk down the isle with her beautiful white long mermaid cut dress, a soft see through fabric covering her face but you could still see her smiling through it, a tear streamed down my face. I immediately wiped it away so no one notice but I think he saw it.
Stiles, he glanced at me with his guilty expression. I caught his glance and sad smile at him. I could see his arms and legs wanted to move towards me but he stopped knowing he will ruin the wedding by doing so. I smile again then look away from him.
Malia holds Stiles' hands as she arrives at her position. It took seconds until Stiles snapped out of his fantasies. The wedding is a full of blurry vision and unclear speeches as I was so sorrow and sad inside. But when they're about to say their I do's.
"Do you, Malia Elizabeth Tate, take Miecyzslaw Stilinski as your husband to spend your eternity with?" The priest look over at Malia.
"I do." She said excitedly.
"And do you, Miecyzslaw Stilinski, take Malia Elizabeth Tate as your wife to spend your eternity with?"
"I-"
He glanced over at me who's a mess. I looked up and by not realizing, more tears fell down. I aggressively wiped them away and pulled on a fake smile. It was so fake, he could even tell. But I guess he walked pass through me and say,
"I do."
"Then I may announced you as husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." He smiles.
I kept looking up at him as the crowd already clapping their hands, cheering for the newly wed. I could see his hesitation when they're about to kiss but he did it anyway but it was a short kiss. It was not even a kiss, it's a peck, leaving Malia with a huge question mark.
They both walked down the isle, holding hands. Stiles grips his tux as he walks.
As they're about to go into their limo to their hunny moon, all of the guests gathered outside to watch them ride off to the sunset. Malia throws her bouquet to the crowd. And of course, it landed on me. The whole crowd turn their backs to look at me, they're clapping, they're laughing, they're .. happy. And me? I looked like a mess.
I don't know how this happened but one by one, tears started to stream down my face. And all of them saw it, even Stiles. I covered my eyes with my right arm, dropping the bouquet on the ground and ran off deeper and deeper into the forest. I could still hear the crowd gasping when they saw me cry. That was embarrassing.
I sat alone at a huge tree stump, both hands covering my face. Mascara all over my face but I don't care. I just wanted to be alone, to be far far away from people.
Why? The first time I met him, I wouldn't think he would meant so much for me. Years and years he's been fighting for my love, I deny him. I can't get myself to admit that I love him, I love him, I love him. And when he coupled with Malia, I get jealous.
What the fuck, Lydia! Stop being such a crybaby! Stop it! Stop.. stop it.
Hands all over my face trying to be a whole again but failed. Everytime I tried to get up, the memories of me and him keep coming again. Because everytime I stand back up again is because of him. He make me a whole. It's probably cheesy but who cares? It's all in my head. Nobody could hear me.
I'm alone, like I always have been.
{ Author's Note }
How did you guys like it? I have a question for you all! Would you prefer happy AUs or sad AUs? I'm curious.
Hearts, M. ⭐
