Remember Me ("Shatter Me" FanFiction)

JULIETTE FERRARS / ELLA SOMMERS

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Chapter 1 » The Wedding, Part 2

I can't breathe. I feel as though I'm dying, but I've never felt more alive.

In less than 5 minutes I will be walking down the aisle. I struggle to hold back the tears that threaten to destroy the makeup Alia worked so hard on. Tears of the purest kind--not of anguish, pain or sadness as I've once known, but tears of absolute joy. I sniff and hold my head back, fanning my face in an attempt to relinquish the tears threatening to spill. I startle at the sound of a quiet laugh behind me. I'd expected Kenji, even Castle, but not Adam. He's wearing a navy blue suit with silver tie, no doubt in an effort to match with the bridal party. I'd noticed the girls wearing similar hues. In the few weeks since his return from being Andersons' willing captive, he's managed to surprise me. I'd expected the unruly, miserable boy I'd come to know, who greeted me with hostility and anger; instead, he returned with a newfound optimism--something I hadn't seen from him in a long, long time. It's a refreshing feeling, not having to worry about Adam in the way I'd grown accustomed. 

I raise my eyebrows at the grin spreading across his face, "Something funny?" My cheeks flame with embarrassment and I look down at myself, running my fingers along the seam of the lace bodice of my wedding gown, then glance back at Adam.
"I used to wonder what you would look like in a wedding dress," he runs a hand through his dark brown hair and takes a step inside the room. For a second, we make eye contact and I see a thousand fragmented possibilities within his bright blue eyes, but he blinks and the moment is gone. I realise that the scared, broken girl that I once was will always love Adam Kent, but that part of me exists only in the smallest confines of my mind, never to be unearthed again.
"Anyways, you look beautiful, Juliette." He looks away, sheepish.
I laugh and glance at myself in the mirror. Thanks to Lily, claiming she'd seen it in a magazine once, my curled hair is pinned high on my head by a veil, with dark, curled strands framing my face. I can't decide if I like the look of myself with makeup, but Alia insists that I look divine. 

"It's time, Princess!"
I'm about the thank Adam, but Kenji bursts into the room with a wide grin on his face and one arm filled with white and blue flowers. He stops in the middle of the room suddenly, shudders and drops any pretence of excitement. He glances between Adam and I, places his free hand over his eyes and groans.
"Please," Kenji sounds as if he's choking. "Please tell me you're still marrying Warner. We all know you're invincible, but I really don't want to die, J. Oh god--"
"Kenji!" I cut him off, place my hands on his shoulders and shake him gently. "Adam was just wishing me luck. Calm down." Kenji glares at me with his black eyes for a moment longer and then they clear, like a cloud giving way to the sun after a storm.
"Right," Kenji glances at Adam and points at the door. "Kent, scoot." Adam nods at Kenji and gives me a fleeting look of regret, then hurries away.
I have to admit, a clean shaven, showered Kenji dressed in anything other than cargo pants is quite a sight. I would almost think he was attractive if he didn't have an ego the size of Australia. He too, is dressed in a navy blue suit with silver tie. The only difference is the white flower pinned to his lapel, signifying his title as my best man. I know that it's unconventional, but Kenji is the best, best friend I've ever had and this is the only way I could think of showing it. 

"Nazeera is going to kill me if you're late, but I have to ask," Kenji places a hand on my shoulder and squeezes reassuringly. "Are you completely sure this is what you want? I'd understand if you had cold feet. Warner is terrifying in a suit--" I laugh and swat at his face but he dodges. I'm already off balance from the 6 inch heels Alia insisted I wear, so as my body continues to fall forward after my failed swat, Kenji catches and steadies me. He is laughing now, too.
"Kenji, I've never been so sure of anything in my entire 18 years on this planet. I'm so ready," My voice breaks and the tears resurface, again threating to ruin my makeup. Kenji thrusts the blue and white flowers into my arms. I gasp, realising that this is my bouquet. I sniff deeply into their petals and am shocked to discover they're real; their thick, summer time scent invading my senses. Kenji links his arm with mine, "In that case, it's go time, Princess."