Chapter Twenty-Nine (END)

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Picture: Collage of Sam and Kayden pictures :')

Kayden's POV:

~Three months later~

This is it. This is the day when I marry the love of my life and call him my husband.

I'm even more anxious now than I was at graduation, but that ended perfectly with a celebratory party thrown by my friends and family, and some celebratory sex from Sam.

I'm so excited, but oh-so nervous. Smiling down at West- who is trying to fix my tie- I laugh and gently push him away. "You can't do anything, you useless fuck," I giggle as my best friend pouts. I must admit, West looks pretty hot in his suit, his purple hair stylishly messy and his face shaved.

"This useless fuck is the one who threw you that bachelor party, so shut it, mister," West slaps my chest playfully, going back to work on the red tie around my neck. "This tie is the fucker, it won't TIE!" With a tug, he finally gets it tied perfectly. "BITCH! I OWN YOU TIE! SUCK IT!"

Slapping my forehead with my hand, I push West away from me, smiling softly at my reflection. My hair is swept to the side, hairspray holding it back nicely, and my brown eyes seem to sparkle. My slender body is wearing a suit- Black jacket, white dress shirt, black pants, and black dress pants. The red tie just makes everything come together, and I must say, I look quite nice.

"You look so handsome," West says quietly, smiling at me. "I'm so happy for you, Kayden, annnd I'm impressed with pick of best man." He winks, knowing that he's my best man but wanting to hear it AGAIN.

"Yes, West, you are the greatest best man," I sigh dramatically and laugh a bit. "Thank you for being such great best friend. I love you so much."

West dabs at his eyes, chuckling a bit. "You're making me cry, you ass," He pulls me into a tight hug. "I love you, too, Kayd. I'm so glad we're friends."

I catch a glimpse of his arms and pull back. "Whoa, what's with all the scars?" I ask, slightly horrified. West wouldn't cut, would he?

West quickly tugs his suit sleeve down to conceal the cuts. "When I was little, I was really clumsy and fell a lot, so I have a ton of scars," He shrugs as if it's the most normal thing in the universe. Not wanting to get into his business, I simply nod and take a deep breathe.

"I'm getting married..." I whisper, rubbing at the tears forming in my eyes. "I'm getting married at eighteen years old to the man I love... Never thought that would happen."

My purple haired friend claps my back and offers me a smile. "Yes, sir, you are," Looking at the time, West starts freaking. "You won't be, though, if you don't hurry the fuck up!"

I nod and quickly check myself out before rushing out the door and to West's car, since Sam took his and West wanted to carpool. As quickly as he can, my best bud speeds to the tiny chapel where our wedding is to he held. Outside, my mother is standing, pacing back and forth. I smile when I see her, her honey colored hair pulled into a neat bun on top of her head, a beautiful lilac dress on, and silver heels. She looks stunning.

"Kayden Brendan Whitly! You are nearly late!" My mom cries, rushing over and pulling me in for a hug. "Everyone was freaking out when you weren't answering your phone and- Never mind, you're here, that's all that matters."

I smile at her, but it drops into a horrified frown when I see the man walking towards us. "D-D-Dad?" I whisper, memories flooding back.

No, no, no, no! This can't be happening! Not on my wedding day! "Make him go away," I whimper to anyone who will grant my wish. "Please."

Surprising me, my mom shakes her head. "Your father just wants to talk Kayden. Hear him out, for me."

I haven't seen my dad in years, and boy has he aged. His eyes crinkle around the edges, and he has several forehead creases, not to mention, his hair is turning gray. "Kayden..." He says quietly, as if testing how the words feel in his mouth. "Wow... Look at you... Aged a bit, huh?"

Nodding, I stare at him, my guards all the way up. "H-hi Dad," I say equally as quiet. "Um... How are you?"

"I miss you, Kayden... I... I, uh, really fucked up by hitting you and your mother and leaving, and I already apologized to her. So I'm here to say I am so, so sorry for ever hating you just because of your sexuality. You're my son, and no matter who you love, I will always be here for you," He clears his throat and opens his arms, which I step into and let him hug me. "I'm so happy that you're getting married to the man you love, and all I can ask is that you forgive me."

Wrapping my arms around my father tightly, I nod my head. "I forgive you,"

"Great, all is forgiven! Now Kayden has to go before he misses his own wedding and I have to play his role," West say, somewhat annoyed. But a smile pulls up his lips as he watches my father and I repair our relationship. My mom nods her head and waves me away.

"Go! The wedding starts... Shit, now! Come on, I'm walking you down the isle!" My mom grabs my arm and we quickly walk into the church, starting the ceremony.

The organ starts playing, but not Here Comes The Bride, it's playing the song Sam and I danced to right after he proposed. Everything I Do, I Do it For You. I smile softly and walk down the isle with my mother's arm wrapped around mine. When I look away from the organ, my heart gets stuck in my throat just looking at Sam.

He looks so handsome in his white suit and black tie, the opposite to my suit. His usually spiky hair is combed to the side in a stylish wave, and his icy blue eyes are sparkling like the sea. When his eyes meet mine, a smile appears on his face, making me smile as well.

This is it. I'm getting married!

Once in front of my love, the tears I've desperately been trying to hold back fall, making me quickly wipe at the before anyone noticed. Sam did, though, and reached out to brush the rest away.

The priest smiles and starts to speak, but I'm lost in Sam's beautiful blue eyes, the love in them so very potent as he stares back. "Do you have the rings?" The officiant asks, bringing me back from my daze. Sam nods his head and pulls out two rings from his pocket, handing one to me and keeping the other. Sam takes my hand and smiles.

"Kayden. You are and forever will be my one true love. I can't imagine a day without, and if that day ever comes, it will be because I'm dead. You are my best friend in the whole universe, and I couldn't have ask for a better love. Since the day I met you, when you vomited all over my lawn, I knew I loved you," A tear rolls down his cheek. "And yeah, my parents aren't at my wedding because they are homophobes and can't love me for me, but you know what? I've got your family, who I love like my own, and not to mention all of our friends. So what I'm getting at is, I love you so, so much Kayden. Thank you for everything." He slides the little gray ring onto my finger, making my eyes water to the point of my hiccuping a bit.

When I've calmed down a bit, I take Sam's hand. "I had this whole thing rehearsed and I'm pretty sure there was a song and dance involved but whatever," The crowd chuckles a bit, and Sam smiles widely, his eyes gleaming. "So this vow will come straight from the heart without any thinking. Samuel Kendler, you are the love of my life. I couldn't ask for a better best friend or life partner, and every time I fall asleep, your arms around me, I thank every religious icon that I have you in my life. And though this may seem cheesy or corny, you have stolen my heart, and I honestly don't want it back."

Slipping the ring onto his finger, I smile and lace our fingers together. The priest smiles and looks to me. "Do you, Kayden Whitly, take this man to be your husband, to love and to hold forever more?"

I nod my head, tears running down my face. "I do,"

The priest turns to my love. "And do you, Samuel Kendler, take this man to be your husband, to love and to hold forever more?"

Sam nods his head as well, smiling and never breaking eye contact. "I do,"

"Then by the power vested in me by the state of Pennsylvania, on this day of October twenty-third, I hereby pronounce you husband and husband. You may now kiss," The priest smiles and steps back, giving Sam and I our moment.

Sam pulls me into his arms, kissing me with so much love I feel like I'm drowning. My hands tangle themselves in my husbands hair, a smile playing on my lips.

Cheering and hooting come from the crowd, and when I look up to the pews, I see all my friends and family together, smiling and crying, just happy for me and Sam.

And here I stand, in the arms of the man I love, having the privilege to call him my husband. Sure, things will get rough, but together, as a team, Sam and I will conquer whatever life throws at us.

~THE END~

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Tha-that's it? All gone? *sniffle* NO WAY! NU-UH THERE MOST BE MORE! *flips page* WHAAAAAT?! NO FAIR!

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How could a simple dare make you feel like your world is crashing down on you? How could a stupid, drunken dare evoke feelings that shouldn't be there in the first place?

Darren Hart knows he is straight. He has always been straight and never second guessed it. That is... Until he met the gay, crazy, purple haired West Destry.

West Destry knows he's in love. With who? Well, the incredibly "straight", incredibly grumpy Darren Hart.

When feelings grow, Darren questions himself and wonders if one boy could really make him have a change of heart.

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