The Wedding Disaster

Sawyers POV

        The bchelor party was a blast. All up and unil Tyler got drunk. That man cannot handel more than just two drinks worth of alcohol.He really needs to learn how to hold it down. He was up on tables dancing th night away like he was Beyonce or something. It was so embarassing to see him that way. But i love him, he basically raised me and my little brother. And for that i am greatful, but i wish he would get off the table and control himself.

        It was geting close to the wedding time and i knew that if i was late Jane would have my head, so i told tyler that it was time to stop drinking and time to get dressed. He freaked out! he told me that i shouldnt and can tell him when he has had enough. It was his decision. But, i told him that it was my wedding so i had the say in wether he showed up completely drunk or not, and i know Jane. She would be PISSED if she had shown up and he was drunk. So i took the alcohol away. threw it off the balcony of our little cottage, and risked losing him as a friend. That sokay though, cause he had ran to the bathroom to throw up. i just hope he will be fine enough to be at the wedding and be normalish.

        As the time slowly ticked on i waited long and hard for the moment when my beautiful wife would walk throught the trees and marry me. But, with an hour away i could wait. I was in the limo when it realy hit me that i was no longer Mr. Sawyer Hartman. I was Mr. Jane and Sawyer Hartman. That to me was crazy. 

        Asi sat dwelling in the car i remembered when i was a kid my mom used to say " Sawyer you are never gong to get married if you keep eating with your mouth open like that. Your never going to get a wife if you smell like that. How do you xpect to ever get married if you never shave?" and here i am. No "PLEASE MARRY MY SON" billboard needed. just a gym membership and a shower and razor. Thats all it took. As we arrived to the place of meeting for our wedding i sat in the car looking down the isle i would walk down to get the the place where Jane would walk in. A glorious morning, a beautiful lady, a dress that fits her and all her beautiful curves, and some cowgirl boots just for 'kicks'.

          My true loves wish is coming true, but I can see something burdens her. But, I couldnt tell what.

Ever since I came home a couple weeks ago she's been acting different. Does she have cold feet. Did she marry me because she had the wedding planned and we aren't going to last? Is there someone else? Maybe I'm NOT good enough for her. I am gone a lot of the time. But, she's my true love; How could we not go through with this. Maybe I'm the problem...