You'll Be the Death of Me

Today, I was getting married. Today was the day every girl I knew told me should be the happiest of my life. Today, I was signing my life away to a man I despised.
I sighed, staring into the mirror in front of me, trying not to twist my hair and loosen the curls that had been put in, for fear of what everyone would say when I finally allowed the back in the room, or I left it, whichever came first. I was a wreck and nobody could see it.
A knock resounded from the wooden door on the other side of the room, but I didn't move; I didn't even speak. Irritation built in the pit of my stomach as I heard the door open and close, but I wouldn't show it. I wouldn't allow any of them to get the better of me. The room went dark as someone's hands closed over my eyes, breath flowing over my ears as they spoke.
"Guess who."I could feel my lips curling into a smile that I had held inside for weeks.
"Bammy?"
"None other." I jumped up as he lifted his hands off my face, hugging him and holding on tight.
"Why are you here? You could've been seen coming into here! My mother doesn't want anyone but family in here! She'd flip if someone else did!" I said, pulling away and changing my whole perspective on the situation. Sure, it was great for him to be here, but what was he playing at?
"I decided to take that risk. For you. And I'm here to kidnap you."
"What. The. Fuck."
"Ville's outside. He's somehow managed to talk Mel into lending him her car. He's round the back."
"I can't go anywhere, Bam!"
"Why not? Come on, you want to, don't you?"
"Yes, of course I do! But I can't let everyone down! My mother would disown me, this wedding is being broadcast to the whole God damn country, and I can't just walk away!"
"Please, Fred, for me."
"If this wedding was only for my mother, I would, but I can't let everyone down, Bam. I'm sorry."
"Okay, fine. So you're gonna go out there, walk down the isle to marry someone you can barely stand. And I'm just going to go back home and mope around like some depressed little drunk. You're going to let all that happen, not to let people down? When you're hurting yourself and ruining your whole life. Or are you going to climb out of that window with me, and run off back to America, where we can both be happy?"
"Bam, I- I don't know what I can do. I really can't leave. I'm so sorry." He sighed.
"Are you sure this is what you're going to do?"
"Yes, I'm sorry." I couldn't look at him. If I did I'd cry I had to do this though... Didn't I?
"Just listen to this. And every time you do from now on, think of me. You look even more beautiful than usual in that dress, by the way." He didn't say goodbye. Nor did I. He just left. I looked at what he had placed on the dresser in front of me. An MP3 player? What the hell? I put the earphones into my ears and pressed play. Lose You Tonight. 'Please stay and I'll learn to love you right.'
'And I've been crying for you, dying for you all this time.'
I skipped to the next song. Love You Like I Do. 'No one will love you no one will love you the way I do no one will love you love you like I do.'
The next one. Buried Alive By Love. 'Again the burden of losing rests upon my shoulders and its weight seems unbearable.'
'A cold heart is a dead heart and it feels like I've been buried alive by love.'
Next one. Wicked Game. 'The world was on fire, no one could save me but you. It's strange what desire will make foolish people do. I'd never dreamed that I'd need somebody like you and I'd never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you.'
'What a wicked game to play to make me feel this way, what a wicked thing to do to let me dream of you.'
It carried on with songs like that until I reached the final one. Each and every one of them was a HIM song. He had even put Beautiful on there. But the final one, that is the one that made me cry. Well, I was crying from the first song, but this made me cry more. The final one?
You Are The One.
'Just believe me honey I won't let go of you.'
'You are the one and there's no regrets at all.'
I pulled the earphones out as someone knocked at the door, then entered the room. I quickly wiped my tears and started to top up my makeup to hide that fact.
"They want you to come out in about 5 minutes. Do whatever you have to do before then, and I'll come get you then." My eldest sister said, and then turned to go.
"Natalya, wait." I said, stopping her in her tracks. I put the makeup down and turned to her.
"What is it, little sis'?"
"When you got married, did you have your doubts about it?"
"Of course. I was seeing someone else, remember?"
"I know you were seeing that other guy at the time, did he just let you go? Didn't he fight for you?"
"No, he never. And that's what made me know what I had to do. If he had fought for me, I would have gone with him."
"What about Mum? Didn't you worry about whether she would be disappointed in you?"
"No way. I loved him. Screw what she would do; nothing should come between you and the person you love." I smiled.
"Thanks, Nat. You've been a great help."
"What do you mean?" She asked, confused. I just smiled.
"I'll see you in a bit." She walked out of the room, still confused. I ran over to the other side of the room and grabbed my jacket and Adios. I shoved both of them on, and grabbed the MP3 player. The window was open from where Bam left, so I looked out to check the coast was clear, before carefully jumping out of it. I hoped Bam and Ville were still round the back whilst I quickly made my way around there. I saw Mel's car parked there, and Bam's back facing away from me. I basically ran over to the car. Ville spotted me, but hid it as best he could. I knocked on the window behind back and he turned around. I could tell he had shed tears from the puffiness of his eyes. He quickly opened the door of the car, with something that resembled a smile on his face.
"I think you're missing something, Mr Margera."
"And what would that be?"
"Me." He grinned and hugged me tight, as though he didn't want to ever let go. "Oh, and, by the way... I love you too."