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June 1st 2016.
I can finally say that I am done with this hell I have been trapped in for eight hours a day, 180 days a year, for the past four. I wish I could have spent that time with Andy and our kids, but no, I have to learn crap I'll never use. I'm just glad I'm graduating today, then that week long vacation Andy is insisting on taking our little family on.
He's been doing great helping with little Carrissa and Urban. They are such adorable little toddlers now. I have a surprise that I need to tell Andy today as well. He may be ecstatic, but there are worse reactions that I am expecting.
Carrissa and urban are now two years old, they never leave each others side. He is always holding on to his sisters pale hand for dear life. He is such a shy kid. But Carrissa, oh boy can she talk! Zoey and her are best friends even with the age gap. I know that will change though. I'm wondering if little Zack will be like his older sister, Erik and Eli sure have their hands full now. I wonder when our middle sister will join in with the baby production going on? She and Ashley are engaged and have been for a year. Their wedding is in a month or two as well. Lola's wedding dress is perfect for her, white and black with a small blue ribbon. I can envision myself in something like it but that won't happen for years, if ever.
Black Veil Brides have been doing mini tours throughout the past year, no one wants to leave their loved ones. With their rapidly growing success Andy and I have begun to look at small houses in Ashley, Lola, Jinxx and Sammi's neighborhood. Carrissa needs her own room. Oh, you should see her when Andy does his warpaint on her. Her eyes are like Mine, the aqua color that dazzles Andy (and Ashley...). Her blonde hair is yet to be determined but she has my dimples. Urban is almost a mini Andy, same exact features as his dad.


"Alright! Settle down!" The principal yells from in front of the auditorium where all the seniors are currently dawning their blue caps and gowns with the gold tassel. I myself can't help but feel over joyed as she begins her last generic speech I will ever have to endure.
"I know that today is the last day of your public school education and all of you are overjoyed to get out of what I have heard some of you call a prison. But, I want you all to think about the past four years of your life within these halls. Was it worth it in the end? Now that most all of you are going to college to continue your education. So I would like all of you, yes all. As your last assignment of high school, I want you to share the best moment you've had over the last four years in these hallways, or outside. It doesn't matter. The high school experience is in your entire lives, not just inside these walls. But please nothing inappropriate. Starting with Alissa."

"Probably making the varsity cheer squad."
It continues for a few minutes and I get lost in my thoughts, hopes and dreams.
"I guess just watching Hallie Samuel's water break in the sex ed assembly." One guy jokes. He earns laughter from most of the class but not me. I sit back in my seat a bit more, hide my face with my fringe, trying to get rid of the profuse blushing in my cheeks. The kid next to him jokes, "I think mine was watching her boyfriend pick her up with her kids everyday."
"I have to say my best memory would be her virginity test in freshman year. Everyone thought it was fake but summer went by and oh!-" the guy pauses, glancing at me. "A few months later out pops a baby."
the principal shouts, "Enough." But gets swallowed by the laughter. I am about ready to leave, I stand from my seat.
All laughter stops.
235 pairs of eyes all rest on me.
I am frozen.
"Miss Samuels, what was your favorite memory?"
Oh this should be good... You know what they say, go out with a bang.
"Probably having sex with my boyfriend." I smirk, "I mean, you can't exactly have two babies without having sex first. Which in turn would mean someone would want to have sex with me. Never thought about that, have you dumb asses?"
The principal makes a face but says nothing as I continue.
"Or maybe my best memory was being tormented sophomore year for being pregnant. And the rumors of my water breaking and that lovely video one of you fuckers posted on YouTube. Or could it have been being cornered by a group of jocks when I had to bring my kids to school because no one could take care of them for the day. That was fun to explain to my daughter why I had a bloody nose from the cheerleaders later that afternoon. Or maybe it was being socially outcasted because I'm not normal. But maybe my best memory could be the health class sophomore year. Definitely nice to know that because of me you extended your health program to non-abstinence based. Thank you for giving me a reason to look forward to when I could go home and leap into my boyfriend arms, some days crying for hours over what happened that day at school." I take a deep breath, feeling a tear well up in my eye. "Maybe my best memory was the day that someone tripped me in the cafeteria and got food all over me because they were a fan of Andy's band and didn't like me. Or could it be the times when I was called fat during the weeks after I was Pregnant. Or maybe it's the time when I went home and locked myself in the bathroom to cry, leaving my six month old children out in the living room by themselves because someone tried to rape me, thinking of truly ending it all. Or could it have been when the news that Bruce passed had gotten out and everyone said that he was better off in hell."
Some of the class has turned away with guilt flooding their features, but most look at me in curiousness. "In all seriousness though, my favorite memory was holding Carrissa in my arms two minutes after she was born, and Andy standing next to me with Urban in his arms as we named them. And minutes later when we were allowed to see Bruce while he was in the incubator." A tear drips down my face, which I quickly wipe away. Bruce was our batman. I am about to sit down when one person bursts into silent laughter. Soon most of the auditorium is erupting in laughter at my terrible high school experiences.
"Thank you for understanding." I mutter and begin to make my way up the aisle. Tears form in the corner of my eyes, one small one spilling out.
"I can't tell my children that I graduated high school because I don't want to stand here being laughed at for living my life how I want to, in love. I hope none of you never understand what love feels like because it doesn't seem like you deserve it."
I turn back around and head back to my seat as an act of defiance towards the other kids.
"Fuck you all."
The principal tells us to forget the rest of the exercise. She says we can't handle it. Soon we are lining up in alphabetical order, getting ready to walk into the gym to get the hell out of here forever. As the doors open to the gym, my eyes immediately find Andy, sitting next to a conservative couple who scooted over in their seats as far as they could trying not to touch him, or Lola. Lola and Ashley sit on Andy's left, only with our twins in between Andy and Lola who were coloring in a coloring book until Andy pointed out me. My mom is already crying and my dad is nowhere in sight. Eli, Erik, Zack and Zoey are standing in the back of the gym, smiling at me.
Right when Andy points to me little Carrissa hops out of her seat before anyone can catch her. The purple and black tutu dress Andy had dressed her in this morning has stains of what looks like marker on it. She grabs onto the gown I am wearing with her messy hands as I continue to walk to my seat at the front of the auditorium. I giggle and lift her up onto my hip. She giggles, "momma what are you wearing."
"It's what I have to wear. Don't worry I'm still your same momma." I tell her quietly as I take my seat, letting her sit on my lap. I get weird stares from most of the parents. Carrissa taps the guy next to me on the shoulder and says, "hi!"
I sigh, he smiles awkwardly.
"I'm Carissa!" He rolls his eyes and tries to ignore her.
"I'm two!" She holds up four fingers, tapping him with them repeatedly. I try to get her to leave him alone but she won't. "Are you my mommas fwiend?" She taps his shoulder again repeatedly. I giggle, "Carrissa, leave him alone. He doesn't want to be bothered." I hold her tighter on my lap.
The kid hisses in my ear, "get that disgusting child away from me."
I sigh, when you insult my child it's worse than insulting me.
Luckily, Andy weaves through the rows of chairs, making his way up to where I am seated. He taps my shoulder while Carissa shouts, "daddy!" She latches on to his leg. Her next victim.
"I love you hallie." Andy whispers, quickly bending down to peck my lips as one of the administrators begins to come over to yell at the man wearing a short sleeve dress shirt and black skinny jeans. His tattoos show on his arms and neck, his eyeliner, and black hair that has managed to get in his eyes again make him look like a not very school friendly individual. He nods apologetically and takes Carrissa back to their seats.
Finally the boring speeches are over and we stand to get out diplomas. One guy moons the room, while another dances across the stage. When I reach the bottom step I look into the viewers to see Andy with his phone out to video tape. Crap. He waves while Urban wriggles out of Lola's grasp and runs for the stage yelling, "mommy!" This isn't going to be fun later... Luckily Lola catches him before he reaches me and brings him back to their seats.
"Miss Hallie Samuels." I step up onto the stage, trying my best to ignore the snickers of my fellow graduates from around me. I shake the principals hand while receiving the paper that grants me a one-way ticket out of here for good. She shows a fake smile expecting me to keep walking. I quickly raise both my middle fingers and flip off my classmates for half a second before walking off stage. That shuts then up.
Somewhere in the murmurs Ashley yells, "You Go Hallie!"
I smile to myself while finding my seat. I look back to see Andy holding his middle fingers out and talking to the kids. Oh how he is going to have some explaining to do.
"Congratulations to the Los Angeles valley high school graduates of 2016! You are now officially-" the principal can't even finish before our hats are being thrown and everyone is cheering. People are kissing their boyfriends or hugging their bestfriends. All I want to do if get out of this clump and find Andy. Before I can, someone taps my shoulder. As I turn around I realize its Andy, holding a bouquet of pink roses. Our kids are clinging on to each of his hands as he smiles at me. Lola comes and takes them from him, as his eyes never leave mine. Something's going on here.
Before I can finish my thought Andy is getting down on one knee, causing time to slow down around us and even the hundreds of stares resting on us feel as though they don't exist.

It's only us.

Andy and I, together, now.

He pulls a box out of his bouquet of roses. A tear of joy falls from my eye as he opens it to reveal an emerald ring. He takes my hands in his and says in almost a whisper, "Hallie Samuels, will you marry me?"
I nod slightly. A smile creeps onto both of our faces as he places the ring on my left hand. I don't even look at it before pulling Andy into a kiss. I hear the scoffs mixed with other’s cheers of the people around us as time unfolds, yet I hear the silence of us being the only two in the world right now. I feel a little boy tug at the gown, and for one of the first times, I ignore it. Andy's hand is cupping my cheek as we kiss, mine in the hair at the nape of his neck. Eventually I have to pull away.
"I love you Andy."
"I love you Hallie." We whisper.
The minutes pass as we have to take pictures for my mom, for Andy, for everyone it seems. I make sure Andy and I get a picture together as Lola snaps away at us. We add in the kids, then just me and the twins. Last just me. I don't even care that my diploma has the wrong spelling of Hallie. I'm free of this place for good. But I have to do one bad thing before I leave­– my own senior prank.
I grab Andy's hand and lead him away from everyone, into one of the empty hallways. He doesn't get the chance to raise an eyebrow because I collide our lips. He knows what I want to do here.
"Hallie, you do realize your mom is taking the kids for tonight." He whispers. I nod. "I want to do one crazy thing before I leave." I whisper.
"We had sex in the back of my car in front of the school last year, Hallie where do you think we should-" I eye the supply closet off to the right and he sighs, nodding.
We have sex quickly, not even taking all of our clothes off. A very unromantic ‘we just got engaged’ sex…
I follow him out to where all the families are having a brunch. Lola looks at us and chuckles, Ashley winks, and my mom just shakes her head.
"God. I was gone for two minutes and you already had sex!" Elizabeth exclaims with a plate of food in her hand, setting it down in front of the three kids who are old enough to eat on their own.
"Daddy what's sex?" Urban asks, tugging on Andy's belt buckle. Ashley jokes, "I think Urban already knows. Andy no more underage kids in your pants!"
I roll my eyes, telling urban, "it's another word for kissing when you love someone very very much."
He nods, then kisses Carrissa on the lips, making a mwah sound as they do. "So I just had sex with my sissy momma?"
I nod hesitantly. Andy chuckles and ruffles his hair. "Someday kid. That wasn't sex. It's a different kind of love. Like mommy and daddy's."
"Is that what the noise is coming from your room mommy?" Carrissa looks up to me with expectancy. "You are loud kissers." Everyone at our table, except my mom, laughs.
"Uh... Ya, sweetheart. That noise is just us kissing."
"So sex?" Zoey giggles, "Because I know that's not what sex means. It's when you stick a p-" Her mom scolds her, "you're not supposed to talk about that."
"But-"
"Listen to aunt Hallie's definition of sex."
We get our own food in rounds, quickly eating so we can go back to my mom’s place where the rest of bvb is waiting.
I could care less, if I had it my way I would be lying in bed with Andy right now, drenched in sweat and doing what only we can do together so well. I admire my ring for the first time. The thin silver band has two smaller diamonds on either side of the perfect size emerald.
"How did you know that when we got engaged I wanted an emerald?" I ask him quietly. A small smile plays on his lips; "Well we have conversations while you're asleep. One time you said you wanted a emerald because diamonds are too generic, expected."
I look up at him in confusion. He leans closer to me and whispers in my ear, "you talk to me in your sleep. Full blown conversations."
I nod slowly. Ashley exclaims, "Tweeted it!"
"What!" Andy looks away, annoyed. "You tweeted we were engaged?"
Ashley laughs and shakes his head, "no! I tweeted 'congrats Hallie on your graduation and escape from hell.' With a picture of her flipping off the senior class. I wouldn't do that to you."
"Oh! Ok." Andy nods, grinning. "Is it ok if I tweet that we're engaged?" He asks me, pulling out his phone. I nod and watch as he types the tweet with a picture that Lola had sent him of the proposal:

@andybvb: @halliesamuels, the love of my life. Thank you for accepting my proposal. <3

I retweet it quickly, then post an Instagram of the ring. Everyone except Andy rolls their eyes. He takes my hand in his and kisses it quickly after I take the picture.

@halliesamuels: you're probably curious about the ring? @andybvb I love you so much and it is perfect. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you legally ;)

Andy chuckles at the last part and kisses my cheek. “Our relationship is legal… Now anyways it is.”
“It seems so long ago when it wasn’t. Back before those two rascals were born.” I motion to Carrissa and Urban running around with Zoey, they untied some balloons from one of the tables and are currently weaving through the crowds with their prized balloons. “I wonder what our lives would be like if that hadn’t happened…”
“I’d probably still be with Lola, or another girlfriend. Or we would be together, just under different circumstances.” He looks into my eyes with a smile growing on his lips.

I certainly look like I am 18, my face has thinned out the slightest bit and my scene phase is coming to an end. I currently have my hair a light blue which fades into a darker one at the very edges. But Andy seems to have not aged at all. His blue eyes are still as thoughtful as ever, his lips still kissable as fuck and his body still just as skinny. He has finished his batman sleeve in honor of Bruce. I sigh; it would be better to tell Andy now than later. I scoot closer to the edge of my seat and tell him quietly, “Andy, there’s something kind of important I need to tell you.”
“What is it babe?” Andy asks, raising an eyebrow.
“Well, two things. A modeling agency has asked me to be one of their models.” I have done a few shoots with Andy and our kids but otherwise I had no experience, it was really out of the blue. “And Andy, I think you should really start wearing condoms again.”
“Are you pregnant?” he asks slowly. I shake my head, “not anymore. Andy I was but I had a miscarriage while you were on tour a few days ago. It was still the very early stages so nothing major.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Andy scoots a bit closer, hushing his voice to almost a whisper. “you know I would have been there right away.”
“I didn’t know. The miscarriage happened and I was completely confused. I didn’t even know I was pregnant. I looked it up the night before you got home and just forgot to tell you.”
He nods, thinking about something. He opens his mouth to say something, then shuts it, then opens it again and whispers, “Do you want to try again?”
“What?”
“Do you want to have another baby?” the small smile playing on his lips grows while he asks. I sigh, “Andy that’s a big decision. We already have two kids that are trouble makers… And the chances are we would have either triplets or twins again. We can’t handle four or five kids, shit, we can barely manage two already.”
“But it would be fun to have another little baby wouldn’t it?” Andy tries, “and there would be another excuse for me to take time off to spend as a family?”
“We’ll talk about this later.” I sigh, Urban tugs on my hand, pouting. “sissy won’t lemme have a bawoon.”
“I’m sure she will Urban–“ I look to see my wonderful daughter annoying Angela who is holding her own child on her hip. She scoffs at my child, “go away kid.”
“But I just wanna play with him!” She sobs, not used to having someone be so rude.
Angela sneers, “I think Blake is too good to be around– you.”
Carrissa breaks into tears, whining, “I want mommy!” over and over until I rush over to her side, sending a death glare at Angela. “Maybe I should make your kid cry.”
I pick up Carrissa, holding her to my chest and bouncing her a bit until her red face bursts intio giggles. “She’s a bitch.”
“what did you just say?” I ask, shocked at my daughters new vocabulary. “That’s what daddy said when she was on the stage.” She giggles, pointing to Andy with her middle finger. I shake my head and place a hand on my fiancée’s shoulder, he turns, his blue eyes meeting mine as he lets Urban play on his phone. Little does he know, our boy has just discovered twitter…
“Do you know what our 3 year old daughter just told me?” I ask, raising an eyebrow. He shakes his head slowly, knowing that he did something wrong, “what?”
“she called Angela a bitch. Carrissa was repeating something she heard her ‘daddy’ say.”
“it’s true.” He shrugs, “she doesn’t know what it means.”
I roll my eyes, sitting back down as Andy discover his twitter has been hacked by a three year old. “Urban!” Andy laughs, “What does this say?”
“I wanna watch princesses.”
Andy sighs, taking his phone back to retweet:
@andybvb: my son has discovered twitter “@andybvb: mjeb meby urbvn” it means he wants to watch princesses…

“It’s batman urban.” Andy groans, shaking his head and tickling his son’s stomach.
Soon, it is time to say goodbye to this miserable place forever. All my friends hug me one last time, except April who wasn’t allowed to come, being a senior in the fall. I walk out of the school with my daughter clutching to one hand, my soon-to-be-husband holding the other with our son on his hip. The others have decided to go on without us, my mother takes the kids with a smile, “I know you aren’t coming to the lunch at my apartment but the option is always there.”
We shake our heads, walking back to Andy’s car. He kisses my lips quickly as we get in the car– only to be interrupted by Angela, Amanda, and a few other ‘popular’ guys holding something behind their backs.

“You thought we would let you get out of our lives that easy?” She snarks, “Bitch you were so wrong.”
“Just leave us the hell alone.” Andy grumbles, going to get in his car except before he can a guy throws a water balloon at is back. I can only assume that it was filled with piss.
“very mature, asshole. You really shouldn’t have done that.” Andy snaps, sending a glare the guy’s way. Before Andy can do anything, something pops above my head. It is luckily just water for me, being Angela as the one that popped it.
“you fucking slut with your dumbass kids and emo loving boyfriend. Go to hell.” She shrieks with laughter as I look down at my soaked gown. Soon enough, her friends each pelt me with a water balloon, all I can do is take it.
“Fuck you Angela.” I state calmly, slipping out of my soaked gown while Andy yells at the other kids how they are going to have to pay for the piss in his car. My pleated skirt is pretty dry, as well as my cross crop top that shows the belly ring I got when I turned eighteen, as well as my tattoo by my hip that says ‘Andy’ on the stem of a black rose. “You will probably never get anywhere in life, and that will suck. I’m sorry you reached your high point in high school, I really hope you can get over torturing me and move on with your fucking life. I’ll see you in hell.”

She just scoffs, pushing past Andy with a longing look. He takes my hand in his, kissing it once more before we drive to our little home, not wanting anything else to ruin our night without our kids.



Lola’s POV

August 28th 3:30 am, text to Sammi.

Lola: I just woke up feeling really nervous about tomorrow. Any advice?
Sammi: Good thing Danielle woke me up earlier or I would’ve been yelling at you. And its your wedding day, just be excited and don’t let the what if’s worry you alright? I promise you’re going to have fun.
Lola: you know what happened at my last wedding though. And what if I freak out and it happens again.
Sammi: what did I just say. NO WHAT IFS! You’re going to have soo much fun and then later that night you will have the best sex of your life. I promise.
Lola: I’m just really nervous that something is going to go wrong. Like… you’re right and I think Ashley’s up.

“Babe, you alright?” Ashley asks groggily. I put my phone down on the nightstand beside me and scoot into Ashley’s open arms. He whispers in my ear softly, “Lola, I know you’re worried about tomorrow, but don’t worry. It’s going to be great and if you start having second thoughts just tell me and I’ll be right there.”
“Thanks Ash, I love you and I doubt I’ll leave but after my first wedding…” Ashley leaves a loving kiss on my forehead, pulling me the slightest bit closer.
“Why don’t we go back to sleep. We don’t exactly want to wake up sleep deprived.”
And with that I fall into a deep sleep, in my soon to be husband’s arms, at peace.

Now, Ashley and I are absolutely not the typical engaged couple. My dress is black and white. We are not doing the something new, old, blue, and borrowed thing. And we are staying in the same house within 24 hours before our wedding. He helped me pick out my wedding dress (and the veil is not black). But nothing about us is typical and we could not be any happier.


“Lola, your hair appointment is in twenty minutes, then we go to the venue and finish getting ready. I recommend wearing a wide necked shirt.” Sammi says as she pulls me into a quick hug. Andy and Hallie have to take care of their kids so they might be a bit late. Danielle, Zoey, and Carrissa are the flower girls and Urban is the ring barer. The dads are getting them ready at Andy and Hallie’s place while my three bridesmaids and I get our hair and makeup done at a salon near our venue. The venue is an old mansion in Beverly hills, its from the early 1920’s and so vintage black and white photographs is our theme. After I say goodbye to Ashley, knowing the next time I see him will be at the alter, Sammi and I head out to the hairdresser. My Long, almost waist length, auburn hair gets re-dyed with the purple streaks on the already bleached sections. After a major cutting of my hair, The lady simply straightens it and styles my bangs while adding in a bow. Sammi had her hair curled, while Elizabeth who met us there had her medium length caramel blonde hair blown out. Hallie was doing her own hair at her apartment because with twins, you’ve got to have two parents there as much as possible. Soon enough, my makeup is being done into a smoky eye, natural looking pink lips and slightly warmer cheeks. Hallie calls me in the middle of our drive to the venue.

“Lola, I think we might be a little late.” She mumbles into the phone. On the other end of the line I hear a kid crying.
“NO! Urban you have to wear the vest.” Andy says to his boy in the background.
“Andy’s having some difficulty getting Urban dressed, and Carissa touched my straightener while I was trying to get her out of my makeup… She refuses to wear her dress without a pair of– Carrissa put my shoes back! Sorry, I have to go. Urban is clinging to my leg now.”
“Its fine, just be here as quick as possible.” I sigh into the phone. I am not having kids for a while. Ashley and I both agreed that if we are going to have kids it will be only one and that it will be when we both agree the time is right. We pull up to the hotel our wedding is being held at, taking all of our dresses, shoes, and other stuff, we make our way to the suite Ashley and I are using tonight. Hallie joins us before we leave for pictures, holding a crying Urban on one hip and Carissa on the other.
“they didn’t want to leave me.” She sighs, letting Carrissa down to hug me. I smile as she hugs my leg– until she touches my garter. “Whats that auntie Lola?”
“It’s a garter. Uncle Ashley is going to take it off of me later.”
“why aren’t you wearing undies?”
“I am.” My cheeks heat up in a blush, “it’s a thong, now can you get out from under my dress?”
“MOMMY WHATS A THONG?” she shouts, running over to Hallie who is trying to fix her makeup.
“underwear that shows your butt.” She sighs, “you can’t have any.”
“But daddy always says I have a cute butt and I wanna show it!” she whines, climbing onto Hallie’s lap. Of course Andy would say a two year old has a cute ass. Pedophile.
“Come on Lola, all toddlers have cute asses.” Andy says from the doorway, noticing my eye rolling. “I hope you don’t mind I’m here, Hallie texted me that she needs some help with the kids.”
I shrug, turning back to slipping on my doc martens and jewelry. I am not having kids for a long ass time. We all have to make our way to the 2nd floor where the wedding and reception are taking place on opposite sides of the hall. My dad meets me after I take a few pictures. Despite my attempts, my dad still was able to somehow make sure he could walk me down the aisle. I haven’t seen him since before the summer that Hallie got pregnant.

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“My daughter is so grown up!” He exclaims with tear-filled eyes as I walk into the area outside the service where the cocktail hour is already being set up. He pulls me into a tight hug before greeting his grand daughter and grandson who have never met their grandpa.
“Mommy who’s that creepy man?” Carrissa asks when my dad tries to hug her. Urban just cries into his mom’s chest. Kids.
“That’s your grandpa.”
“That’s not granpa Chris mommy…” She clings onto Hallie’s leg as Andy shakes hands with my dad, introducing Urban. “Where did you come up with these odd names?” He asks Hallie while they are giving Carrissa and Zoey their baskets of rose petals.
“Urban was Andy’s Grandfather’s name and we just liked the name Carrissa. Bruce was supposed to be named after batman but he didn’t make it past birth.” She sighs, clutching onto Andy’s arm as we begin to line up to walk down the aisle.
“That’s and interesting dress Lola.” He mutters, taking in my black and white attire. “I like it dad. Maybe if you had been part of my life you would have understood why we chose it.”
“Well I’m sorry that I have been so busy over the last three years.” He snaps.
Sammi and Jinxx walk out first, her being the maid of honor. Andy is Ashley’s best man but they are last because their kids are the ring bearer and flower girl. Eli and CC are next since Lauren and CC broke up and neither of us really had any reason to put Erik in the ceremony. After them, Jake and Bliss go down the aisle together. The last of the grooms men and Bridesmaids are Andy and Hallie, who walk together arm in arm, ignoring the children that are racing behind them. Danielle, Zoey, and Carrissa toss the rose petals before joining my bridesmaids at the end of the aisle. My dad and I enter next, Ashley already has a tear of happiness running down his cheek when I reach the first row of chairs. I feel some of my own come, letting our loving gaze last until my dad kisses my cheek and sends me off to Ashley and the priest. He mouths, “I love you.” While taking my hands in his. The preist rambles on but I don’t pay attention because I am caught in the gaze of my one true love. His chocolate eyes leave mine only to fumble with the infinity ring that he places on my finger while repeating after the priest. I put the simple band on his finger next, barely able to get the words out. Now for the vows.
“I know Ashley was going to go first but I would like to actually be able to say mine without being over run by tears.” I giggle and pull out the vows from the string in my boquet. “Ashley, I love you so much I can not even express it in words. You complete me, make me feel loved like no one ever has before. You and your perverted jokes always bring a smile to my face whenever I am feeling down. I love you Ashy and I never want to let you go.” I whisper the last part as Ashley brushes away one of my tears before beginning his speech.
“Lola Samuels. The first thought I had when I saw you in that bar earlier in the day we first met is, ‘how can I get her into bed.’ Of course, once I went to Jinxx’s place later that day I learned that before I could get the courage to talk to you, Biersack already had. From then on you were almost all that I thought about. I had never had feelings for someone like this before, sleeping with women wasn’t satisfying anymore. I only wanted you. I still only want you. I love you like no one else before. My Lola, I love you so fucking much.”

“Ashley Purdy, do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?”
Ashley squeezes my hands as he says, “I do.”
Lola Samuels do you take Ashley Purdy to be your lawfully wedded husband?”
“I do.” I whisper, smiling as I do.
“I now pronounce You husband and wife. Sir, You may kiss your bride.”
And with that, Ashley pulls me close by the waist while I place my hands behind his neck, kissing with love that will last forever.

“Introducing for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Purdy!” the Dj exclaims as we enter the room with our hands held high. We drink champagne and have our first dance, giggling as Carrissa and Urban decide to start slow dancing next to us. In the middle of the party it is time to toss the bouquet. I stand up on the Dj’s platform and toss the bouquet of white roses behind my head. I turn to see that Hallie is the one holding the bouquet, smirking as she does because they are getting married in a month. Next, I sit in the chair that was brought to the middle of the dance floors so that Ashley can remove the garter. He kisses me in the lips quickly before shocking the room as he sticks his head under my dress and takes the first garter off with his teeth. When he tosses the garter, everyone is shocked to see that by chance Andy had been the one to catch it. He puts the garter on my younger sister jokingly, his other hand on her ass while he does. I roll my eyes, knowing they are going to have sex with their two kids in the other room. They decided on a small house close to Ashley and I’s with a large yard and an already installed swing set in the back. Too soon, the party is over and all the guests begin to pile out while Ashley and I eagerly rush to the elevator so that we can enjoy our suite. Our honeymoon is a cruise in the Bahamas but that is not for a few weeks.
“Babe, I am going to go change quickly, alright?” I whisper quietly just when he is about to kiss me. I carefully remove my dress, hanging it in the garment bag before quickly changing into the lingerie that Hallie told me to wear tonight. I travel back out to the room when Ashley drops the phone he was holding and just stares.
“I love you so fucking much Lola.”
“I love you too Ashley.” I whisper, colliding our lips into a kiss I will always remember.

Notes

THANK YOU GUYS FOR READING MY FIRST FANFICTION SERIES AND THE 50 OF YOU THAT STUCK WITH ME THROUGH MY AWFUL WRITING SKILLS. (Look at now vs. Becoming Unbroken chapter 1… god!)
I made a polyvore of what Hallie wore at her wedding because I was bored so ta da: http://www.polyvore.com/hallies_wedding/set?id=101136986
So I love you all and I hope you liked this as much as I enjoyed writing this. YLBM is over 308 pages on the word document (probably more in the 350’s but I stopped transferring them from my phone in chp 30 ish..)
Andyways, thank you guys for reading and if you could do me a favor and check out my other two fanfictions I am currently working on that would be great.
The reads aren’t working but thank you to the 29 of yopu who voted on this, and the 48 on BU, all the 272 comments! On this one and the 155. That has over 18,230 views and that is something I never thought would happen! Love you guys! Considering my age and limited practice at writing I think I did pretty good J except for the sex scenes, sorry about how badly written those are lol… I would appreciate some comments about this? I started working on this chapter in early August so I put a lot of effort into this final chapter of Lola, Ashley, Andy, and Hallie.
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