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There was construction going on up ahead. I know, cause I saw it. They were doing some kinda work on the overpass. Working on the guardrails or some shit I don't know. But they’ve being doing it all month. I mean I was only a few blocks from my house. They had the right lane closed. And I knew this! I mean I've been on this road a gazillion times.

But I don't know. I guess when I reached for the flowers I turned the wheel to the right and I some how went swerving off the side of the road. I hit one of those traffic cones and I felt it. I mean I felt the thud of it hitting the car, and I immediately shot my eyes back up to the road. I caught a glimpse of it as it whizzing by and I automatically slammed on the brakes.

The tires squealed and I could smell them burning as they smoked. I wasn’t use to being in Mikey’s car that was for damn sure. It was so small and I felt so helpless in it. I heard some men yelling and a horn honked loudly and the next thing I knew I was slammed up against the steering wheel. I mean the car slammed up against the guardrail and I had my seatbelt on but I was still tossed about the inside roughly…

I heard the window crack, but it didn’t shatter, it just sent a chill down my spine. But it was the sound of the metal crunching like that just echoed in my ears even after it was silent…I just sat there panting slightly trying to catch my breath when suddenly someone swung open the car door. It was one of the construction workers. A big burly guy… He reached in to try to help me out of the car.

“Shit lady… didn’t you see the sign?” He says and I just stared at him with my mouth open.

“The sign?” I repeated back to him.

“Yeah right lane closed.” He says looking me over a bit I guess trying to see if I was okay. Like if I was hurt or anything but I wasn’t… I mean I was shaken up but I wasn’t hurt. Just then two more men came over. Other construction dudes. Looked like Mr. big and burly was in charge. I mean he had a fancy vest on. The other guy just had a flag.

“Pshhhh.” This flag guy says as he comes over and he's sorta looking at Mikey’s car and the guardrail. “A few more feet and-” He tells the other dude and I felt the blood drain my face as I looked at what he was gesturing at. He was right… A few more feet and I would’ve went over the overpass…

“You're a lucky girl.” The third guy sorta nodded at me and I just started trembling…

I mean I could’ve been dead! Is this my sign? Marry Gerard or you will die? Or maybe it’s telling me not to marry him! That like I was given a second chance at life and I shouldn’t waste it being married to him. I didn’t know what to think… I couldn’t think… I could barely stand…I sorta collapsed against big and burly, who tried his best to steady me back up.

“Uh you got a husband to call or-“ He shrugged and I shook my head a little.

“No I'm divorced.” I tell him stupidly and he sorta nodded a little as he scratched his head.

“Boyfriend?” He offers and I couldn’t seem to find my voice for a second. I mean I was staring over at the guardrail and I just…I was just so close to passing out…”Uh Father? A brother maybe?” He says like he didn’t know what else to suggest. I kinda just frowned at his words. I mean of course I had to call a man to come save me! Cause I was just a stupid girl who cant follow signs.

“No.” I shook my head a little. “I just…” I stammered. I couldn’t do this right now. I mean the whole world was just crashing down around me, how come no one could see this! … “Can I drive it?” I blurt out and he kinda made a face at me. ‘The car! Can I drive it home!” I sorta yelled hysterically at him.

“I suppose.” He shrugged and he looked over the other guy who nodded in agreement.

“Just looks like some cosmetic damage to me” He shrugged back and I nodded.

“Okay.” I said taking a deep breath as I went to get back in.

“You okay to be driving there?” The guy tried to stop me but I forced a smile at him.

“Yeah I'm fine.” I tell him. Repeating the same words I've told everybody these last few days… I'm fine… I'm fine… I'm fine…but I'm not…

I don't even know how I got home. I mean I know I drove, but I was just numb. I don't even remember going into the house. Some how I was just there. I carried all the crap I had in the car in too for some reason… I don't even know why. But when I looked down at my now extremely wrinkled dress and my flowers that were crushed beyond repair and I just lost it. I ran into the bathroom to throw up but since I hadn’t eaten any real food since breakfast yesterday, I couldn’t…

I was shaking as I picked up the phone to dial Gerard.

“Ah my love.” He answers and I collapsed down against the wall at the sound of his voice. “Make it quick I only have a minute.” He says and I can hear the sounds from his uncle’s shop filling the background.

“Okay, The wedding is off Gerard… I can’t marry you…”


“What?” Gerard sorta chuckled at first, like he thought maybe I was kidding. But I wasn’t… I had never been more serious in my life. He had to have known this I mean I couldn’t even fucking breathe and he wanted me to repeat it?

“I can’t… marry… you.” I started hyperventilating. My whole body was shaking. Thankfully I was already on the floor or I would’ve collapsed.

“Alright calm down, take it easy Elle.” He says lowering his voice down and suddenly it got real quiet in the background. I guess he went into the office or something. Or maybe he was in the bathroom like I was. “Are you okay?” He says his voice full of worry.

“No.” I whimpered back.

“Just breathe for me baby.” His voice was so soft so I did. I shut my eyes and took a deep breath in. I guess he could hear my breathing going back down cause he raised his voice back up slightly. “Now tell me what happened.” He says and I sniffled a little.

“I got in an accident.” I tell him weakly.

“What?!” He cried out. Fuck. He was panicking now, and I didn’t mean it like that. “Are you okay?” He questions me and I sniffled once more. He was so upset and I hated to be doing this to him.

“Yeah, oh God Gerard, I broke Mikey’s car.” I started to cry once more.

“Fuck Mikey’s car!” He kinda yelled into the phone. “Are you okay Elle?” He insists.

“Yeah but_” I wiped my eyes.

“But what? you hurt?” He says his voice full of concern once again.

“No.” I replied softly.

“Not hurt, not cut, not bruised, nothing…?” He double checks.

“No.” I repeat and he sorta exhaled a little relieved. “but I broke like the front of it and the side and God…“ I started to get hysterical again.

“You home?” He says shuffling the phone a little.

“Yeah.” I sighed and he sorta pulled the phone from his ear and was mumbling something to somebody in the background. “But Gerard I cant… I… my dress is crinkled. And the flowers are crushed and I cant…” I stammered a little and I could hear him lighting a cigarette. I mean I could hear the sound of the lighter flicking echoing in the phone.

“Elle.” He kinda mumbled and I could see him in my mind. Trying to balance the phone and light his cigarette as he spoke to me. I could even see him arching his eyebrow up at me as he said my name and it was just too much.

“No Gerard I can’t… not like this.” I begged him and he paused a moment before speaking again.

“Don't do this.” He sorta whispered and I cringed at his words.

“I'm not doing anything Gerard.” I said sadly. “Don't you see, there was a sign and I missed it.” I tell him and he sighed once more.

“Fuck.” He muttered under his breath.

“It said lane closed and…” I try to tell him but he cut me off.

“Stop. Right now stop.” He says firmly and I went to object but he wouldn’t let me. “You shut the fuck up and listen to me Elle.” He says and I pressed my lips together and let him talk. “Fuck the dress -fuck the flowers -you are going to marry me tonight.” He asserts like it was just that easy.

“I can’t, not like that, the dress, the flowers.” I try to argue but he didn’t want to hear it.

“Look, I don't care if you wear jeans and carry a fucking potted plant baby. It’s gonna happen.” He says and I couldn’t help but smile at his words.

“Gerard stop.” I tried not to laugh.

“No you stop. You hear me?” He says and I reluctantly shook my head.

“Yes.” I sighed.

“I'm coming home.” He says and I freaked.

“No!” I cried out desperately.

“Elle.” He says a little annoyed.

“No Gerard, please don't. Don’t make it worse I don't need any more bad luck for tonight.” I tell him and he sorta paused.

“Tonight?” He repeated back and I nodded a little more forcefully this time.

“Yeah.” I tell him and I can hear him smiling.

“Okay.” He says a little relieved now.

“Yeah but I need my ring. I left it in the truck.” I tell him and I could feel myself growing anxious again.

“It’s alright don't worry about it baby. I’ll make sure you get it.” He says and I nodded.

“Kay.” I said softly.

“This is the right thing for us baby. Trust me.” He says and I nodded. I mean I did trust him and I loved him.

“I know.” I replied and he sighed a little.

“I love you Michelle.” He says as I got up off the floor.

“I love you too Gerard.” I told him before disconnecting…

I went over and turned on the shower, I ran the water pretty hot and I just stood under it for a long time. Letting the water wash away all my fears… my tears. I stood there till the water ran cold but I wasn’t sure if it was enough…

I stepped out of the bathroom in to the bedroom that Gerard and I shared and I wasn’t sure what to put on. The feeling of not having anything to wear is enough to drive a normal girl over the edge, so you could imagine what it was doing to me…

Suddenly there was a noise from the kitchen, like some one was here, but no one was suppose to be here but me…My heart kinda skipped a beat as I grabbed the shorts and the tank top I usually sleep in and tossed them on as I went to go see who it was…

“Aw fuck I should've known it was you…”