Will I ever love you?

**flashback, in Chris’s POV:**

I cried, for the first time in a long time, I cried, blaze and Andy hugged me tight before I went up to the podium to give my eulogy,
“hello, some of you may know me, but for those of you who don’t, my name is Chris biersack, I was very close to Brandon, we were best friends since we were both 8, its very sad to see such a great man go, but it just goes to show that god only takes the best, Brandon left a beautiful daughter, and a loving wife, due to have their son and day now, Brandon had one dying wish, he wanted our children to get married, and one day buddy, I promise that will happen, I would do anything I could to make you happy, my greatest condolences to the friends and family of Brandon, thank you.”

**a few years later**
Blazes POV:

Today is my 11th birthday, and I’m really sad, because my best friend Andrew is moving away, he really hadn’t talked to me much lately, his parents came over to say goodbye to us, but Andy just stayed in the car, I cried and tried to talk to him, but he just looked away.

**present day**
In jr high, me and Andrew would skype every day, we started getting close again, then we got in a fight, in 9th grade, he has still yet to come back, and I haven’t so much as heard from him in 3 years, until I went to a concert at a nearby theatre, that’s when I saw him, Andrew biersack, but he looked different, I thought for a minute, that it wasn’t Andy, it just looked a lot like him, then we made eye contact, he stopped, in the middle of his song, he stared at me, and soon everyone else was, an angered expression washed over him, and I walked out, crying of course, I went to bed that night, and cried myself to sleep, I don’t need this now, I graduate in 2 days, and I don’t need extra stress.

I woke up to tapping on my window, the sun was just coming up, I walked over, and there was a note taped to it, I quickly opened one side and grabbed it, it said

Blaze, I didn’t know you still lived here, I’m leaving in a few hours, don’t even try to contact me, I still hate you, and don’t want to see you ever again, I hope I made you cry, I hope you went home and cried like a little bitch, because that’s what you are, goodbye, I hope to never see you again
--Andrew
I started to cry again, but I did just as he said, I didn’t try to contact him, I just wiped away the tears and forgot about it.
**the next day**

Today I graduate, my mom woke me up with a little present, and I smiled and opened it, my smile faded a little,
“Mom, what’s this?”
“An engagement ring, surprise, you’re getting married, you have one week, you get to pick you’re colors, bridesmaids, dresses, and the wedding dress, we start shopping after you walk today.”
“bu-“
“No buts blaze, it’s final.”
With that she walked out of the room, great, I’m being forced to get married, I have no idea who to, and I don’t want to, I didn’t plan on getting married, I planned on going to college, and becoming a welder, I wanted to make money, and live happy, but now what.
All day I couldn’t get it out of my mind, who am I going to be married to, how will they treat me? What if they hurt me?
“Blaze guilbert”
I was pulled from my thoughts, time for me to walk, great, and one step closer to my mystery wedding, what I’ve always dreamt of.
After the ceremony was over, my took me straight to a dress shop, with my 4 best friends, I had to have four, cause apparently, that’s how many groomsmen there were, I picked deep red and white for my wedding colors, and we went dress shopping, we picked my dress first, I did know what I wanted, every girl has a dream wedding dress, so we finally picked that, then we moved on to bridesmaids dresses, wepicked awesome dressed, and bought 4 ties to match, and one black, mother took the ties to the groom, and me and the girls went to my house.

“Blaze” my mom screamed, coming thru the door with a letter in her hand,
“This is from your groom” she said handing it to me,
It read

Dear mystery bride,
I don’t know who you are either, but I promise, even though we don’t know each other, I’ll be a great husband, it’s what my father wants, and I’ll do anything to make him happy, I’ve heard great things about you, I hear you’re smart, and beautiful, and so many other great things, I hope that even though we don’t know each other, we can be each other’s best friends, and grow old together.

Love, your mystery groom.


I couldn’t help but smile a little, he seemed like such a sweetheart, I folded the letter up, and put it in my purse, then went to bed, tomorrow we have to go look at cakes, then get tablecloths, along with dishes, and such, then I am going to the mall for my wedding registry, I was going to do my part, then he was going to do his part the next day, and I was going to get mani pedis with my girls, then it’s time to get married, I’m excited, not about getting married, but to meet the man who has been writing these letters, he seems so perfect.

Notes

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