The wedding

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Here we are. Four years later and still together. Regardless of all the other people he fucked when we were together, they were just whores', nothing different than masturbating with someone else it wasnt sex. Sex to Bryan was something more, a commitment, a connection, Love. And the fact that he did not love those whores' is the fact that I have to remember when I was not in tour with him.

BRYAN'S POV: I loved Alyssa, our love had lasted for 4 years. It was finally time, time to marry her. I walked out to the pool to see Alyssa and Aaralyn sitting at the bar area. "Hey!" "Hey babe, what are you up to?" She asked. I grabed her hand. "Aaralyn were going to go for a bit okay." I said she gave me a smirk "Oh okay you guys have fuuuun!" She said in a silly voice. I walked Alyssa to the car and she turned on the radio. "So Bryan were are you taiking me?" "You'll see my love." We drove by her old house, I saw a sad expression creep in her face. "What is it?" "I havnt spoke or seen my parents for 4 years, I wonder if they miss me." "They do!" "No they dont they left me." "They left you so you didnt have to grow up around their bullshit!" She said nothing and just relaxed. We drove to the
Small musick center that was near her house. I got on the stage and led her back. "Do u remember what happens here?" "This is were we met" "Exactly, do you remember the promise I made 4 years ago?" "Yes" I got down on one knee "Alyssa Neville, will you give me the honor of having you as my wife, to love you for the rest of my life?" She had a happy expression on her face she began to cry "Yes Bryan! I love you!" I stood up and swung her around. I gave get the ring. It was black with a red dimond.

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