Random Short Stories

Her

When did I start to look at her this way?

She has been a dear friend to me for years. We had met in middle school and even after graduating, we would still met up once every few weeks to talk over coffee or some hot chocolate.

She is my closest friend. I will do anything for her and she will do the same for me. When I need someone to talk to, she will lend me a listening ear without fail.

Throughout the years, I've been through some relationships and she has been through a fair share too.

I never got jealous. I was always supportive of her and she of me.

But,

I'm not exactly sure when this started, she keeps growing more beautiful everytime I see her.

I think I like her.

I watch as the doors to the ballroom slowly creak open, revealing a beautiful woman in white.

Rosy lips now dyed red.

Long silky hair bundled up in a intricate bun.

Chestnut brown eyes the brightest I've ever seen them be.

She walks down the aisle, dress flowing smoothly behind her.

She approaches me with the brightest smile. I can't help but flash her a complementary grin.

Finally, she reaches the podium.

"Do you, Tiffin, promise to stay by Jasper's side, in sickness or health, in poverty and wealth? To love him and respect him till the last days of his life?"

"I do."

"Do you take Jasper as your lawfully wedded husband?"

"Yes. I do."

She looks at me with a nervous smile and I reply with a small smile, mouthing the words "You did fine."

Out of all the years that we've hung out together,

Why did it have to be now?

Seeing her stare, so lovingly into Jasper’s eyes, I continue to speak, not knowing what else better to do.

"Do you Jasper..."

My heart aches. It took everything in me to suppress my sorrow and pain, to not just throw the book and run away.

I would gladly be anywhere but here.

Anywhere else.

But I can't ruin her happy day.

Even as I finish, my heart refuses to accept. Maybe somehow a miracle would present itself. And I'll stand a chance.

A foolish hope.

“Yes, I do”.