Grandice Stories

Broken.

Hey! I just wanted to let you know that this is a different story then the one before this. This is about Grant getting married. I know I have already wrote a story like this before but it has a different story line. This whole story is in Candice's POV. Hope you enjoy!
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I tried on so many dresses so that I will look at least good. I want him to know that I cared so much about his happiness that I would hurt mine to make sure he knew that I loved him. I wasn't gonna go to the wedding, but I realized that I wouldn't want to miss him being happy. I'm on this road by myself now. I had him with me and I knocked us off our course. Waking up and trying to look happy to go to this wedding was the hardest thing I've had to do. Trying to look like I was happy and glad for him was making me break. The amount of makeup I put on would only be able to hide a sliver of the pain I was feeling. I wanted to call him so bad and tell him that I have never stopped loving him and that I don't want him to marry her. But, I can't do that. He's happy and I would be even more upset if I ruined his special day. He's my best friend and the guy that I love. He may not love me but, I will never stop loving him and caring for him. The nine months I had with him, life was more than good its was a ride that I never wanted to get off. I drank my coffee, slipped on my shoes, took a deep breath and closed the door of my apartment to walk to the car. I walk into the elevator and rode it down. I played with my necklace. He got it for me for our five month anniversary. Its a heart shaped locket with a lighting bolt on it. He etched his and my initials on the back. He knew how to make me smile when I didn't want to. He was always with me when I wore that necklace. When I would travel without him, I would wear it so he would always be with me. He knew that I hated being alone.

I got into my car and started driving to the venue. I missed him so much. He used to sit in the passenger seat and hold my hand while I drove. And when one of his favorite songs came on, he would sing at the top of his lungs and dance in his seat. I would just smile and laugh at him. He didn't know but I would never get old of his crazy antics. I drove while listening to the playlist that he made compiled of all the songs that make him think of me and us.

All of me

I'm yours

Photograph

Perfect

I cried the whole way there. I had to pull over to the side of the road to pull myself together. How am I supposed to watch him get married without crying when I can't even listen to music? I cleaned myself up and got back to driving. When I got there I gave my key to the valet driver and walked inside. I saw the cast and walked over to them. They were waiting in the check coat line. We talked about the usual things. I was just hoping they didn't know that I had been crying for the last 45 minutes. I was a mess. My mascara was coming off. I thought I had gotten away with being upset. But Dani Nicolet saw right through me. Just grabbed me by the arm and walked towards the bathroom.

"Candice, you gonna make it through this?"

"I'm trying to."

"If he sees you crying during the ceremony, he will know that something is up"

"People cry during weddings."

"But not like you will. Did you bring extra mascara?"

"Yes, I'll put it on."

I put it on and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like an emotional wreck. I was. I was regretting coming. I looked at my reflection, I had to do this. I walked out to the lobby and started walking towards the doors. I set my phone in the basket they had for phones. Him and I always talked about doing that if we ever got married. Guess he went through with it. I walked towards the seats and sat next to Dani and Tom. We mingled a little until I saw him walk out. My heart skipped a beat. He was wearing a navy blue tux that complimented his eyes. He looked like a star in the darkness. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He walk over to the cast and I stood up to hug him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and put my head on his shoulder and rested for a few seconds. He didn't try to release to early. He knew how much I loved hugging him when we were together and I guess he never forgot. He let go and looked at me in the eyes.