3rd person view y/n is currently standing infront of the mirror, looking at herself. hair curled, makeup done, and her dress as beautiful as ever. however, the issue is that she doesn't feel like a princess or a bride to be.
however, her soon to be husband, jayden, is ecstatic and can't wait to marry the love of his life, his "soulmate".
then, there's vinnie. vinnie and y/n broke up because her dad forced her to date jayden and she did it just so he would shut up and help his business grow.
everybody was invited to the wedding, including vinnie. jayden purposely invited him to "show him what he's missing." y/n doesn't want him there because she's still in love with him.
however, vinnie has a plan set up, along with her friends.
y/n's pov "ready y/n?" my mom asks. "not really..." i sigh. "i know love, but do it for your dad." "mom, what about my happiness? does it not matter!?"
"y/n, come on. you have to walk down the aisle in two minutes." she holds my hand and we walk down the steps, to the closed doors. i see my dad and he starts tearing up.
"you look beautiful y/n." my dad admires. i roll my eyes and wait for this to be over with. "nice dress." the wedding planner tells me. "thank you."
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the doors open and my dad puts his elbow out for me to lace my arm around. i ignore it and hold my flowers next to me. i really don't care about being formal.
as my dad harshly interlaces my arms with his i look at all the guests smiling. i look over and see liya, maddy, jordan, and the rest of them all giving me a sympathetic smile. they know i don't want to get married to him.
as we get to the end of the altar, my dad gives me to jayden. he grabs my hand and i pull my arms back. "you may now sit down." the priest says. i tilt my head to side and wait for the wedding to begin.
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"y/n, it's your turn to say your vows." the priest gestures. "oh i don't have any." i shrug. i watch everybody look around awkwardly and my dad tense up. i know i'm not putting a good image for my dad and his business but i really don't care.
"okay, uhm well. does anybody have any objections? say them now or forever hold your peace." he announces.
i look around and don't see vinnie anywhere. i sigh and look at jayden smiling. "okay well-" he gets cut off. "I OBJECT!" vinnie stands up.
i turn around and see vinnie walking up to the altar. "GET HIM OUT!" my dad and jayden yell. "NO STOP!" i hold security back. "TAKE HIM!" my dad yells.
"IM THE DAMN BRIDE!! I SAID STOP. LET HIM TALK." security moving back. "y/n, what the fuck are you doing?" jayden scolds. "shut up." i groan and pinch the bridge of my nose.
"y/n please don't do this. you're not happy and you know this. what about YOUR happiness? i can say you are the cause of my happiness and sadness. you know this bitch over here doesn't even give you the love you deserve. don't do this please. i know what can happen if you go against your dad. but i promise i'll protect you and i'll always be the person next to you throughout everything. don't do this please." vinnie says while tightly holding on my hands.
i look at my dad getting nervous around all his business partners. "y/n come on. don't believe his shit." jayden grabs my arm. i slap his arm and move closer to vinnie.
"dad, i can't do this. i'm sorry but you're gonna have to figure out your business by yourself. everybody, my dad forced me to be with jayden so his dad and him can make a brand deal. i'm not happy, i was forced to break up with vinnie. i'm sorry everybody for wasting your time." i inform.
my mom smiles at me while my dad stands up and walks towards me. "Y/N, MARRY JAYDEN NOW! IM YOUR DAD. DONT FORGET I CAN MAKE YOUR LIFE A LIVING HELL!!" he points his finger.
"that's fine then. as long as i'm with vinnie, i can get through everything." i smile.
3rd person view y/n and vinnie, along with their friends quickly make their way out the church and go wherever they please. y/n's dad lost all his deals and company too. jayden, well, he has something in store for y/n.
