Amelia

You Again

I woke up feeling well rested, as well as one can feel after a 7 hour bus ride.

Most of my things were the way I had left them 3 years ago, but some my mom had to put them away on boxes since they were getting dusty and no one was using them.

I did my bed and laid the dress I was gonna wear for the wedding on top of the covers to see if it’d need straightening.

Ophelia had messaged me the color palette and styles I was allowed to pick from so I could choose a dress for myself, that would fit me and that I’d like.

I picked a simple emerald green silk dress, thankfully it was on sale other wise I would’ve never been able to afford it. it was accentuated at waist level and flowed beautifully down along with my body to my ankles. The top part was fully covered, I don’t like revealing clothes they make me self conscious about my body, not because I don’t love it but the unwanted and unnecessary comments are what I like to avoid. It’s not really a problem anyway. The top also had a small cape the same color of the dress with golden buttons on the shoulders to keep it on.

That’s what I was going to wear for the wedding, for the party though I had another thing planned that was out of my comfort zone but that I knew was going to look fantastic.

I took a shower and headed over to the kitchen to make my parents breakfast.

By 12 I got a message from the queen/bride herself, that I had to start getting ready and go see her for a rehearsal of the wedding.

Ophelia_89 to me: hey beautiful.

I hope you know this rehearsal was made only for you, since you weren’t here for the official one.

Love you lots and thank you for coming, see you soon!!!

OMG!

CAaan you believe I’m getting married.

I laughed at her excitement.

Me to Ophelia_89: off course, wouldn’t miss it

I grabbed both of my outfits that were secured in their bags and left with my mom to the church.

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Me to Ophelia_89: I’m here.

I texted.

It took her seconds to come out of the church’s entrance, shrieking with happiness, jumping in my arms for a tight hug.

“Oh god, how I’ve missed you Lia” she hugged me till I couldn’t breathe and had to tap her shoulders to release me.

“It’s good to see you too, you look beautiful” I said as I hugged her again.

I was glad to see we hadn’t changed as much that seeing each other wasn’t uncomfortable or weird.

“let’s go inside” she said happily as she pulled my hand.

I turned to thank my mom for driving me and managed to grab my clothes from her hands before Ophelia dragged me to where the main act of the day would be performed at.

It was lovely.

“Ophelia, you out did yourself” I said looking around the church, that was completely decorated with white and red.

She giggled by my side, “off course, you only get married once” Ophelia said showing me her ring, “might as well do it right”.

I laughed, “off course”.

I met the priest that would be officiating and was taken to a room so I could change into my dress for the rehearsal.

I was ready to go meet the group so we could get this over with and I could go help Ophelia get into her dress and talk a bit before the wedding, were I’d have little time to speak with my friend.

But I wasn’t ready to run into her.

“Em” her nickname came out before I could process that I was her, the one that broke my heart, my other friend with whom I’d lost contact and the very reason I’d left in the first place 3 years ago.

She was smiling softly, “hey, Am”.

Sadness washed over me as I heard her say my name. after all these years I was still not over what had happened and honestly I didn’t want to be.

How stupid could I have been not to think Emily would be invited to our friends’ wedding.

“How have you been?” she asked hesitantly when I just stood there and stared at her, “you look great”.

I glared at her and walked down the hall, back to the chapel, ignoring her.

Emily didn’t try speaking to me for the entire half an hour that the rehearsal took.

She stood next to me as she was a bridesmaid, but didn’t utter a word in my direction, not once.

It hurt.

It still hurt, knowing I was nothing to her, that I was just disposable… I shook my head and focused on the beautiful bride to be.

It was still 3 hours before the wedding and apparently I had to be in the same room as her for the entire time.