Back by popular demand, let me try to do the third part of Chloe’s wedding. I started this last Sunday with my first writing challenge of the new week, “Bridezilla Has A Breakdown” and then on Friday, I did a second part for another challenge called, “Chloe Needs A Drink” and I’m not adding it to this week’s Picture It & Write entry. So I decided to find another picture and hope for some inspiration. So I hope you enjoy it.
Chloe sat in her chair with her new husband Hank sitting by her side. He sat in his chair, eating his dinner that was just delivered to them. Claire sat in her chair right next to Chloe, she sat there quietly, but she was also still attached to her phone, busy texting her stupid boyfriend. She was aggravated at the fact that nothing she wanted was happening. She didn’t want to feel alone on her wedding. Even though she sat in a room full of people she felt like she was the only one there. Her mom had her husband and family and friends around her. Brenda had her cheating husband plus their band of daughters. Claire had somebody texting her left and right, and her now husband was more concerned about the food than his wife’s needs. She was devastated at how everything was going and all she wanted was it to be over.
Hank was finally finished with his dinner, or he needed to take a breath. Whichever one, he lifted his head from his plate and looked around at his left side of the table to see his groomsmen laughing and eating their food rather loudly, he slowly turned his head to the right and saw all of his wife’s bridesmaids eating all proper like and then sees a very angry Chloe sitting in her chair, just glaring at him. “Oh god, what’s wrong now?” He says with a sigh. “Did you know it takes an hour to eat your food?” Chloe says with a half slur in her voice. Chloe remembered asking for a water, but as soon as the waiter came with her water, she asked that they throw it out and just send over the biggest bottle of Jack Daniels they had. Of course, that made the waiter start giggling, but there was nothing about Chloe’s words. She knew if she didn’t continue to drink her favorite whiskey, all hell would go up in flames! “I’m sorry babe, I didn’t want to get choked.” Hank said back to her, while he grabbed her napkin and dried her tears away. Chloe wasn’t upset at him, she just wanted to get away from this hell. “Is it 10 yet?” Chloe finally asked, and Hank couldn’t help but chuckle, “Not yet babe.”
Within the next hour, the night had started to perk up. The DJ had started playing more upbeat songs and it was only a matter of time before, everybody was to get up and start dancing. A few months ago, Chloe signed Hank and her to get some dancing lessons for their first dance as husband and wife. Hank was never a dancer at their proms, but he improvised anyway to make Chloe happy. Chloe trained in ballet, tap, and hip hop when she was a kid so learning some slow dance moves wasn’t going to be that big of a deal for her. However, they had original 11 practices and Hank had went to five of them. So that added pressure on her to know the moves and show him whenever he was feeling guilty about something. So Levi might’ve been onto something when he joked about Chloe killing him in five months. She could totally see that now. They sat up from their chairs and went around the large crowd of people and took a small walk around then before the DJ announced,
“Let’s clear the dance floor so Hank and Chloe can have their first dance as man and wife.”
Hank surprises Chloe as he leads Chloe into the middle of the floor and cradles her into his body for the hold. He stands so tall for her, but she still manages to get her arms around his tall frame. Chloe might be a little buzzed but that still doesn’t mean she can’t see the truth that stands right in front of her. All of those worries she had before were just what they were, worries. They constantly putting lies in her head, “what if she wasn’t ready to marry Hank?” They chose the song, “I Cross My Heart” by George Starit, it was the second country song we picked out even though as I said before, we are not raised on country at all. They glided around the dance floor like they were standing as one. She couldn’t help but smile as they moved around and she was happy that the five practices he did go to, he actually listened to their instructor. Hank felt her tight embrace and prayed that the slow dancing would be over soon, but he knew no matter how much he wanted them to be done, he knew that he had to dance not only his mom, but his mother-in-law as well. Somebody should shoot him now, because he didn’t think he could take it much longer. She felt like was in a trance and when Hank did the twirl and dip at the end of the song, he leaned in and kissed him on the lips as a reward for actually dancing well for once.
Chloe and Hank took their bow and then the party really went off. The DJ played various tracks that he knew everybody would enjoy, from the old to the new. Chloe’s little nieces and her cousins danced all goofy around the floor and she even got Claire out of her chair for ten minutes to dance to “Bad Romance” by Lady Gaga, which was Claire’s favorite song to listen to. Chloe had a heavy dress on, and she was more cautious about spilling her drink on it than ripping at the tail. Chloe was now at the drunk phase of the wedding and it was an hour before she and Hank were to leave for their honeymoon. As the song ended and everybody started scattering back to their seats for a break and a drink, Chloe turned around to see her older sister Brenda looking rather pissed off and upset. She honestly didn’t want to mess with her right now as she was just now starting to enjoy herself at her own wedding. Now she had to quit being happy and tend to her big sister. She walked over and sat in John’s chair, since he was nowhere to be found. In front of Brenda was John’s cell phone sitting on the white tablecloth. She turned her head towards her sister with glassy eyes and sniffed as she said, “John has been cheating on me.” And the truth was out. She knew it would come out soon, but she hoped not at her own wedding. “I knew it! Everybody warned me, but I just thought I was overreacting. What am I going to do?” Chloe placed her elbow on the table and put her head on her hand and said, “I don’t know Bree, but how did you find out?” She gripped the phone in hand and handed it to me and it read:
“From: Amy
If you have any time after you get done dancing with your wife, you should definitely meet me up in the back room. Ask the waiter Jeff for Amy, and he’ll direct you there. See you soon hot stuff. ;)”
No wonder she looked pissed, but sadly I’ve heard worse of his cheating ways. Once Claire and I were out eating lunch and we saw his car parked on the other side of the road waiting for somebody, and then some strange woman came walking out of the building and as she got in the car, we saw what looked like a kiss on the lips. This was a couple of months ago and we decided that we weren’t going to tell anybody, because she does four daughters with him and I’m pretty sure Karma would come back for him. What was worse though, just two weeks ago, Hank saw him with another random chick at the bar with his buddies. Hank hardly goes to bars anymore, because he knows how that makes me feel. He respects me enough to stay away. Something about this time though, I just let him go and he came back with a nice chat he had with the chick and apparently, the girl John was hanging out with was half his age and she told Hank that he never mentioned that he was married nor did he have his wedding ring on either. After that, Hank said she threw a drink at him and called him a liar and walked out. Apparently Hank and John just glared for the rest of the time they were there. When Hank got home, he said that if he finds him cheating on my sister again he’d kick his ass. So after trying to dry Brenda’s tears away, Hank gets the picture and grabs Levi and the rest of the groomsmen and they head out of the reception hall.
To be continued!
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