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[~<3~Morgan Voltaire~<3~]

Okay, I was Really bored in Detention the other day, so I started writing this. It is based on A song by My Chemical Romance called To The End. (Awesome Song) Anyway, It shall be written in Three Installments. The Preparation, The Wedding, And The Reception. And Now, To The End.

Today, Which Should be the Happiest Day of my life. Today My Wedding. The Shimmer and Zest for life that once shone so clearly through my soft Hazel eyes has since dulled. I hope secretly that this powder that they are covering my face in will get caught in my throat sand Choke me. Or perhaps This Uncomfortable Corset Will stop my breathing. Anything to keep me away from that Vile Cameron, and in the cold Arms of my Darling, Lifeless Gerard. Oh, I miss him. It was no accident, you know. Gerard would never Shoot himself. I know. You see, My Gerard was full of Life. I have a theory. I think Cameron Killed him. Oh Was he ever so thorough, He even had the bullet inscribed with my name. I took the note from my uncomfortable shoes and read it for what seemed like the thousandth time.

My Dearest Joset, I have found that life is too much to handle. I love you so much, Please forgive me for What I am About to do. In your favorite song, it says
"And as the fragments of my skull begin to fall,
Fall on your tongue like Pixie dust,
I want you to think happy thoughts."
As I put this gun barrel to my temple, I want you to know that I wrote you name on this bullet so everyone would know you were the last thing to go through my mind.

Thick teardrops stain the paper, and after a moment, I realize their mine. A white veil is shoved onto my new blond hair, which I hate as Organ music begins to play 'Here comes the bride.'
That means the man with the sniper gun is in place, Ready to Shoot.

Whee!!! More Later.

[Xailyn Rose]

That's pretty interesting, and good. I'd definitely like to see you write more. ;D

[Teagan]

xailyn1 said:

That's pretty interesting, and good. I'd definitely like to see you write more. ;D

Same here.

[~<3~Morgan Voltaire~<3~]

OOC: Aww thanks guys ~hugs~ Anywho, I credit the vows to Tim Burton and the corpse bride blah blah blah ON WITH THE SHOW!

I'm taking the slow walk down the aisle, I look at the evil man who has set my fate. With his greasy blond hair, His beady black eyes that were much too small for his face, glinting maliciously. I sneak a glance through my veil at my parents. My mothers eyes were cold, and greedy, While my fathers were half open, and drunk. I smirked as I knew how much fun he would be at the reception.

Everyone was wearing white I noticed, but three people stood out in full mourning outfits. Mr. and Mrs. DuChagney. My heart stopped. Gerard's parents. I tore my eyes away from their forms, and settled on the other figure. My Best friend, Annette Giry. Her pretty green eyes regarded me with sympathy, and I gave her a shaky smile. She knew the full story. My foul parents had betrothed me to the vile Cameron the very day Gerard died, three days before my 18th birthday. They practically sold me, for money they didn't need. My tomb of a mansion was filled with every luxury an 18 year old could want. It depressed me so, even more than my childhood home, Black Rose manor.

I looked down at my bouquet of Black Roses, their bittersweet scent wafting up toward me. Silent tears strolled down my face As I got closer. The women who did my makeup were hissing at me from the pews. "Stop that, you'll ruin your mascara." I knew that they regarded me with Jealousy, They wanted to be the next Mrs. Cameron De'Peret. I knew they wanted to switch places with me. The feeling couldn't be more mutual.

I finally reached the altar, trying to keep my sobs at bay. One wrong anything, and bye bye Annette, Bye Bye Mr. And Mrs. DuChagney. Bye bye goes everyone I care about, then...Byre Bye me. I recite the vows I do not wish to, and am choking on every word. I feel as though I'm about to throw up, but I speak the words anyway.

"With this hand, I will Lift your sorrows.
Your cup shall never empty, for I shall be your wine.
With this candle, I will light your way in darkness.
With this ring, I ask you to be mine."

I slip a band onto his finger, and then he recites the same words, and jams a pretty diamond ring on my finger. We are pronounced Husband and Wife. He lifts my veil, and nobody notices that tears are running down my face. Nobody notices The disgust evident on my face as he presses his chapped lips against my own soft ones, ones reserved for Gerard.

Nobody notices the dark plan forming in my mind.

[Xailyn Rose]

Oh, wow... I can't wait until you write more, I really like it. o.o

[Teagan]

It's getting even more interesting.