A/N: this one is kinda( very) sad
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" I do"
He said it, and tears fill my eyes. I know what your thinking, but your wrong. I'm not the bride.I'm not even at the wedding, though I should be. I always imagined that I would be there, at the alter smiling at Alex as we both say I do. But I'm not. I guess that's life, or in my case, that's death.
Yep, I'm dead, in heaven, watching my best friends from high school, go on to live great lives. Don't get me wrong I'm happy for them. They are members of a famous rock band just like they wanted back in high school. They haven't forgotten me though, every night before they go on stage, they huddle in a circle and dedicate their show to me, their best friend and number 1 fan who died in a car accident, before I could even graduate high school.
They blame themselves, because i was headed to their show, but they shouldn't. They didn't decide to drive their car drunk and speed through a red Light and they didn't hit the driver side of my car, breaking my neck. All I want now is for them to live happily, even if I can't be with them, I still get to watch from above.
So here I am, with the best seat in the house, watching as the love of my life gets married. I'm happy that he was able to move on, for a long time he was so sad. That only made me sad cause I made him that way and I couldn't help him feel better. I'm also glad that he chose Lisa. Sure most girls would be upset that there once boyfriend was marrying their best friend, but I know they make each other Happy. I watched them as they comforted each other after my death, I watched them as they tried to have fun together on prom night, and I now watch them get married.
They walk down the aisle hand in hand.before they exit the door, they stop and I notice something that I hadn't seen earlier. They let go of each other's hands and pic up a picture frame. In the frame is my senior photo. They hold it between them, and I begin to cry again as I hear them both say.
" we wish you were here,Y/N, we miss you "
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FanfictionAll my stories are female reader pov. Unless specified. Request are open. You may request GxG, BxB. I don't write smut, I'm just not good at it Trigger Warnings: -violence/abuse -self-harm/ hatred - language - depression