A Wedding

I never thought I'd see the day. A few years back Emmett and Ted had that fling, no one thought it would last but somehow, they navigated the rocky river that is life and here we are. Here I am. Watching another friend... well, okay two friends get together. Not that I'd ever confess that I can tolerate Ted, but he's not such a bad guy I suppose.

Justin. I want him here by me. Keeping me sane, but no; he had to be Emmett's best man... or is that maid of honor. Yeah, I still got my wit. Jesus, this ceremony is more dykish than Melanie and Lindsay's. I can't help the scoff that escapes my lips, and I take no joy in the sharp looks directed my way... I wonder when that change happened? I always liked to make waves. I still do I suppose, but it's just not as important as it once was.

The official is talking, about what? The fuck if I should know. The same shit about love that everyone else espouses. I'd like to give the world a fucking enema and get people off the love bullshit. Fuck! As soon as I think that he looks at me... I swear he can read my mind. Justin knows what I'm thinking and just gives me one of those radiant smiles. I thought by now I'd be tired of him, or he of me, but we're not. I don't know what I'd do without him around. A while back I finally mustered the energy... the courage... to tell him how important he is to me. The little shit just smiled and told me that he knew.

His smile, it melts through the façade that I put up... it always does... he always does. Maybe one day it'll be him and me... no, I'm not going to think about it... not now at least... no, for now I'm just going to indulge in his smile and know it's intended only for me.

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