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were so many things I wanted to say to him, so many
things I wanted to tell him.
    Garrett was the last person I had ever
expected to see at a wedding I was working. He had pretty much
fallen off the face of the earth after our break-up. Our mutual
friends never once mentioned his name to me.
    After Garrett left, I cut myself off
from the world. I refused to leave my room for almost three months.
My mother got so worried about me. She started to bring my food to
my room and would sit there and watch me eat. I would speak to no
one, not even Nicole. She must’ve called and texted fifty times a
day. Some days I would just hit ignore on my phone while others, I
would just shut it off completely. I was lucky if I slept three or
four hours a night. I had lost almost ten pounds, and I looked like
a zombie.
    Then one day Nicole staged her own
form of an intervention. . . .
    Nicole showed up at my
doorstep in August. I was lying on my bed staring at pictures of
Garrett and me, as I did every day. She must have rung the doorbell
a hundred times. Eventually, she came around to the back of my
house and stood directly under my window. She began to scream at
the top of her lungs “Leila, if you don’t open that god damned
door, I’m going to kick it in!”
    I went to the window and
opened it up. “Go away!” I shouted and slammed the window back
down.
    “ No, I’m not going to go
away. You’ve sat up in your room feeling sorry for yourself long
enough. You are either going to let me in or I will kick the door
down,” she yelled back at me.
    I could tell by the tone
in her voice she meant what she said. I emerged from my room and
ran down the stairs worried she was actually going to kick in my
door. I was also worried my neighbors were going to call the
police.
    I flung the door open and
she was leaning up against the doorframe with her arms across her
chest. “Well, it’s about fucking time,” she snapped.
    She pushed her way past me
and marched into my kitchen, and I followed her. She lifted herself
up onto the kitchen counter. She looked downright furious. “Alright
Leila, enough is enough. I know he broke your heart, but you have
to move on. You are supposed to start WSU in three
weeks!”
    I looked at her, hung my
head and said shamefully, “I’m not going.”
    “ Excuse me? I think I may
have heard you wrong. Did you just say you are not
going?”
    “ Yeah, you heard me. I am
not going!” I said with a bit more confidence in my
voice.
    “ Oh, you’re fucking
going!” She said as she launched herself off the counter, making
her way to my side of the kitchen. “If I have to personally move
into the dorms with you and walk you to every single one of your
classes, I will.”
    I gave her a funny look
and started to laugh.
    She stepped closer to me
and put her arm around me. “I love you, Leila. But you really need
to get your shit together. This is no way to live your life. . .
.” A noise from in the lobby woke me from
my daydream. I gave myself a long look in the mirror, made sure I
was presentable and headed towards the bridal suite. I knew I had
to be cordial to Susan and Marie even if it was going to kill me.
Katie’s reputation was on the line, not mine. I knocked on the door
and then poked my head through.
    “ Hi, Susan,” I said
politely. “Are you ready to put your dress on?”
    She glanced at the door and snapped,
“Yes.”
    I entered the room and I
immediately felt the animosity between Susan, Marie and
myself. Christ, are these two really going
to be bitches all fucking day?

Chapter 5

    The rest of the day went fairly well.
I tried to be as nice as possible to the douche twins and kept a
fake smile plastered on my face at all times. I also tried to keep
my distance from Garrett. Although, he was Marie’s date, he was not
in the bridal party, and for the most part, he was hanging around
the bar while I was taking the formal pictures of the wedding
party. He came over from time to time to see if