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The Depression

Brittany has been staring at the mirror for about 15 minutes now, looking at herself on how her perfect wedding dress hugged her body, on how the tight part stop by her hips and flow perfectly down to her ankles, how the strapless tube-like dress shows the perfect amount of her chest, not too slutty and not too prude. Her long blonde hair is put up into a beautiful braid. She smiled confidently and failed as her chest tightens.
She kept her hands on her chest as her heartbeat tried getting faster and faster. This is it! She’s going to marry the love of her life, the most special person she ever met.
She sighed deeply calming her nerves as the tears are attempting to fall, she can’t believe that this moment is going to arrive, walking down the aisle and meeting the most beautiful woman in her life, saying the most precious ‘I do’ aloud, shouting that she’s officially and legally hers. She tilted her head and tried to swallow the lump in her throat, the makeup artist prepared this for almost two hours, and she’s just going to ruin it? No.
She smiled smugly at the thought of wearing the ring that will bind them as one, but the pounding of her heart increased like it’s going to pop out any second. Her hands sweat like a river as she placed it shakily over her wedding dress.
She closed her eyes and momentarily imagined on how her future wife will look like on her own wedding dress, her trance was disturbed when a sudden knock on her door blared all throughout the room and followed by Quinn’s voice.
“Britt- you ready?”
She took another deep breath afore grabbing a piece of tissue by the makeup counter and dabbing it to the corner of her eyes carefully not to damage her eye liner. She again sighed deeply before smiling widely walking towards the door afore opening it revealing the short-haired blonde in her yellow strapless bridesmaid dress.
“Wow. You look amazing Britt.” The shorter blonde breathed out looking at her best friend up and down her mouth ajar.
“You too Q. God I’m so nervous.” She whimpered turning on her heels as she get back in front of the mirror flatting her dress.
“Why? You’re getting married to the most amazing girl, you said it yourself.” She mumbled as she followed the other blonde’s trance, walking to the makeup table grabbing the blonde’s bouquet of flowers.
“I know. God! I guess… I’m just really really nervous.” She mumbled as she tried to keep her breathing normal.
Quinn dropped the bouquet and head towards the small table grabbing a glass of water and handed it to the taller blonde who’s been continuously marching back and forth. Brittany took the glass and swung the content into her mouth. Quinn held her best friend’s shoulder before ordering the other blonde to take a deep breath holding it a little afore letting the air puff out of her.
“She loves you.” she said sternly her hazel eyes looked at those blue anxious eyes before giving her one last nod. And Brittany calmed automatically, by the time the little clinging sound blared she again tensed. It’s time.
Quinn grabbed the bouquet of flowers before handing to the other blonde, and giving her one last smile before motioning her arm for the other blonde to link her arm. Brittany again sighed deeply before linking her arm with Quinn, gripping her bouquet like her life depended on it before turning on their heels out the door.
She haven’t seen her future wife since yesterday, people were saying that it’ll be a bad luck if they’ll going to see each before the wedding. She pretty threw a tantrum hearing that she can’t see her fiancé, but then she still obeyed her parents, 24 hours won’t hurt they will be together forever. Forever.
She smiled widely at the thought of them, being together forever. What will she call her wife by that time? Babe? Sweetie? Honey? Wifey? She even grinned widely as she can even picture on how her girlfriend will grimace at those endearments, and that’s how Brittany liked it even, on how the other girl would say that she doesn’t want any endearments but going to be mad if Brittany stopped to call her in any pet names.
“Miss, 5 minutes.” Her trance was disturbed when the staff member suddenly called her attention, she snapped her head on his direction and nod subtly. She even gripped her bouquet tightly as she stood on the other corner of the church, she heaved a sigh at the thought of her future wife standing on the other corner.
The wedding sound blasted all throughout the church which made her hands sweat like a lake. The same staff member again poked his head before pulling the string and revealing the church’s view.
The church is filled with the glowing color of yellow and black, it’s pretty unique for anyone’s taste, she can remember that they almost argue about the wedding’s theme for she loves yellow and her fiancé loves black and they just decided to mix both colors to satisfy them and they made out after that…so yeah… she shook her head as she can feel her cheeks burning recalling that long and loud night.
She can see her family and friends sitting on the right row and her fiancé’s on the left. They were all looking at her direction waiting for her final appearance, she can barely see what was there on the left corner she blinked her eyes and saw another woman wearing a beautiful wedding dress, it’s more likely different on hers. She’s wearing a strapless white dress that flows through her ankles as well, as the top revealed much of her chest, but not that much. She might have to sue the designer if they did so.
She can’t help but smile at the view of her future wife, her long brunette locks flowing gorgeously. She can almost see that the brunette is shaking as she held her own bouquet near her chest. She smiled giddily at the view not noticing that she herself is holding her bouquet shakily. The music continued before hearing the staff member’s voice behind her saying ‘Go’.
She can’t almost move her feet, her heart is like already there outside the church trying to get home. She’s nervous, problem? She can see her fiancé started moving towards her, and that’s what all it took for her own feet to start moving as well. She almost slipped and immediately tried to regain her balance, not too subtle Britt!
She watched how she get nearer and nearer to her love of her life, she can feel the stinging pain from her jaw for it start hurting she’s been smiling since she got out the room. What? She frown at the sight that the Latina is not wearing the same smile as she does, she look so small and fragile, well maybe she’s super super nervous.
Brittany looked at her thoughtfully giving her a little nod, as the brunette gave her a small smile and continued walking. By the time they were face to face, she can see that the brunette’s brown orbs are gloomy and nervous at the same time. She held her bouquet on the other hand and offered her other’s to her future wife, the Latina accepted it and intertwined her own quivering hands with Brittany. The blonde gave it a squeeze before giving the brunette the sweetest smile she could ever muster before facing the aisle dragging the brunette to start walking as well.
She can see the happy faces from her family and even her fiancé’s. She smiled widely seeing her best friend Quinn by the aisle dabbing her eyes with a piece of tissue as she tried to look at Brittany happily. And even Rachel beside the other blonde is looking so happy at the sight of her and he fiancé getting nearer the priest.
Quinn gave her an assuring look as Brittany and her future wife faced the priest who will bind them as one, finally.
Brittany can barely understand what the priest was saying, all she could ever think of is that she’s going to be with this woman forever. And the only thing that took her attention back to what the priest was saying is the question she had been thinking of for forever.
“Do you Brittany Susan Pierce take Santana Marie Lopez as your lawful wife?”
Brittany can’t help but smile widely she can almost feel her mouth ripping off. This is it.
“I do.” she answered enthusiastically glancing at the girl beside her. Seeing that the brunette has been biting her lower lip that for sure it’ll bruise and her brown orbs never reached her blue ones. Brittany frowned at the sight and immediately tugged her lips to form a smile and faced the priest once again, Santana’s just nervous she assured herself.
“Do you Santana Marie Lopez take Brittany Susan Pierce as your lawful wife?”
Brittany glanced at Santana happily, waiting for the brunette to release those words. The pang in her chest automatically tighten as the Latina kept her head down and the church was filled with the most glass shattering silence.
“Baby.” Brittany offered her hand and the brunette took it, Santana gave it a small squeeze afore letting go completely. The blonde almost whimpered seeing the tears falling from the Latina’s brown eyes.
“Britt, I’m sorry.” Santana mumbled before turning on her heels and running down the aisle, Brittany’s eyes stayed on where Santana was standing just a while ago, her tears automatically fell and her chest tightened. She can feel Quinn’s arms wrapped protectively around hers but she can’t hear nor feel anything but Santana’s last words and the brunette’s last squeeze on her hand.
She can’t stop her tears from falling as Quinn tried to calm her, she can hear the fading voice of Rachel yelling Santana’s name. Her vision went blurry and black as she squeezed her eyes shut trying to wake herself up from this nightmare. The worst nightmare.
“Tell me… this i-is not h-ha-happening Q.” she stuttered as she opened her eyes looking at the church’s entrance not seeing any signs of the love of her life.
“Santana.”
A/N: So there you go. Let me know people (: Continue or not? Thank you in advance.

Brittany has been staring at the mirror for about 15 minutes now, looking at herself on how her perfect wedding dress hugged her body, on how the tight part stop by her hips and flow perfectly down to her ankles, how the strapless tube-like dress shows the perfect amount of her chest, not too slutty and not too prude. Her long blonde hair is put up into a beautiful braid. She smiled confidently and failed as her chest tightens.

She kept her hands on her chest as her heartbeat tried getting faster and faster. This is it! She’s going to marry the love of her life, the most special person she ever met.

She sighed deeply calming her nerves as the tears are attempting to fall, she can’t believe that this moment is going to arrive, walking down the aisle and meeting the most beautiful woman in her life, saying the most precious ‘I do’ aloud, shouting that she’s officially and legally hers. She tilted her head and tried to swallow the lump in her throat, the makeup artist prepared this for almost two hours, and she’s just going to ruin it? No.

She smiled smugly at the thought of wearing the ring that will bind them as one, but the pounding of her heart increased like it’s going to pop out any second. Her hands sweat like a river as she placed it shakily over her wedding dress.

She closed her eyes and momentarily imagined on how her future wife will look like on her own wedding dress, her trance was disturbed when a sudden knock on her door blared all throughout the room and followed by Quinn’s voice.

“Britt- you ready?”

She took another deep breath afore grabbing a piece of tissue by the makeup counter and dabbing it to the corner of her eyes carefully not to damage her eye liner. She again sighed deeply before smiling widely walking towards the door afore opening it revealing the short-haired blonde in her yellow strapless bridesmaid dress.

“Wow. You look amazing Britt.” The shorter blonde breathed out looking at her best friend up and down her mouth ajar.

“You too Q. God I’m so nervous.” She whimpered turning on her heels as she get back in front of the mirror flatting her dress.

“Why? You’re getting married to the most amazing girl, you said it yourself.” She mumbled as she followed the other blonde’s trance, walking to the makeup table grabbing the blonde’s bouquet of flowers.

“I know. God! I guess… I’m just really really nervous.” She mumbled as she tried to keep her breathing normal.

Quinn dropped the bouquet and head towards the small table grabbing a glass of water and handed it to the taller blonde who’s been continuously marching back and forth. Brittany took the glass and swung the content into her mouth. Quinn held her best friend’s shoulder before ordering the other blonde to take a deep breath holding it a little afore letting the air puff out of her.

“She loves you.” she said sternly her hazel eyes looked at those blue anxious eyes before giving her one last nod. And Brittany calmed automatically, by the time the little clinging sound blared she again tensed. It’s time.

Quinn grabbed the bouquet of flowers before handing to the other blonde, and giving her one last smile before motioning her arm for the other blonde to link her arm. Brittany again sighed deeply before linking her arm with Quinn, gripping her bouquet like her life depended on it before turning on their heels out the door.

She haven’t seen her future wife since yesterday, people were saying that it’ll be a bad luck if they’ll going to see each before the wedding. She pretty threw a tantrum hearing that she can’t see her fiancé, but then she still obeyed her parents, 24 hours won’t hurt they will be together forever. Forever.

She smiled widely at the thought of them, being together forever. What will she call her wife by that time? Babe? Sweetie? Honey? Wifey? She even grinned widely as she can even picture on how her girlfriend will grimace at those endearments, and that’s how Brittany liked it even, on how the other girl would say that she doesn’t want any endearments but going to be mad if Brittany stopped to call her in any pet names.

“Miss, 5 minutes.” Her trance was disturbed when the staff member suddenly called her attention, she snapped her head on his direction and nod subtly. She even gripped her bouquet tightly as she stood on the other corner of the church, she heaved a sigh at the thought of her future wife standing on the other corner.

The wedding sound blasted all throughout the church which made her hands sweat like a lake. The same staff member again poked his head before pulling the string and revealing the church’s view.

The church is filled with the glowing color of yellow and black, it’s pretty unique for anyone’s taste, she can remember that they almost argue about the wedding’s theme for she loves yellow and her fiancé loves black and they just decided to mix both colors to satisfy them and they made out after that…so yeah… she shook her head as she can feel her cheeks burning recalling that long and loud night.

She can see her family and friends sitting on the right row and her fiancé’s on the left. They were all looking at her direction waiting for her final appearance, she can barely see what was there on the left corner she blinked her eyes and saw another woman wearing a beautiful wedding dress, it’s more likely different on hers. She’s wearing a strapless white dress that flows through her ankles as well, as the top revealed much of her chest, but not that much. She might have to sue the designer if they did so.

She can’t help but smile at the view of her future wife, her long brunette locks flowing gorgeously. She can almost see that the brunette is shaking as she held her own bouquet near her chest. She smiled giddily at the view not noticing that she herself is holding her bouquet shakily. The music continued before hearing the staff member’s voice behind her saying ‘Go’.

She can’t almost move her feet, her heart is like already there outside the church trying to get home. She’s nervous, problem? She can see her fiancé started moving towards her, and that’s what all it took for her own feet to start moving as well. She almost slipped and immediately tried to regain her balance, not too subtle Britt!

She watched how she get nearer and nearer to her love of her life, she can feel the stinging pain from her jaw for it start hurting she’s been smiling since she got out the room. What? She frown at the sight that the Latina is not wearing the same smile as she does, she look so small and fragile, well maybe she’s super super nervous.

Brittany looked at her thoughtfully giving her a little nod, as the brunette gave her a small smile and continued walking. By the time they were face to face, she can see that the brunette’s brown orbs are gloomy and nervous at the same time. She held her bouquet on the other hand and offered her other’s to her future wife, the Latina accepted it and intertwined her own quivering hands with Brittany. The blonde gave it a squeeze before giving the brunette the sweetest smile she could ever muster before facing the aisle dragging the brunette to start walking as well.

She can see the happy faces from her family and even her fiancé’s. She smiled widely seeing her best friend Quinn by the aisle dabbing her eyes with a piece of tissue as she tried to look at Brittany happily. And even Rachel beside the other blonde is looking so happy at the sight of her and he fiancé getting nearer the priest.

Quinn gave her an assuring look as Brittany and her future wife faced the priest who will bind them as one, finally.

Brittany can barely understand what the priest was saying, all she could ever think of is that she’s going to be with this woman forever. And the only thing that took her attention back to what the priest was saying is the question she had been thinking of for forever.

“Do you Brittany Susan Pierce take Santana Marie Lopez as your lawful wife?”

Brittany can’t help but smile widely she can almost feel her mouth ripping off. This is it.

“I do.” she answered enthusiastically glancing at the girl beside her. Seeing that the brunette has been biting her lower lip that for sure it’ll bruise and her brown orbs never reached her blue ones. Brittany frowned at the sight and immediately tugged her lips to form a smile and faced the priest once again, Santana’s just nervous she assured herself.

“Do you Santana Marie Lopez take Brittany Susan Pierce as your lawful wife?”

Brittany glanced at Santana happily, waiting for the brunette to release those words. The pang in her chest automatically tighten as the Latina kept her head down and the church was filled with the most glass shattering silence.

“Baby.” Brittany offered her hand and the brunette took it, Santana gave it a small squeeze afore letting go completely. The blonde almost whimpered seeing the tears falling from the Latina’s brown eyes.

“Britt, I’m sorry.” Santana mumbled before turning on her heels and running down the aisle, Brittany’s eyes stayed on where Santana was standing just a while ago, her tears automatically fell and her chest tightened. She can feel Quinn’s arms wrapped protectively around hers but she can’t hear nor feel anything but Santana’s last words and the brunette’s last squeeze on her hand.

She can’t stop her tears from falling as Quinn tried to calm her, she can hear the fading voice of Rachel yelling Santana’s name. Her vision went blurry and black as she squeezed her eyes shut trying to wake herself up from this nightmare. The worst nightmare.

“Tell me… this i-is not h-ha-happening Q.” she stuttered as she opened her eyes looking at the church’s entrance not seeing any signs of the love of her life.

“Santana.”

Notes

A/N: So there you go. Let me know people (: Continue or not? Thank you in advance.

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