Save me tonight

A young girl by the name of Sarah is depressed. Her life is complicated and after the people who depended on her for a lot were let down and left she became suicidal. She felt like she was alone, and well she kind of was. Relationships never worked and her family would never noticed the scarred body she tried to hide. There has been many attempts to take her own life but none succeeded. She always felt like she had no future and no purpose. She felt like god wanted wanted her alive just to see her suffer. So she had one last idea. It was the only idea that would work. While in the middle of her last attempt she gets flashbacks of happy moments and love, all these people still around. But things don't go right. In the last seconds she sees and angel. Or what she thinks is angel. Will she survive? Will she know her angel?

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28. Wedding Bells Ring

El's POV:  

 

White. White walls, white dress and white shoes. It was different and a strange feeling to really think today was the day i was going to start my adult life. I feel as if I'm my mom. I was alone for maybe a minute and then brides maids and the parents all came in. I was wearing a new wedding dress that fit snug around my hips and Sarah's moms veil. She came up beside me. She was small but not too much that you couldn't see her. She always had a sparkle in her eyes even when she cried. I knew now she had hope in her. A hope that burned for a chance for everything to be perfect. She was strong both physically and emotionally. And i was glad she was in my wedding with me. She had been through so much already and I'm glad i finally got see her smile. She put her hand on my shoulder and gasped at the sight of me. I don't think she had ever been to wedding. At least not since she was little. A tear fell and i grabbed her hand and a tear escaped my eyes too. Even though these were tears of joy it was still heartbreaking to see her cry. She was so small and fragile. I don't know how anybody could hurt a sweet little girl like her. She was soft. She spoke so softly and even when she touched you it was light. It seemed like she couldn't hurt anybody but i knew she had. She harmed herself.   

She trusted me with a lot. I was a good friend but i knew i didn't know it all. I wanted to know her like her best friend did but i knew she didn't want me to. She hasn't even told Niall most of that stuff yet. I wanted to be her outlet for anything. But i could tell she was afraid. She was afraid to let go and trust. Hopefully one day she could.   

It was time to start lining up. Louis stood at the alter and the brides maids and grooms men walked down the aisle. Then it was my turn. Everyone rose up and looked back towards the double doors at the back of the church where i waited. I took a deep breath and walked the straight path to the rest of my life.   

 

Sarah's POV:   

 

stood up by the other girls. Everyone stared at El, oh she looked stunning. Her dress fit her perfectly and it made her look like royalty. People took pictures and cameras flashed. A few paparazzi were there but not too many. It was the wedding of the year. She was crying. And it made me cry. She was so happy to finally be marrying the love of her life. She had been through it all with louis and i knew she could handle forever with him. The "i do's" came. And people cheered as they kissed. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he lifted her off the ground. When their lips disconnected he held her close and walked her up the aisle out the church. We followed. We all got into cars and proceeded to pictures for a bit then back to the reception. Niall sat with me in a car with harry and one of El's friends. We all sat around and just twiddled with our thumbs. It was a tad awkward.   

"So uhm daisy is it? That's a really pretty name." I said giving her a slight smile.   

  She was so different than me in appearance. She was tall and thin with long wavy blonde hair. She had sparkling green eyes and a soothing voice. I think harry was attracted to her because when anybody else spoke in the car he wouldn't take his eyes off her. She look stunning in the peach brides maid dress. It wrapped around her body perfectly where as my dress made me look twice as big and touched the ground. I was never a fan of heels even though i was so short. I was jealous she could pull off that dress, harry could have pulled off the dress better than i.   

Even though i had gotten my memories back, which i was so thankful for, i never really got my confidence back. I felt like i wasn't worth anybody's time. People still loved me the same, probably even more but i would always get those messages and comments from people saying i wasn't good enough to be next to Niall. And now the media had gotten a hold of me and my best friends old pictures and were saying i was cheating on my true love. It was hurtful to think that someone would actually believe that. But i had to get those thoughts out of my head today was El's day and i was not going to ruin it for anybody.   

Pretty soon we got out of the car and i was glad. Even though Niall never took his eyes off me i was still self conscience about myself and Niall falling for another girl. I knew i wasn't terrible looking but i was nothing amazing. We got all the pictures taken and it was fun doing a photo shoot type of thing.   

We drove back but this time i sat in Niall's lap and he whispered stories into my ear. Every time we hit a bump in the road i would jump up but before i went flying Niall would pull me into him an lean back. He was so protective of me. Like if a guy were to look at me in the wrong way he would glare at them. I know i look innocent but I'm not. I know my limits. He always will beg me to never change anything and for me that's not possible. I always watch my weight and he absolutely hates when i do that. Late at night when I'm pretty positive he's asleep i sneak out of bed and weigh myself. But he always seems to catch me and before i can ever actually know the number he ends up standing on it with me. He ends dragging me back to bed with me hung over his shoulder. He plop me on the bed then pull me in and quickly doze while i stay up thinking.  

For the first time in a long time i went on twitter. Many of the fans are not very nice to me and it hurts to be called terrible names i would never say out loud. I took a picture of Niall and i and posted it with him tagged. I locked my phone and we arrived at the reception. 

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