I took off my heels and headed upstairs to change into some comfier clothes. I found my old comfy sweat pants and a tee shirt, and headed into the bathroom to take off my smeared make-up left over from last night. I walked downstairs into the kitchen to see my parents at the counter drinking coffee like every other morning.
I nodded and sat down. I put my hands over my face, and let out a loud sigh.
"You alright?" My mom asked handing me my cup of coffee.
"Nope, but that's just whatever."
"What happened last night?" She asked
"Well after I drove the drunk home he passed out. I woke him up, signed the papers, and then he took me here. Then tried to get me back. Saying he was at fault for our marriage failing. I just got out of the truck." I replied.
I could feel the tears resurfacing again. I healed back as long as I could, but I knew if Mama was going to keep asking questions that they wouldn't be restrained for long.
"I'm sorry honey."
"I guess nobody meets their soulmate at age 5…" I said, and then the tears fell.
They fell hard for a matter of minutes. I was still in shock that I was really divorced, and the worst part was that Luke was moving on, and starting a new future, and I was still stuck in the past. How could I ever go to the wedding?
* * *
(3rd person view)
Melissa woke up on the morning on January 3rd feeling exhausted. She drug herself out of bed, and headed down the steps to the kitchen. Her parents we're dressed and ready to go. She simply sat herself down at the table, and watched. She didn't even know what to do with herself.
"I take it that you're not coming with us?" Melissa's mother asked.
Melissa just nodded and poured herself a cup of coffee.
"Ya know, someone who held onto something for so long is pretty quick to give it up." Melissa's father stated walking out of the kitchen
"What am I supposed to do Daddy? He made his decision. I can control him as much as I control the rain." He snapped back.
"Honey, sometimes you are too much like your mama." He finally replied before heading out the door.
Melissa ran upstairs and took a shower. She thought that might make her feel a little better, but it didn't. She changed into work out clothes and decided to go on a run. Melissa was a physical therapist, so she stayed in shape to make sure that she could show patients the proper way of doing things. Melissa tied her sneakers, and headed out to the old trails that her, Luke, Conor, Jake, and Walker we constantly on. It was like a run down memory lane. All memories were flooding back into her mind, like a horrible horrible dream.
Luke stood in his old bedroom, fixing his tux, and thinking of Charity. How was she going to look? What will dress look like? Is this gonna work out? Are we going to end up like Mel and I? Where is Mel? Is she here? Or is she not gonna show? As his thoughts continued he realized he was more concerned about his ex-wife then his wife to be. He heard a knock on the door, and he turned to see Conor.
"You ready man?" He asked making sure that Luke's tux was perfect.
"I don't know. All I can think about is Mel walking down the isle in that dress."
Conor looked up at him in shock. "It's….just jitters."
Luke looked at Conor puzzled. He was wondering if he was thinking the same things as him. Am I doing the wrong thing?
"Go get Jake, and Walker. Like now."
Conor ran out of the room to go find the other two groomsmen. Luke paced back and forth thinking. He knew that this was a bad idea. But there was no way he could fix it now, he had signed the papers, and so had she. They were divorced, officially as of last week. There was no way he could get her back now. He had to go threw with the marriage that he was about to begin, end of story.
"What do ya need?" Jake asked walking into the room with Walker.
"I should of never divorced Mel. I screwed up."
Jake, Conor, and Walker stood there in silence not knowing what to say. They all agreed that it was the he should've never divorced Mel, but they couldn't tell him that right before he was about to get married.
"I told him it's just jitters. Right guys?" Conor asked.
"Um…yeah! That's what it is…" Walker said hoping Luke would buy it.
"Well that sounded convincing!" Luke yelled sarcastically, "What do you think Jake?"
Jake didn't say a word. Luke knew his answer. Mel and him were always the closest. They shared a bond, it was almost like Jake was her older brother, he protected her especially when it came to Luke and her. Just like last night when Jake had thrown the glove to him and made him catch Melissa's curve.
"I want you answer Jake."
"No, you really don't."
"I need to know Jake."
"Fine! You fucked up? Is that what you wanna hear? You left her, and she waited for eight years for you to come back. If that's not love I don't know what is…" Jake yelled walking out of the room.
Luke's mother entered the room of debate next, "Luke, it's time."
* * *
After jogging four miles Mel finally made it to her and luke's favorite spot in the woods, the outlook. It was a huge rock that sat at the top of the mountain, that was pushing out over a cliff. Below it the river thousands of feet down. You could literally see for miles. Mountain, upon mountains. Jake had proposed to Melissa here, and they had even thought about getting married there. Melissa couldn't help but to think where Luke was at in the ceremony, were they at the I do's yet? Or was she just walking down the isle? Would he love her more than he ever loved me?
* * *
"Luke?" Conor nudged when he didn't answer.
"Wait what?" Luke replied looking at the priest coming back into reality.
The guests laughed, along with the priest. "Do you Luke Scott take Charity Williams to be your lawfully wedded wife?"
Luke just stared at Charity. He couldn't make a decision. Did he want Charity or did he want Melissa? He was rewinding all the good and bad times, with both Charity and Melissa. Yes him and Charity did have a lot more happier moments then him and Melissa, but Melissa still meant more. Yes, they had always fought a lot, and yes most of the time they hated each other, but at the end of the day they still had a deep love for each other. A love that could not be replaced by anyone. It was something that no one could ever settle for, they would always be the one.
"Luke?" Charity spat wanting him to answer quickly.
* * *
Melissa looked at her phone, 1:25, she had been there for two hours, just taking in her surroundings, something she had not done in awhile. She decided that it was time to head home. She stood up from the rock, and headed back towards the path. When she reached the top she was shocked at what she saw, it was Luke still in his tux looking at her.
"How did you know I'd be here?"
"I had a feeling."
"Aren't you supposed to be getting married?"
"Yes, I am."
"Where's your wife?"
"I'm looking at her."
"Honey you had your chance." She said starting to head back down the trail.
"Fine have it your way you stubborn ass!" He yelled to me as I ran down the hill.
I stopped dead in my tracks, and headed back up the hill to him. Did he really just call me an ass?
"Why do you wanna be married to me anyway huh?"
"So I can kiss you anytime I want." He replied grabbing Melissa's hips and bringing her in close.
"Quoting my favorite movie, cute."
"Oh shut up already!" Luke said closing the space in between them.
"Alright, alright! Knock it off you two!" Jake replied coming from out of no where.
Luke knew that if he was going to fix things now was as good as any. Luke took a step back, and got down on one knee. He grabbed Melissa's hand, and looked deeply into her eyes.
"Dimples look, I know that I messed up our first marriage, but give me a chance to fix things? I am crazy for you, believe me? I mean I got slapped by a hillbilly mama with three teeth for you, I mean that's love right there." He laughed putting a smile on Melissa's face. "Give me this last shot please. Will you marry me, again?" Luke asked pulling his grandmother's ring out of his pocket.