I’ve been desperate to have something for fiction friday… I hate that I’ve been unable to post every week. I’ve been writing random bits and pieces… I’m all scattered. But I wrote this…
back to you. part 1.
Dani lay motionless in the dark, silently staring across the room. She had left the closet door open — something she would never have done years ago when she was a child. That’s where the monsters come from. And not nice ones like Sully. Scary ones. But she no longer feared monsters. She was far too focused on the shimmering white wedding dress hanging on the closet door.
Years ago, like many little girls, she imagined her wedding day. She sat with Ava, her best friend, on the very same bed she was lying on now. They flipped through the pages of bridal magazines choosing dresses and rings and cakes. And grooms.
They had their crushes over the years, but Dani always landed back at Adam, Ava’s big brother. Of course Ava thought that was ridiculous because, as she would say, “He’s just Adam.” But Dani thought ‘just Adam’ was dreamy. And it didn’t hurt that he was always so sweet to her when she visited Ava.
As they grew older, Adam spent more time with his sister and Dani. He’d have a friend or two around, but being so close in age, they inevitably all went out. Movies, burgers, the lake every summer. Adam didn’t see Dani as his ‘little sister’s friend’ anymore. He saw her as a sweet beautiful girl and he wanted time with her… without Ava. Without anyone.
It happened at the lake… that first kiss. And they became Adam and Dani — like it was one name. AdamandDani. And then they grew up. Together. But life separated them. Pulled in different directions over the years, they lost each other. But they never lost a single memory. Doesn’t everyone keep a piece of their first love inside them forever? AdamandDani did.
Tomorrow… the wedding. Not quite the fantasy Dani shared with Ava when they were kids, but still… a beautiful wedding. Dani would have her sparkling diamond and her shimmery dress. She would wear flowers in her hair. She would smile as she walked down the aisle toward her best friend on one side… and on the other side…
… the wrong man.