Static /// Colby Brock

An infinity of pain and love

5 months later

Sabrina's POV

- I can't believe this day has come! - Kat wrapped me in her arms in an iron hug

I really wanted to return it with the same intensity, I wanted to show her I felt the same way - ecstatic. The problem was, I couldn't. I had barely closed an eye the night prior, I hadn't eaten anything, and yet, I had been throwing up the entire morning. In conclusion, I was incredibly weak and was barely standing on my feet.

- Oh my God, why are you green? - Devyn's eyes filled with concern as she walked into the room, squeezing past Kat.

- I'm just nervous. Really, really nervous. - If the day was windy, I'm pretty sure I would've fallen over from the wind. 

My bones felt heavy and unstable. My mind was spinning like a washer on the highest setting. Right after the girls came in, I hurried to sit down. 

- Please tell me every bride feels like this on her wedding day - I gave them a pleading look. I was desperate for assurance. For someone to tell me the shit I was going through was normal. Tell me there was nothing to worry about.

- Every bride sees it differently. No two brides have the same experience. - Kat took my hand in hers as she sat down next to me on the bed. The bed I've had since I was a teenager. Good thing, I haven't grown an inch since. 

- How was yours? - I asked, rubbing my temples in an attempt to get rid of the excruciating pain that started spreading from the sides of my head towards my forehead.

I remember how excited Kat was on the day of her wedding. She wasn't even a tad bit nervous. All smiles and laughs all day long. Devyn turned into a subtle control freak on the day of her wedding. She wanted everything to be under control, but she didn't want it to seem like she was bossing us around even though that's exactly what she was doing.

- I know I appeared positive and happy and excited. Truth be told, I was shaking on the inside. - Kat smiled, looking off into space.

Just by looking her in the eyes, I could tell she automatically transported herself back to a year ago when Devyn, Tori, Tara and I were flying around her like dazed bees. Our main focus was to keep her happy and fulfill every wish of hers. 

I sighed, missing the days when I was the bride's mate and not the bride. I always thought that the bride's seat was the best in the house as they say. 

A knock came at the door but whoever it was didn't wait for an answer. The door swung open and Lorna, Denise, Erin, Rina, Leila, Vanessa, Kayla and Mackenzie walked in. They looked like an army of zombies with their morning face masks and messy hair. It's a surprise I managed to fit so many women in one house with only two bathrooms for two days. They made sure I didn't take the first flight to Maine because of how stressed I was. If you call what I was during the entire week 'stressed', I wonder what you would call what I was on the wedding day. 

- You're the same color as the bed sheets! - Kayla panicked and knelt down in front of me, taking my hands in hers - What's wrong?

- I've cleaned my system of all energy sources - I nodded with a tired smile. I suddenly felt a strong pain in my stomach and my vision went blurry as though I had received a punch to the gut - And if you'll excuse me, I'm about to do it all over again. 

Kayla let go of me and sat down on the floor so that she was out of my way. I ran out of my room and down the hall to the bathroom where I threw up yet again.

- It's OK, baby. It's fine. I know exactly how you feel. - I heard my mother's voice and felt her hand rest on the bare skin on my back. I was wearing a thin shirt which showed a lot of my back and my sleeping shorts which were so old their color was starting to fade.