here i am standing outside the church ready to walk down the aisle and get married but not to the man i am in love with. i am getting married to a horrid abusive man who my parents are forcing me to get married to.
i am walking down the aisle. i can see my 'fiancé' crying. most likely fake tears. i could cry right now just at the fact i can't escape this.
"i do" "do you y/n take-" i remember i have nothing to lose if i leave right now. "i can't do this, i can't marry you" i run. i run as fast as i can which isn't fast with a puffy dress on. i didn't drive here so i kept running.
i made it to his house. his = vinnie. vinnie = the man i love. i knocked the door. i could hear the keys jingling. the door opens and i smash my lips onto his not giving him no time to speak or me time to explain.
"y/n what.. what are you doing" "i left the wedding, i remember you said we had nothing to lose. you're right we don't. i can't marry a man like him when i love someone else. when i said i love you that night i meant it i really did"
