Chapter 12

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Liam's POV

A month had been passed and now this is the day, the day that I'm not a single anymore because this is our wedding day, the day that I wish it was true that she really loves me, but no, she didn't, and will never love me more than being a best friend. The month have passed but still I'm not talking or bothering her because it might get back all of my feelings for her.

I'm here at my dressing room, i'm fixing my tuxedo when the organizer call me that the wedding will start in 5 minutes i look in the mirror then suddenly I remember the day that we've been talking about our situation to each other.

Flash back

I'm at my room studying about the report of my business partner because I'm still hesitating if i will accept there offer and i said to theme that i will think about it while i was studying there is someone who is knocking at my door "yes?!" I ask "Liam?!" It was Jennie "can you please open the door?" She ask because I started locking my door when I started not bothering her because my move on thing might broke that is why i always lock my door and so that she can't bother me too.
"I'm sorry, I'm busy!" I said "please? Liam?" She ask I started sobbing when I heard her cracking voice I didn't still open the door "Liam I'm sorry if i did something wrong please forgive me." She said I notice that she was already crying i was just forcing myself of stopping my body to move. "If you don't want to talk to me i will definitely not talk to you too." She said, I'm sorry Jennie it's not your fault it was my heart's fault because if my heart didn't choose you i will definitely talk to you, i said to my self "if you still don't want to talk to me,okay, I don't want to talk to you too, mark this to your head that i will not bother you anymore." She said then I heard her footsteps starting moving away from my door. I cry and cry until I'm tired.

End of Flash back

I get back to my sense when I heard the organizer said that the wedding will start now.

I am here walking to the aisle smiling to the front of people so that there will know that i am happy to get married to my best friend. But the truth is no. I'm not.

After the 12345678910 years no I'm just kidding after there marched, now the brides turn, i turn around and i saw the door opening and there i saw my best friend walking down in the aisle within her father and mother's arm warp around her arms. I wish this is true, i wish that she is the real person who loves me but no I'm not the person who she love the most, I'm just her best friend that will always support her from what she wants because that's what makes her happy.

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