The Wedding | Part One!



In my last post, I thought that I wouldn’t do the full four posts like I had wanted because of the fact we didn’t take very many pictures on Friday, but then two days later I realized Blondie did in fact take pictures of the layout of the reception area and decorations. Unfortunately, I had asked too late because she had just deleted them! I was bummed because they were literally my last resort, but she was in the process of trying to put up the decorations for sale on the barter pages. So she started sending me those pictures instead that way you all would get an idea at least!

Thursday was the day where Brandon, dad and the other groomsmen were to get their tuxes and I thought I heard a lot of complaints of women thinking their garments weren’t going to fit them correctly–myself included–until I heard my dad worry about the fact that his pants would be up to his ears! I had to exchange the word because that’s not all of what he said! Blondie went with these two and took pictures. According to her, poor dad was yelling across the stalls where they were changing to Brandon because he didn’t have a clue how to put it on! I thought it was cute and sad all at the same time! This was seriously the first time we’ve ever seen him in a tux so when mom got the pictures, I was in shock but also a bit impressed on how much he was willing to do for his youngest daughter!

Friday was the day of the rehearsal! This was the day that dad was the least looking forward to and he complained majority of the time!

We started the afternoon going to the reception room and putting up some of the decorations! The tables and chairs were already put out when we got there and there was a massive gap between the bridal party, dance floor and the guests tables. Blondie was told they were like that for in case of fire, but it was a huge amount of space! Anyways, when we first got there I was allowed to roam in my chair which I relished in I’m not going to lie. I needed to see how much movement I would be able to do if this was where we were going to party. I also had a secret agenda too, we weren’t exactly sure how tall these tables were going to be so I could feed myself  and we needed to know if I was going to need the thick book I use whenever I go into the living room! Apparently our loveseat is higher than my bed! I rolled myself over to my seat and it was a perfect fit! Blondie placed my straw inside my glass before we left too!

Jace and Dyllanne were there to help out. Sam came later once we were finishing putting the lights on the tables. Brandon’s mom bought the table decorations, they were just simple things which is what Blondie wanted so it wouldn’t be so complicated to take down after everything was over. Once I inspected my seat I began to roll myself back over to the stew of boxes and I told Jace to place the bigger candles inside an empty box so I could place them on the bridal party’s table. The bottles were at the edge of the tables and I figured I was able to put them up there or somewhere close. I was thankful that we were the ones that did this because I decided to wear the same dress I wore for the bridal shower so I had my legs up in the air a lot more than I realized but hey, I wanted to be of good use.

Every table got one candle and mason jar with a bouquet of flowers on top! We had to do some rearranging at the last because we had twice as many flowers and jars than tables so we switched out some of the original flowers in the bottles and exchanged them with the brighter pink ones.

After we were finished and we had added our fourth bridesmaid Jayde to the fun, we went to the church where we were sat and waited for at least five of the groomsmen! There were only two of them there at the church and roughly half of Brandon’s family sitting in the chairs. When we got there, we met up with Alli and her younger sister whom I haven’t seen in a really long time because she’s now in her teens! Thank you Shelby for making me feel extremely old! Ten minutes passed and the last bridesmaid Skyela had arrived but we still only had two groomsmen. Within 20 minutes later, not only did my dad fall asleep in the chair and slightly bonded with Patty and Will, I saw two gentlemen. One was really tall and that was Jordan and the other was Isek about five minutes later I saw a familiar face! Allen (best man), his brother Alex and Lance came walking through the doors. We were all there now!

We started with getting lined up by Blondie and at this point she had turned into a royal bridezilla. Since Allen and I had the good spots, we were the last ones before the flower girls and ring bearers. While we were practicing going down the aisle, Allen and I decided to have some fun and we did some pop-a-wheelies. I’m still surprised we didn’t get scolded by dad or Blondie by the second time around! It was hot as hell in that church so if we didn’t have any fun, somebody was going to pass out! And yes, that’s my excuse!

My mom and I were originally going to spend the night at Blondie’s while Brandon stayed at the frat house with the groomsmen, but once we were finished with the rehearsal it was super hot and both of my folks stomach’s were sour so we ended up going home while the stuff we had brought with us stayed at the apartment. I had to sleep with my childhood pillow which is flat as paper and two fleece blankets that weren’t long enough to reach my feet! I wasn’t exactly thrilled but it ended up being a good thing in the end! Everybody else went to the rehearsal dinner at Wings & Rings and Blondie had fun with her girls from her ISU days!

Next week you’ll finally get the details of the actual wedding day! 


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Devil’s Backbone — Part Eight


“Have you talked to Chloe at all?” said Claire, who was just getting up at noon after having a mini sleepover in her older nieces’ room. She somehow slept on the hard floor and was now feeling the pain in her back and neck. She rubbed the back of her neck while she passed Brenda, who was starting her Monday off right, coffee and a bran muffin. “No, I’m pretty sure she wants to forget all about the mess that happened between John and I.” Claire walked over to pour herself a nice cup of black coffee. Surprisingly the coffee was still warm, which meant Brenda also got up late too. “Speaking of John, have you talked to him after you let him sleep on the couch that night after the wedding?” Brenda still reading her paper didn’t even look up at her young sister who was sitting across from her. “No, but I want to. I just don’t know what to say to him though. I mean, what is there to say to somebody that you’ve trusted all these years and find out they’ve gone out and betrayed you in such a way that you don’t think you could ever trust them again?” It was a conversation that Claire wasn’t very good at, since she’s always been the “cheater” in her relationships. She’s heard it all too well and Brenda was never going to get an answer she wants out of it.

Suddenly three little creatures appear from their bedrooms. Brenda’s daughters hadn’t heard about how their daddy’s been cheating on their mommy. Brenda was perfectly fine with keeping it that way too. She remembers what she and her sisters went through when they found out about their own father cheating on their mother. It was heartbreaking, you always wished they would get back together. Before you knew it though, once the divorce papers were filed, everything that you knew was gone. She didn’t want them to know about it right now. Brenda and Claire sat in their chairs while the little girls climbed onto the remaining chairs and insisted they have their breakfast. Motherhood never rests, and Brenda was thankful for it too. “Do you girls want milk with your cereal or do you want it in your cups?” Ava and Tatum both said, “with my cereal, please.” and Gracie sat in her chair, quiet as a button. She was usually quiet in the mornings, but it wasn’t morning. Brenda looked at her, she looked distanced from her sisters. Brenda put her hand over her forehead to check for a fever, but she was cool to the touch. It was just going to be one of those days with her. “Here you go girls.” Claire said as she placed two small bowls of Lucky Charms. “And here you go, Miss Gracie. Eat up.” as she placed the third bowl in front of the small girl.

Brenda had always wondered if Gracie was autistic or not, but John refused to get her tested. Anytime the girls had a problem there was a good chance John always had an excuse for it, but for Gracie, she had all of the signs. She hardly smiles at people or makes eye contact with anybody within the family. Claire sat back down on her seat and began feeding Gracie her breakfast. Within five more minutes, little cries could be heard from the next room. Brenda sat up and poured her left over coffee into the sink and walked into the next room to grab Ivy. She brought out into the kitchen and Ivy had some wacky hair going on! “Man, Ivy did you sleep well last night? You look like your curls are going to fly off your head!” said Claire, Ivy cheesed really big and Brenda sat up her high chair and placed her inside. She went back to the cabinet and grabbed applesauce and Cheerios box. She poured out some of the Cheerios onto her tray and she started taking one by one in her mouth like she was chipmunk or something. She’s was a little comedian. Brenda sat back down in her chair and used a napkin to wipe off the spoon to mix the cream in her coffee. After she wiped it clean again, she unhooked the lid and began feeding her, hopefully to drive her away from stuffing her mouth with cereal.

The six of them were having a pretty good brunch, until they heard a couple of knocks, and then here came Chloe walking into the kitchen. The girls were completely shocked and practically spilled cereal on themselves as they jumped out of their chairs to go hug their aunt. “Hey girls!” Chloe said excitedly and hugged them back. “Man, I’ve been gone for two weeks and you guys go and have a party without me. I see how you are.” Chloe said as she smiled, while getting a hug at the waist by both Claire and Gracie. “What are you doing here so early?” Brenda said as she fed Ivy her last bite of applesauce and wiped her face off with a napkin. “Well, after the kids go back into their rooms or whatever I’ll tell you.” Brenda and Claire looked up at each other and wondered. Brenda got the table cleaned up as the girls left for their rooms. Ivy still sat in her high chair until Chloe couldn’t take it anymore and lifted her up and hugged her tightly. “So what’s been going on since I left? Anything new? Filed for divorce yet?” Chloe said as she was still holding Ivy in her arms. “Shhh.. I don’t want the girls to know yet.” Brenda said as she whipped her towel at Chloe, “Well, they’re going to find out soon enough.” “What happened to your honeymoon?” Claire said without missing a beat. “Well, you girls remember when Hank and I were on a break by in high school, and he was with Jessica and a few other girls?” Chloe said as she put Ivy back in her high chair. “Yeah.” said Brenda and Claire, “Well, looks like he might’ve gotten one of them pregnant and you’ll never believe who the girl is,” Brenda sat down real quick before this got any worse, “Nicole Boyd showed up on our first day there and brought her five-year old son and told me, that Hank is the father.” Chloe said as she leaned up against the counter,

Circles — Part Seven

Pregnancy photography :)A few years before Chloe and Hank had gotten engaged, they had been dating off and on for about six years. They started dating at their junior year of high school. They were so in love and there wasn’t a time where they were apart. If that happened, it was because the other one was grounded. Back then, Chloe was in the mist of celebrating her older sister’s new marriage and welcoming her first niece. Chloe never thought they would make it together after school was over. Honestly, nobody in her family thought it would, after the hell her mother went through. At the prime of their life, Chloe was trying to focus on her future, if in case, they did break up after they graduated. Hank didn’t like the fact that she didn’t believe in their relationship for it to last. So he decided to break up with her. It wasn’t the first time they went their separate ways, but this one was a lot longer. They were apart for more than eight months. She knew what he was doing and even though they were not together, she felt herself become jealous. Hank was around another girl, actually a few girls., one being Nicole Boyd.

Nicole was actually a childhood friend of Chloe, but a really old friend. They were neighbors when they were growing up and they were each other’s best friend. They had matching dresses, Barbie dolls, and every girl’s favorite necklaces. They were this way for many years, until after Chloe’s little sister Claire was born and her father left the home for good. Nicole’s mother Andrea was also friend’s with Sandra, Chloe’s mother. They were happy that their daughters were best friends, but when the town heard of Sandra and Chuck were separating, the entire town was mixed. Chuck was the man of the town and loved to help out anybody who asked him. However, that’s what got him in trouble most of the time too. Chuck was a fairly attractive man, his daughters got his beautiful looks, but they got their mother’s fears. When Sandra and Chuck went through separate ways, Andrea sided on Chuck and said that Sandra was the one who was in the wrong. The girls were in middle school, and they were in band together playing the flute. The fight for first chair was brutal in the beginning of the feud. Cat fights and name calling. They were normal girls. At the end of sixth grade, friendship was in the past. Nicole became the slut of the class and Chloe was nerd in school. Chloe always believed when she would get a boyfriend, Nicole would get very jealous and spread rumors about her. The hatred grew more and more with each passing year that they were around each other.

Hank knew how Chloe felt about Nicole, but they were done. She wanted to keep things the way they were, but she missed being in that relationship. She missed Hank. She wanted to think about her life first, because she had been so about her life as an individual for years and felt worried about her parent’s marriage that nothing about love looked appealing to her. Other than that, she definitely missed being around Hank and had heard he missed her just as much. While she was work, she had got told by one of her co-workers that she got something. When she walked back to her desk, she found a vase full of red roses. There was a card saying, “Sorry, I was wrong, I can’t live without you.” She couldn’t believe Hank could be that sweet. Chloe always figured he paid one of the ladies at the flower shop to write something sweet on the card for him because the writing wasn’t even in his writing. It was a good gesture though! After she got home, she called him and they got caught up on their time apart and Chloe felt a piece of joy talking to him again and when they decided to give it a go again. She never asked him about the girls he hung out with, and he never brought them up either. She felt like it was the best relationship in the world and after a while, her family started to love him as well!

Now after all these years together, here she was, with her husband’s child–well, possibly. As much as Chloe wanted to keep Nicole out of their honeymoon suite. It’s some nerve that she showed up while they were on their honeymoon, almost like she was planning this all along. Chloe wanted to chill out, and be cooled and collected, but her rage was peeking up behind her. The only reason why she hadn’t exploded on her former best friend is because there was a five-year old sitting on the chair, eating the leftover oranges from this morning’s room service, Nicole sat in the chair next to the small table with her young son, who looked more like her than Hank. The little boy sat quietly but smiled brightly at his mother and at Chloe. Hank was out walking by the ocean. “How did you know that Hank and I would be here, of all places?” Chloe said, as shr stood up against the doorway from the bedroom to the living area. “My mother called me yesterday afternoon when her neighbor came home from your gorgeous wedding.” Nicole said, “I still can’t believe he actually married you after telling me that he would be there for James. After I had him, I moved on and moved here. It’s always sunny and warm. Even though I moved away from Hank, I still wanted him to be a daddy to his son.” Nicole said as she rubbed her son’s curly hair down. Hank had curls when he was a baby, but every baby has curls. James wasn’t a baby anymore. He was five years old. Nicole was looking for her child support. That’s all she was there for; not for her son’s needs, but for her needs. That’s all she’s ever been.

Little James sat on his chair and asked politely if he could have a drink water. Nicole looked around inside her bag for a juice box, but didn’t find one. Chloe felt for the child. She left her place by the wall, to grab a cup from the cabinet and fill it with water. She brought it back and instead of giving it to Nicole. She put the glass on the table and watched the five-year old smile big and say “thank you” and grab it and attempted to get a sip without dropping it on the carpet.  Ten minutes later, they heard a key cling against the door. Hank was back from his walk and as he opened the door and saw his beautiful wife kneeling by James, he also saw an old girlfriend/one night stand of his. He was going to need a whole day to explain himself to Chloe. “What is going on?” Hank, said out of breath. “I don’t know, Nicole and her five-year old son James showed up a half hour ago saying you might be the father.” Hank turned his head as quickly as possible towards Chloe, who was now on the edge of tears. “He’s not mine, I swear! She even knows that. She even told me that he wasn’t mine.” Hank said, almost yelling at both of them. “Well, those others I was with, turned out not to be the father and you’re the only one left I was with at that time period.” Nicole said with her arms crossed. He turned and looked at little James, who looked distanced. “He doesn’t look like me. I mean, you were with other guys, how am I the only one left?” Hank said as he stood up again. “I wasn’t that big of a slut as many people thought I was in high school.” Nicole said, “Even though you have a kid.” said Chloe, as she tried to keep in her laughter. “Fine, don’t think you are the father. Take the test and let’s find out.” Nicole said, as Chloe looked back at Hank, “Fine.” Hank said in agreement.

The Mirror Never Lies — Part Six


So if you haven’t noticed. I didn’t necessarily finish up my part five, did I? As I writing it and creating different parts, other ideas started flowing around in my head. I finished the last section with Claire and Brenda sitting in Brenda’s kitchen, drinking wine, talking, and waiting for the cookies to finish baking in the oven. Brenda’s husband hasn’t come home yet and Chloe and Hank are on their honeymoon. I decided to make last section all about Brenda and Claire because I thought they needed some time together. There’s a back story to everything and we’re about to unlock some more stories from not only John’s past, but someone else’s as well!

*Ding!* “Thank god! They’re done!” Claire said, but as she tried to stand up from her chair next to her sister, she realized that she already had too much alcohol for her small body. It had worked a lot faster than she would have wanted it to, but she tried to clear her mind and stumbled over to the oven. Opened the door and went to try to grab the pan from inside, but forgot she didn’t have her mittens on, and felt a big sting on her fingers. “Ouch! Son of a bitch!” Claire said in a loud voice, angered with rage at her own ignorance. Brenda couldn’t help but laugh, seven glasses of wine has done a good job of making the girls feel better, but now Claire wasn’t just dealing with emotional pain, she was now dealing with physical pain as well. Claire grabbed the blue mittens, she slipped them on and glad that when she went to grab the pan, the heat wasn’t as bad as her first attempt. Brenda giggled inside her hand at her drunken baby sister. “Oh shut up, Bree!” Claire said, still in pain. She sat it on the counter and took off the mittens to run her burnt fingers over cold water. After feeling some relieve, the girls heard the door unlock. The girls’ eyes widen and they stumbled on their feet to find their mystery person.

“Ohhhh…” John said as he began to walk toward the kitchen. He was still weak from getting his ass kicked by his new brother-in-law Hank. Even though his cuts and bruises were slowly healing after going to the hospital like Chloe and Hank’s groomsmen made him go. “Oh shit.” John said at the sight of not only his drunken wife,. but his other sister-in-law Claire standing the kitchen. This was not on his agenda for the evening to deal with the both of them right now, but it wasn’t like he was going to be able to ignore them forever. “What are you doing?” Claire said, in a slight slur. She hated him to the core now and hoped this would play out better than she expected it too, but she knew Brenda well. She would fall back in love with John, if given the chance. He didn’t deserve it whatsoever. “I do actually live here, and Brenda, why are you allowing your minor sister drinking wine with you? What if the girls woke up?” John said, as cocky as ever. “I don’t think that’s much of your concern since you can’t even handle the slightest bit of wine anyways. It makes you “sick.” Or was that a lie too?”  said Brenda who was no longer in the mood to hear his voice at the moment. “It does actually make me sick if I have too much. You know that!” John said in an angry tone. “Claire would you like to sleep in my room tonight? So this asshole can sleep on the couch?” Brenda said, who didn’t want to talk anymore. “Sure, let me just get these cookies packed up.” Claire said back to her sister without moving her gaze from the John. “Great, I’ll grab another bottle of wine and bring our glasses. Good night John.” Brenda said as she walked away and left her younger sister with the love of her life. Alone.

It took everything to not punch John in the face. She packed some of the cookies into a plastic, but kept a close eye on John just in case. “Do we anymore beer left, or did you two drink that too?” John, said as he walked past his younger sister-in-law. She tried to ignore him, but that comment made her want to kill him. “No, asshole! We haven’t touch your precious beer.” Claire said in a sarcastic voice. John ignored her and opened the fridge door and grabbed a cold beer. She walked back over to the couch one last time to grab her stuff that was piled everywhere. She grabbed the clothes and cookies and tried walking towards Brenda’s bedroom when John stopped her. “You have to realize that I never meant to hurt your sister or any body in your family. I had a moment of weakness. That’s all!” John said, in a whisper. She looked at him, not seeing his soul in his eyes and told him, “Why are you telling me this and not your wife? Besides you had plenty of times to stop yourself as what I heard. Your damage has been done. Don’t let the door slam on you when leave.” She walked around him and opened the door to see her sister’s tears flowing down her cheek. As she slammed the door, John crashed onto the couch and turned on the TV to watch a rerun of a basketball game on ESPN. He had done wrong, he knew that inside, but how could he bring back all of the sorrow he had done? He wasn’t ready to lose his wife or daughters, but yet he felt like that’s what he had done so long ago.

When Chloe started looking at the text messages and started wrapping her mind back into the drama that surrounded her family once again. She wished she was there to comfort her sisters. Hank was her everything and couldn’t imagine him cheating on her, but she did hear about a time when he did kiss somebody else while they were on a break one year. She was devastated, but he promised that’s all it was and that he’d never do it again. She believed him with all her might, because she desperately wanted their relationship to work. She sat in their large gathering room in their honeymoon suite, eating the fruit that room service had delivered to them. She sat in her chair reading text messages and eating fresh strawberries and oranges. Hank was out running down the beach. Chloe had too much in her head to join him so she stayed behind. As she was finishing, she heard her door bell ring. She wondered who it could be. She didn’t order anymore food and knew Hank had his key with him. So she stood up from her chair and walked over to the peep-hole to find a woman and child standing before her. She thought they came begging for money, but still opened her door. “Hi, can I help you?” Chloe said gladly to the woman and smiled at the little boy. “Hi, are you Chloe Cohen?” It hadn’t been more than 20 hours since the wedding and it was still strange to hear her name like that. “Yes I am.” Chloe said, kind of wondering how this woman knew her name after a short period of time. “I’m Nicole Boyd.” Nicole…..Nicole……where have I heard that name? Chloe’s mind tried to figure it out, but no luck. “I’m sorry, Your name sounds familiar, how do I know it?” Nicole looked at Chloe point-blank and said some words that the newlywed didn’t expect to hear. “Your husband and I dated for about a year after you guys graduated.” Ahhh! It clicked it was the girl that he went out with when they were on there break. “And this is his son James.” 

Happily Never After — Part Five


I’ve been taking a break from finishing this story that I started, what, two weeks ago? I think I need to actually finish it now, since I have nothing else to do at the moment. So the last part I left off was the last minutes until Chloe and Hank are to leave for their honeymoon. Chloe’s brother-in-law John is in big trouble with Brenda and her little sister Claire has to deal with not only Brenda but her four daughters as well. If you haven’t read the last sections. Here they are: Bridezilla Has A Breakdown, Chloe Needs A Drink, Little Liar, and Flesh And Blood.

The Next Morning:

“Did last night really happen?” Chloe opened her deep green eyes and looked down at her left hand saw not only was her engagement ring in full view, but so was her wedding ring as well. Which meant everything from the night before, happened. She groaned at the thought of it all and rolled over to see Hank sound asleep with his mouth open. Snoring as loudly as possible. This is what she gets to live with for the rest of her life. She remembered everything that she hated of Hank, but after last night those things went away. Hank was her shining knight in amour and she knew he would do anything for her. She could already see him treating her like a queen, not like he already does that, but still. I think after being at the mercy of both sides of their families last night and how everything seemed to be ruined by midnight, they were both glad it was over.

Chloe smiled at her sleeping husband, but then the annoying buzzing of her cell phone ruined every chance of finding happiness on the beach or in their honeymoon suite. She did a quick look through to find her phone without actually getting out of the bed, but her phone wasn’t anywhere near the bed. It was actually across the room, sitting on top of the table in the kitchen. She groaned again, but forced herself to get out of bed, but that’s when her shining knight began to move around. “No.” Hank said, in his sleepy voice. Did he realize that voice was sexy, did any guy realize that or do they do that on purpose? “I have to. It’s been going off all morning.” Chloe said in a hushed voice and patted him on the back to let her go. He moved his form and arms away, and she was free. She sat up and was quickly reminded of how many drinks she had the night before. She was in pain now and didn’t quite realize it was that bright until she started walking into the next room. The trip to Hawaii, might’ve been a bad idea. You’re always worried you’re going to have food poisoning on your honeymoon, not be hung over. She honestly could deal with the hangover than food poisoning instead. She walked into the small kitchen and saw that room service must’ve just came in with breakfast. The smells of strawberries and bananas were amazing! When she got to the table, she saw that she had ten text messages from Brenda and Claire each. All news about her lying brother-in-law John and the meeting with Matt.

After the night ended, Brenda and Claire took her kids home. It was WAY past their bedtime and quite frankly Brenda’s too, but she knew there wasn’t going to be any sleeping that night. She could set fire to all of John’s stuff and then she could get a good night’s sleep, but she had too much to live for and had her girls to think about first. She didn’t want them to feel like they weren’t important, just like their daddy had treated their mommy. How could John treat her like that? She gave him everything. When they first dated, she got him the management job at her work and when she got pregnant with their first child, she gave up everything that made her happy because John promised to be there for her and love her unconditionally. She tried to hold back her tears once again, but it was too hard for her. She was glad that her little sister Claire was there with her and the girls, but as last night started to unfold. Claire had unexpected visitor come over to the house in the middle of the night after they put the girls to bed. “Uh, Brenda I hope you don’t mind, but Matt really wanted to talk things over, is that okay?” Claire said, still unsure on where she wanted this relationship was going. Brenda trying to dry the tears that continued to fall down her cheek,”Um, yeah that’s fine. My marriage is crumbling, you might as well find love at my most worst time ever, but sure go ahead.” She said as she walked away from them. Matt was surprised and kind of curious to know what all he had missed at Chloe’s wedding.

“What the hell was that about?” Matt said as he turned around to watch Brenda go into her bedroom and shut the door. “Uh, well she discovered that John has been cheating on her after all this time.” Claire said as she sat on the couch. He turned his head back around to find his girlfriend sitting on the couch, still in her maid-of-honor dress. The royal blue reflects gently with her pale skin and strawberry blonde hair, she had the same green eyes as her older sisters. Matt was still standing as he memorized her, he loved Claire he really did, but he wasn’t as good as she thought he was. “I have a confession to make…” Matt said in a soft voice. This is what Claire has been waiting to hear for the last few weeks, she’s known about it but she knew if she asked about it, he would just deny it. “You know that girl Erica, that my older brother Mike was dating?” Here it comes, “yeah,” Claire said, looking rather innocent looking. “Well, you’re going to kill me, but I’ve been cheating on you for the past two months.” And there it is! “Oh I know.” Claire said, while Matt’s face turned dark and embarrassed. He never wanted her to find out, but it was a small town. “I’m sorry you had to find out like that.” He said. Claire has had a rough time believing in love. After her father walked away from her family, she never really expected to find something real. “Yeah well, things happen, right?” Claire said with a half-smile. She was handling it a lot better than he ever thought she would. “So that’s that, I think I should go.” Matt said as he sat up and walked back towards the door, he heard faint sobbing from the master bedroom. “Is she going to be okay?” Matt sounded concerned, but for the wrong sister. “Yeah, this is her first marriage and it’s ending just like our relationship.” Claire said back to him as he opened the front door, “I said I was sorry” but as he said those words again, there was no remorse. It wasn’t real for him. “Yeah I know, but it doesn’t matter anymore. Have a good life Matthew.” Claire said in a soft voice, trying to hold back her tears to Yeah, you too Claire.”

Brenda could hear the front door shut. She could hear Claire’s soft sobbing in the hallway. Apparently it’s a bad night for love all around. She hoped that Chloe was having a better night than the two of them. Things seemed to be falling downhill for her and Claire right now in their love lives. Ever since her father left, being able to trust another man has always been hard for the girls. Brenda might’ve been the first to get married, but Chloe and Hank have known each other longer than she and John have. Brenda was willing to do anything to make things work between them, because she was afraid of living alone. Now seeing her younger sister being in a somewhat similar situation as her, made things worse. They had serious issues to deal with, from their partners, to their father, and now the future of it all. Things didn’t seem to go good for long for their family. The only people who seemed to find love were their mother Sandra, who got married to John Walters, three years after our father asked for a divorce and called the girls to let them know that he had remarried too, but while he was still married to their mother and that he had finally a baby boy. He had everything he wanted and all they could do was despise him. The other person who found love successfully was their own sister Chloe, but she has always been the strong sister of the three of them. Hank knows their family well, and will make sure that he never disappoints his new bride or she will find a way to kill him.

Claire and Brenda couldn’t sleep, so instead of talking to each other, they messaged their middle sister for advice…on her honeymoon. Brenda really wanted to control her situation as best as she could without her older daughter finding out that not only did their daddy cheat on their mommy, but Uncle Hank kicked his ass too. Claire wasn’t sure on talking about her love life declining with her older sister’s in despire at the moment. After the seventh message from Brenda and the third from Claire, they both stopped. The time was 3am and Brenda was starving, but she was also nauseous as can be too. She was afraid to eat anything because of the fear of getting sick afterwards. Claire was clearly feeling the same way, so she went into her sister’s kitchen and looked for something sweet to kill the growls that roared in her stomach, when she found nothing pre-made in the cabinets or freezer, she found a package of chocolate chip cookie dough on the side corner of the fridge and grabbed it, She unwrapped the case and grabbed a sheet pan from under the stove. The dough was already pre-sealed for her, so all she had to do was separate each cookie and put them on the sheet pan. She checked the back of the ripped package to see she couldn’t see what she needed the oven to be on. Then a sudden voice appeared behind her, “it needs to be set at 360 degrees” which led to the small scream and jump from Claire, which made the sisters laugh. “Jeez! You didn’t need to scare me like that.” Claire said, still trying to regain herself. “Oh, but where’s the fun in that?” Brenda said, with a grin. Claire turned the knob to the exact amount and slid the sheet pan inside the oven and closed the oven.

Brenda moved from her spot and walked over to her secret hiding spot in the cabinets. The middle one looked like it was just there for decoration, but it had a bigger job to do. Instead it was a great way to hide wine from her husband and daughters. “I think after the evening we’ve had, I think we deserve to have a glass of wine. Or at least, I should.” Brenda said to her minor sister. Claire looked up at her sister and said, “Mom has let me drink. Hell, even Chloe even gave me a drink once. So it wouldn’t be the first time and besides I need one just as much as you do.” Brenda reached up on the top cabinet and grabbed two glasses, and poured themselves a nice round of wine while they waited for those cookies to get done baking. “So have you talked to Chloe since she and Hank left for their honeymoon?” Brenda said as she walked to the table and sat down. “Nope, she’s smart she’s got her phone off.” Claire said back as she took a seat next to her older sister. “I feel bad for texting her this late and about my problems when she should be enjoying herself and her husband.” Brenda said. “Yeah, but knowing Chloe and Hank, I think they’re “over” enjoying time together. Isn’t that what marriage is about anyways?” Claire said as she went to take her last gulp and then realized what she just said to her older sister. “Well, considering my marriage is on the rocks right now and has been for a while, you would think that, wouldn’t you?” Brenda said as she finished her first round before allowing Claire to fill her glass again. “I’m sorry, I’m still kind of used of you not knowing about that.” Claire said as she poured more into her glass too. “It’s okay, I mean I should have seen this coming. John has always been unfaithful to me, even when we were dating in college. He thought I’d never know about it. I actually didn’t catch him cheating on me once in our vacation house in Florida. He apparently thought our housekeeper was hot as hell and decided to bang her right on our bed.” Claire’s mouth dropped to the floor. “When the hell was this?” Claire said as she almost choked to death on her wine. “I think 2007 maybe.” Brenda said, “he said he’d never do it again. Dumb piece of pass.” Brenda said in a slur. Claire couldn’t help but laugh at her last remark.

Okay, so maybe I won’t end this today. To be continued!