(FHS#2) You better watch out, you better not cry, and you better not fall cuz the f*ckboys just waged a war against Filimon Height's one and only sorority.
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I smiled as I looked at myself in the mirror, dressed in my lacy off-shouldered bridal gown and red bouquet of roses in my hands. I took a deep sigh, trying to shake off the heavy feeling in my chest.
I'm getting married to the guy who loves me and who won't let go of me. That's all that matters now. Yeah... this is okay. This is what should happen. This is what matters.
As the stylists left, my friends entered. They all walked up to me and faced the large mirror as well. We all looked at each other's reflections with smiles on our faces.
"You're so beautiful, P." Braylee smiled as she wrapped her hands around my waist.
"As always." Riley smiled but I could see tears brimming in his eyes.
"Let's take a photo, shall we..." Stacy raised the camera hanging by her neck took a photo of us while still facing the mirror.
As we continued taking photos, Braylee's phone suddenly rang.
"Guys, Denbear's here. Let's go?" Braylee smiled.
"What? Di kayo sasabay sakin?" My heart sank. I felt heavier all of a sudden.
"We have to go to the church now since Dad mo ang kasama mo sa bridar car. It's gonna be okay, Piper. Just wait for your Dad here." Riley smiled at me reassuringly as he pat my shoulder lightly.
"We'll be there to support you all the way, Philbert." Stacy smiled at me.
I sighed as they all took turns hugging me goodbye wishing me luck.
I sat right in front of the mirror as I was left all alone again.
I kept taking deep breaths as I waited for my Dad. I never thought wedding jitters could be almost the same as a panic attack. Natatakot tuloy ako, baka bigla akong mahimatay doon dahil sa sikip ng pakiramdam ko.
All of a sudden, the door behind me opened. I closed my eyes as I sighed and smiled.
"Dad...." I opened my eyes and turned around only to see my Dad smiling at me with his hand laid like he was offering me to hold it.
"I can't believe my little schatzi is getting married today." Dad had tears brimming up his eyes but he was still smiling.
I walked towards my Dad and hugged him tight. "I'll always be your little schatzi, Dad."
I felt him kiss the top of my head. "Schatzi, the pain you've been through all these years is unimaginable but I'm begging you, stop blaming yourself. What happened to your Mom and your sisters, they were never your fault. Never."
I nodded as my eyelids flickered out of my impending tears. It was my fault, everything was my fault, today will be my chance of redemption... today I'll be able to save someone. No one's going to die because of me anymore.
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On the way to the church, Dad fetched his phone out of his pocket and grimaced.
"What's wrong Dad?" I couldn't help but laugh.
"A message from your soon-to-be husband." Ngumiwi lalo si Dad at inabot sa akin ang cellphone niya. Palibhasa kasi nasa stylist ko ang cellphone ko.
Cohen:
Pa, paki abot po kay Philbert ang cellphone. Salamat po.
I love you, Philbert. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you.
I suddenly remembered Apollo's promises to me.... our promises to each other.
All of our plans are already manifesting right before our eyes... but sadly, it just doesn't involve the two of us.
This is the end for Apollo and I.... and the start of my life with Lorenzo Cohen.
"Oh, looks like we're here." Dad sighed as the car stopped.
I looked out the window and saw that we were already right in front of the church. I took a deep breath and smiled.
When the fckboys waged a war against us, I never thought i'd end up marrying one.
