The first thing Michael saw when he opened the door was white. The second thing he saw was the face of the one person he hated in the world. She wore a long white dress that brought up memories of a day not to far ago. He went to slam the door in her face, his anger taking control but the broken look on her face stopped him.
“You can’t be here,” he spoke up, his hand still firmly gripped on the door. “You can’t do this to him.”
“I have no where else to go,” she mumbled, the tears from her eyes beginning to fall in sync with the rain. Michael sighed, his hand tugging at his hair at the tricky situation he was in. He made a quick decision,pulled her inside and steered her in the direction of the living room where he hesitantly brought the attention of everyone in the room to him and the woman that stood beside him.
His eyes found his best friend and saw the pain flash in them.The room stayed quiet until Luke finally spoke up.
“Tell me,” he said, “Did you at least make it down the aisle this time?” His tone wasn’t quite as cold as he’d have like it to be but to her it wasn’t anywhere as welcoming as she was accustomed to. Of course she hadn’t expected the blonde hair, blue eye man to jump up and hug her and pepper her face with kisses but the unwelcomed stare that he fixed her with was enough to increase the supply of tears that was streaming down her face and add the horrible sobs that left her lips.
And as Luke watched her break down he couldn’t stop himself, no matter how much he reminded himself that she had hurt him and left him broken and never even bothered to give him a reason. He couldn’t help himself as he walked over to her and lift her up, one hand under her knees, the other at her back. She curled into him, her lips brushing against his neck as her breathing slowed. She felt safe in his arms and he felt breakable.
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