My True Love

Prologue

  Quick disclaimer, I tried to write this correct but it didn't save so there are no paragraphs I will try to change them soon.

How did it come to this? That should be me up there. We should have never left that night, I should have fought harder. If I could I'd go back and never get into that car.

I shook away my thoughts and took my seat. The year is now 1999, I can't believe I went that long without him, I couldn't take my eyes off my true love, while he is standing up there getting ready to marry his true love... That wasn't me.
  "All rise," said the pastor. Everyone stood up, I look at the bride and get butterflies. She's beautiful, with her long curly blonde hair and her electric blue eyes, no wonder he never came back to me with my boring long, dark, straight brown hair and hazel eyes.
  I wasn't mad at him, I understood his reason, I was pretty much dying, I would have probably done this too. I bet everyone was wondering why some random girl nobody has ever seen before came, but I needed to see that, and maybe say a few things. I watched Sam propse to that girl, he thought I was still gone, but I wasn't. I looked back over to him and just stared while everyone looked at the bride. He started looking at the seats then his eyes locked with mine. He looked shocked, but he didn't look for long. She went up and the ceremony started. The pastor was talking and it was becoming hard to watch. I watched as Sam put the beautiful antique looking ring on her finger.
  That should be mine. I thought. I was watching Sam as sweat started dripping down his face.
  "If there are any objections, speak now, or forever hold your peace," said the pastor. My cheeks were on fire but I needed to stand up.
  "I have something to say!" I yelled. I walked to the front, in front of him and looked deep into his beautiful mint green eyes. The bride looked ready to rip my head off.
  "Bea..." he said still shocked. He went pale as if he'd seen a ghost, I mean, he kind did.
  "You know her?" His soon to be wife said in her thick Russian accent.
  "Yes he does. And I love you Sam, I think you love me too, I shouldn't have let you walk out that door that day, but I couldn't move. Did you know I could hear you? I heard everything. Look I would give up anything just to be with you again, and you know I would. We were meant for each other, so what do you say stud?" I heard numerous gasps from the audience behind me but I was only focused on him and his surprised face.