Why the rain makes me cry

The rain. You wont see them. All of it gets washed way. Too much of it gets washed away. I don't need him. Or anybody. I love nobody and nobody loves me. I'm treated like a monster. The rain is my only friend. The tears and the rain mmix together so you can never see them.


17. Wedding and End

(Rhain's) POV

*Four months later.*

"Today it the day! My baby girl is getting married!" cried an over dramatic Amara. She was doing my hair and makeup. She was about three months pregnant. "There done!" she said. I looked into the mirror and gasped. My Navy blue hair was in a bun with a few strands loose hanging. They were curled a little too. I wore a white dress with a black over skirt. I had black heels on. The dress was to my thighs i didn't like long dresses they were too much of a hassle. On my face was black eyeliner with a light blush. I didn't want much makeup on so I was happy with what was one. I looked at Amara. "Thank you! It looks Beautiful!" I said. Amara was in a pale pink dress that reached calves with silver flats on. Her hair was down with pink eye shadow on along with some lip-gloss and eyeliner. "Thank you. Oh! Don't start crying You'll ruin the makeup!" she said. I nodded and did my best not to cry. "You look really pretty Mom." I said. "Thank you." she said.  The door opened. "Are you ready?" asked Oliver. I nodded. He kissed my forehead. "You look beautiful honey. Don't let anybody ruin this day for you." he said. "Thanks dad." I said. He nodded and the music started to play. We slowly walked down the isle and everybody gasped at me. "So pretty. "So beautiful." "I wish I was her." there were whispers everywhere. We got up there and John was staring at me. "You look beautiful." he said. "Thank you. You look handsome as well." I said. "thanks." he said. (A/N: I don't know the vows and all that so lets just skip that part)

"I now present you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." the priest said. John and i kissed and cheers where heard everywhere. Amara and Oliver came up to us. "I'm so happy for you two!" Cried Amara. "Thanks Mom." I said. "Now you better treat my baby girl right or I will kick your ass." Dad said in a threating tone. "I swear. I will never hurt her. I would rather die." John said. "Good." he replied. "Now. It's time for your first dance together as a husband and wife. Go!" Amara pushed us to the dance floor. "You look as darling as ever wife." John said to me. I laughed. "Same do to you. My husband." I replied. "Good to know. I can't wait until tonight." he said. I blushed. After the dance ended we ate cake and I threw a bouquet over my shoulder and let the other single women catch it. A woman caught it and let out a victory noise and kissed the man next to her. "Woah. Talk about strange. She just kissed the man next to her." I whispered to John. "Yeah. That's strange alright." he replied. Surprisingly the man kissed her back. "I think a new couple has formed." I cheered. The woman ended the kiss and blushed while the man just smirked and wrapped his arm around her waist. "Tie for you two to go. go enjoy your honeymoon!" cheered Amara. We blushed and got out of there as fast as we could.

We went to Hawaii and stayed there for about two weeks. We made love so many times that I couldn't even count. About three month later I showed sighs of pregnancy. We went to the doctors and sure enough I was pregnant with our first child her name is Mary. We later had a son his name is Max. We only had two children. Mom and Dad had a child too. His name is Gene. A couple years later Dad got really sick. He was in the hospital for about four years and wasn't getting better. Their 10 year son was really smart and was always the top of his class trying to make Dad proud. One day he brought home a card. He made it at school. It was fathers day. The next say Dad died. Mom was sad and cried every night until I gave her a stern talking to. After that she tries to live everyday of her life along with Gene to the fullest for Dad. John and I have a wonderful family that father would be proud of. We live near Mom and see her everyday. We also see Samantha after she apologized. I see my adopted father every couple of months I never did find my biological parents but I don't want to either. We live our lives everyday to the fullest. We never look back into the past. We never cry by ourselves anymore. But we still cry. It's the anniversary of father's death. So I look up to the sky and repeat my sayings all those years ago. "Why does the sky cry?" I got an answer this time. "It's mourning with us so we never feel alone. Never again will we cry by ourselves." I look at John. "Thanks." is all I say. as we stand beside the grave.




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