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"But she carries me when my sins make me heavy and loves me like Jesus does." I smile as I sing along to the song I showed Mello when we started dating. Knowing him, country music isn't his favorite, but if I like it, he tolerates it. But today was a more special day for me, as it was the day I would marry the bad boy of my dreams. Unlike every other girl who loved him for his money or what he had in his pants, I loved him for everything he is. He may have a temper, and he may get all fired up when it comes to some things, but one thing he does right is he would never fully intend to hurt someone, even if they've done something to really deserve it.
I know he has a strong heart, but he also tends to try not to fall in love, as it would lead to him getting hurt in the end. And I know the man he really is, but he just feels like I'll give up on him. He also has a tendency to shout a lot of times, but I sit there and take it, processing his emotions and I try to help him feel better as much as I can, which usually resulted in rough sex or times where he would just cry on my shoulder. I remembered one time he said no one would ever love him for his 'horrendous scar', as he called it, on the left side of his face, running halfway down the left side of his body. But that's where he was wrong, as I always thought it made him ten times more attractive. It shows that he's been through hell and back more than once with no fears on his shoulders.
Smiling, I put on my black, lace dress, failing to attempt to zip up the back. I had already finished my black makeup, twisting the cross necklaces that he got me for my birthday. I loved them when I saw them because he said "they were something to let me know that nothing would ever separate us." It was indeed true that we had always been super close growing up in Wammy's house. I had always been somewhere around the ill-tempered blonde, whether it be him outside playing games or playing with Mail on his PSP. I was also fortunate enough to become friends with his best friend Mail Jeevas, otherwise known as Matt. Matt was also super close to me growing up. He was a very intelligent person, especially when it came to picking up hints on his best friend's emotions.
I was soon interrupted from my thoughts as Matt himself knocked, poking his head around the door to see me. "Hey, bud, zip the rest of this up for me please?" I giggled causing Matt to laugh before zipping up the rest of my dress. "Mello has been dying to see you. He is nervous as fuck, but he won't tell you that. I have been able to sense the tension all day. He's also been begging me to sneak a photo of you but gets pissy when I tell him no, so that's how he is doing." Matt laughs lightly, lighting a cigarette near the open window. "I love him, I really do. I have been listening to the song I showed him all those years ago on repeat. I know he's ready for this, I just think he's getting overemotional, but I find that very reassuring because it shows me that he loves me." I beam as I collect my black roses.
"Are you ready to go soon-to-be Mrs. Keehl?" Matt smiles as I take his arm, feeling him cover my face with my black veil. I soon hug him and thank him for accepting my offer to walk me down the aisle, to which he hugs back and says he'd do anything for me, as he's always seen me as a younger sister. After we pull apart, he holds his arm out for me to take. I smile as I walk with him, also feeling bad that the bridesmaid that was supposed to walk with him was my best friend, and she had to walk alone. But her knowing my relationship with Matt, her reaction was calm as I explained it to her, she understood and was completely fine, as Matt was also Mello's best man.
