Thu Jun 18, 2015 10:33 am by 
"I don’t get an invite?"
Rashad turned around, he knew he couldn’t be hearing that angelic voice of hers. But he was. It was Kailee. "Kailee," he breathed as she closed the doors.
"You were my best friend and I don’t get an invite to the wedding. I don’t get a notification your engaged…hell, I don’t get to know who the bride is." His eyes roamed all over her. He noticed everything. How nicely the low v-cut black dress emphasized all of her curves. How she still smiled even though there was so much sadness in her eyes. How the wide-eyed innocence was still in her eyes, though he knew how experienced she was. Rashad wanted to hug her, but he couldn’t take a step. He knew a hug was pushing it. Her being in the same room with him was pushing it.
"Ra, I don’t get a hug?" Her voice turned babyish and held a little pain. He walked as if he was in a trance and hugged her. He took a deep breath and inhaled the Dove shampoo in her hair. He fought the urge to put his fingers in the curls that he knew had taken her hairstylist hours to do.
"Kailee, can you handle this?"
She pulled away from the hug and averted her eyes to red carpeted floor. "No. I keep thinking I should be in the next room over pulling on the wedding dress, my best friends should be marching in. My family should sit where her family is sitting. I keep thinking there’s no way, there is no way, this is really happening. I try to convince myself that she doesn’t make you happy, or at least….not the way I make you happy. I want to ask you all these questions, questions that I really don’t want to know the answers to." She folded her arms across her chest and held herself tightly. She longed for him and his love again.
Rashad looked down at her small frame and saw the pain in her eyes, "Why are you putting yourself through this, Kai?" Kailee bit down on her bottom lip and looked away. Again, blinking away the tears that were threatening to fall.
"I have to," She spoke quietly, "I have to be here for you." He felt a small pain in his heart hearing her sense of obligation to him.
"Kai-"
"Please don’t." She stopped his apologies dead on as she sat adjusted his tuxedo. Rashad looked down at her while she made sure there was no dust on the Armani creation. She looked up into his brown eyes and couldn’t make herself pull away. There was so much passion and tension inside the room.
"You shouldn’t be here." He breathed. Her soft hand went to his cheek and he couldn’t help but to kiss her for one last time.
When Kailee closed her eyes she felt a tear coming out of her left one. She kissed him with everything she had in her being. She felt the sparks, she felt everything she had felt the last time they were together, she felt it all. But it seemed as if Ra felt nothing. She pulled away from him, and stared at him with an abundance of pain in her eyes. She knew that it was no longer about seeing her smile, but about seeing his bride to be smile.
Rashad stared at her silently back, wondering how it had gotten this way between them. What did this mean? Did it mean that they could no longer be friends? And if it meant that, why? Was it because of their being forced apart? Or was it because he couldn’t stay in the same room with her without the flashes of what had been?
"This should be me." She broke the silence with a quiet whine. Then the tears came, fast and many.
"This should be me." Rashad went to hold her before she hit the ground. She walked backwards to the door repeating herself.
"Does she make you happy, baby? Does she give you the feeling I give you? Do you two have the passion that we have? Do you love her as much as you love me? Ra…Baby, I need to know." She slid down the door and rocked, sobbing now.
He couldn’t stand to see her so broken down. "Answer me." She demanded softly.
"Why are you doing this to me, Kai?" He asked. Shelooked up at him and shook her head. She slowly rose from her position and blew him a kiss.
"Bye, Ra." She turned and reached for the doorknob. She waited for him to stop her but he never did. This gave her the answers to her questions. She opened the door and came face-to-face with the bride.
The bride looked at the beautiful woman’s tear stained face and should have felt happy that he chose her over the woman. But all she could feel was guilt, guilt for forcing them apart. She looked up at her fiancé. His face held a pain too, a pain she was knew was deeper than he was letting on. But she did not let that stop her, she stepped to the side so the woman could get by. The woman opened her mouth to speak but couldn’t.
"Are you attending the wedding?" The woman bit her lip and shook her head. Then she raced out of the church. The bride stared at Rashad and he looked back. No words were said for the longest.
"I did too much work to get you. I’m not letting you go." She uttered. Rashad came to the door way.
"Yani, I’m sorry." He mumbled as he went the church doors screaming that woman’s name.
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