Your Not Replaceable

Chapter 19

Sometime your choices can bring a lot out of you. Just like with me and Garner, my choices, and his choices spoken a lot. Two days before his wedding, drunk and in love with his fiance's sister, me. But then again, I'm actually not sure what choice I made, that spoke a lot about me.

The mere disability of not being able to make and accept a choice followed me all the way to where I was. Alone with Edward, who I may have fallen in love with.

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At the end of the day, me and Edward were like in a fairy-tale. Happy ending, right? Not until my phone ringed. Edward detangled his arms from around me.

I picked up. "Hello?"

"Hey Allison!" Michael's voice booms from the phone. I can almost hear his smile. I haven't talked to Michael since I left to go on this road trip of hell.

"Oh hey, Michael." Edward looked at me with questioning eyes. "How's it going?"

"Pretty damn stressful," he chuckled. I laughed. "How about you?"

I look at Edward, "It's alright, I guess. Actually this is a bad time, um I'll call you back later?"

"Oh. Okay, speak to you later." He hangs up.

"Who was that?" Edward looks at me sternly.

"Micheal. My athletic trainer. Also my best friend's brother" I search Edward's face for spite or any negative emotions, I see nothing.

We get back to the hotel, I sit on the queen sized bed alone. Edward went back to his hotel room, saying that he needs "alone time" which I can almost omit to it.

There was a knock on my door, rattling me from my thoughts.

"I guess that's what saying good-bye is always like–like jumping off an edge. The worst part is making the choice to do it. Once you're in the air, there's nothing you can do but let go. Everyone can have their heart broken." Garner stands at the door.

"Even if you know the relationship isn't working?"

"Even if I knew the relationship isn't working, it's still sad. Even in a bad relationship, they're part of your life for a long time, and saying goodbye to that can be difficult. When I got on that teen-chat I didn't expect to fall in love with someone. And I don't think you did either. I know that I'll never really get over you, and it really hurts, but I'm okay with it. I'm use to it. Just a year ago, we were happy. I was happy. So why can't it be like it was before?" Garner rashes out a deep breath.

"Because you're marrying my sister, doesn't she count in any of your feelings?"

"Yeah, but Ally it's a lot complicated than that" He shrugs. "It's way too complicated."

"She is my sister, I don't think anything is complicated" I say. "She knows. She knows that you are in love with me, but I don't love you. I can't love you. It's forbidden, and unforgivable."

"Look Ally, I'm sorry about your mom..I didn't know."

"Are you sorry about drinking and hitting her car going ninety on a fifty? Or are you sorry for not going back to check if she was okay? Or are you sorry about none of the above, because you have no idea how bad it kills me that I slept with the person that killed my mom. That my sister is marrying the person who made her contemplate suicide for years." Tears shed from my eyes. "It haunts me everyday that I fell so hard, that I was so naive to believe that there was love somewhere in the mist of the pseudo character. The mask you lived in for so many years."

"Ally, I didn't know.. I would of given my everything to you, Karizma, and Charlie. I swear." Garner starts to cry. "That's why I started drinking more and more. The guilt was weighing too much on me. I'm sorry, I truly am." He brakes down. Right here. Right now. In front of my hotel door.

I grabbed him to a hug, and he hugged tightly to me. I've never felt for someone so deeply. He was fragile, so broken, and I don't know what to do or what to say. It was all new. There is only one question that I want to know, the one that may resolve everything.

"What happened April 26, 2011?"