Left At The Alter~ (ON HOLD)
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Catherine was in love with who she thought was a wonderful man named Even.
She loved so dearly she would die for him, but he never felt the same.
He thought he did but he only loved her body.
"W-What, are you doing!?" I screamed, as it echoed through the church she stiffened and I just suffocated this dress I want it off.
I just stood there watching him grab another woman's waist.
"I'm sorry Cathy but I just can't" He spoke so casually I wanted to Ugh! I don't know he's such an asshat I want to kill him!!~
"DONT CALL ME THAT, YOU ASSHAT I DONT EVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!" I couldn't hold myself back at this point I dropped to the ground balling my eyes out.
I felt my mom and the girls come over to me but I felt so numb, I couldn't hear them I just hear my heart pounding and I just want to kill him.
Cathy then tried to live her life as it was before that man. But little did she know everything would change. She'd meet new people some of which not so welcoming.
*~* = Time skip
--- = different scene
Bolded names will mean different POVS.
I hope you guys enjoy!~
Ok this book is also a creepypasta fanfic and yah sooooo plz don't kill me when things change a bit but the three other Best Friends will still be together because Mike is to God damn hot to give up XD
Also I may make a different version of this where there is no creepy pastas
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