But she don't want to marry me...

BRIELLE's POINT OF VIEW
The amount of time I've anticipated this day coming is beyond compare.

Planning a wedding is a mess, but the day, Oh, I wish I could say it was beautiful.

Caden, a wonderful man, very handsome, and most of all super kind to me and my best friend.

Chanel, she's my other half, and if a man isn't kind to her, well let's just say he's not the one.

And my other best friend, Noah, we've been friends since birth. Caden is his other best friend.

My hair up, dress on, makeup flawless, but yet I'm still not satisfied. I look to Chanel for the support I need, "Brielle, you're not stupid. There's a reason you chose this man to marry. Now go welcome your guests." She grasps my arm, gives me a look, and I stand. Ready to welcome the guests.

I make it to the courtyard, greeting the guests lightly. Mostly faking the smile on my face, when Noah walks up the smile becomes real.

Noah has a look on his face, then it dismisses quickly. "NOAH!" I chirp, he embraces me in a hug. "I wish you the best, Bri. I love you." He mumbles, "I love you too, best friend" I reply, letting go as he walks to his seat. I great the rest of the guests and make my way behind closed doors, Chanel in my wake. I await the opening of the doors,

Time almost comes to a stop, as the doors swing open and I step into the light of the beaming sun as everyone looks at me. Finally, something is about me.

NOAH's POINT OF VIEW

I've always loved Brielle, as much as she knows we have been best friends our whole lives and will continue to be friends.

But I just don't know if I can leave it that way. I sit in my seat, watching as the girl I love walk right by me to marry someone else.

I glance at Chanel, to get my focus off the girl I love. Chanel smiles at me, I don't return it. She looks concerned.

But what happens next, I never could have expected. As they say their vows I tune out the rest of the world, Brielle's wedding planning caused me to reside in the local bar. As many times as I try, I can't make myself tell her I love her.

It would ruin everything.

But somehow, when they ask if anyone objects I stand up. I don't know why.

Or how.

I've hid my feelings so long, slowly killing me inside.

"Brielle. To you, I am your best friend. But Bri, I need you to know something. I'm not going to stand here and watch the girl I love get married. So it's up to you. Do you love me too?"

UNKNOWN's POINT OF VIEW

I line my shot to the standing man, Caden looking at me out of the corner of his eye.

Bam.

Suddenly, Noah is on the floor. Gasping for air.

Caden asked me to give him a slow, painful, death so I did exactly that.

The guests are panicking, and I find joy in that. A girl rushes to Brielle's side and I decide she would be fun.

Bam.

A second explosion goes off, and she's also bleeding onto the white gown of Brielle.

But as much as I want to have more fun, I have to leave.

So I don't get caught.

I mean, murderers like me are simply people who have had just about enough.