All I could do was stare, trying desperately to decipher what this horror in front of me could be
Hello one and all. I know it's been years since I've made an appearance but I've recently stumbled across my story A Hard Day. Which this is the sequel to. I hope this lives up to everyone's expectations.
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All I could do was stare, trying desperately to decipher what this horror in front of me could be. Trying to figure out what depraved mind could possibly think up such indecencies against all mankind. It was like time came to a stand still as I looked on in fear. It was worse then I could remember.
"Please don't make me…" I begged the woman next to me not to be so cruel as to allow this injustice to take place. I closed my eyes, pleading with this woman I once called friend.
"Oh my God Sere, I swear you need to be locked up! It is just a dress! You will only have to wear it once and after that you can burn it for all I give a damn!" The blasted woman! I swear to all that is unholy I will have my revenge!
"Fine Mina, fine! As usual you get your way." Okay so maybe I was overreacting just a tad. But please, let's take a vote. How many women have had to wear a hideous bridesmaid dress? And how many did it without putting up a fight? I rest my case. But just to give a little detail to my case, this is not your typical hideous monstrosity. Oh no. This looks like a demon spawned from every stereotype of the 80's. The sleeves, if you can call them that, are off the shoulder puffballs! The dress is skintight but not in a good way. The material is made out of a synthetic type of rubber so the tighter it is the more rolls there seems to be. And trust me when I say it's not from me! Well it's skintight until it reaches my knees. Oh no ladies and gents, once this embarrassing creation reaches my knees its turns into a fish tail or mermaid tail, whatever the hell the "designer" wants to call it. You may be thinking 'oh that's not THAT bad' or maybe even 'just grin and bear it' but my lovelies, I have not told you the best part. Oh no no no, I have not. The dress is sea foam blue! Sea effing foam blue! Why you ask would anyone want sea foam as their color theme…
Sorry I was holding in my uncontrollable laughter and tears, but this color was chosen because, if anyone is weak of heart you may want to sit down right about now, I am going to a nautical themed wedding! Yes that is right, I am taking part in a nautical themed wedding. What I wouldn't give for a ravenous pack of wolves to show up to rip me and that wretched dress to pieces. I don't even know why I am doing this. Carrie isn't even a friend. Mina and I met her when we were strolling through the mall. And by met I mean collided into. What? There was a sale at Victoria's Secret and a girl can never have enough hydro-bras! Anyway, Carrie had put on this show of pain and agony, crying about a sprained ankle. We helped her up and bought her lunch as an apology. Ever since then we have been dodging her calls and her "surprise" visits.
Well to make a long story short, voila! Ah humiliation my old friend. As I was standing on a podium surrounded by mirrors, looking at myself pretending to be seafood, I realized something. The proverbial light bulb just turned on.
"Mina darling, could you please hand me my purse?" I asked in my most sweet, innocent voice. Mina just smiled and nodded. Plucking my purse out from underneath her bundle of rubber and ruffles. My mouth was watering as she neared with my purse. Oh just a few seconds longer and I'll be free. I try to stay calm, keeping my eagerness disguised as I casually take my purse. Once I have it in my hands though I can't help but gloat. You'd think Mina would know all my tricks by now. Like a madwoman I ruffle through my belongings. Where is it! I know I tucked it away in here…
"Looking for something?" Crap. I guess turning my purse upside down and shaking all the contents onto the floor wasn't the best way to be nonchalant. I sigh in defeat as my eyes finally rise to rest on my best friend. What the hell… okay scratch that last thought, she is no longer my best friend.
"Mina give that to me!" Why does she have to know all my tricks? Note to self, think up new tricks and test them out on Mina.
"Sere, my dearest and oldest friend. If I have to swim down the aisle next to flounder, then you my sweet must swim with Sebastian." Mina just smiled as she gave the saleswoman the broken pen that I had wrapped in paper in my purse. Damn it all to hell. That was my last ditch effort. The damn pen had broken, on me, during a meeting two hours ago. Since there was no trashcan around I just wrapped it in some sheets of paper and placed it in my purse until I could properly dispose of it. The damn thing had left a stain so stubbornly in place on my favorite blouse! Why oh why do I have to tell Mina all the little details of my mundane little life?
"Serena did you really think that was going to work? I mean for heaven's sake! These damn things are flame retardant! Did you truly believe a little pen ink would ruin the dress so immensely you'd be kicked out of the ceremony?" She had a point I guess. I saw her "accidentally" pour red wine on her dress at my house when we first received these things. The wine just rolled right off the dress onto my brand new Persian rug. At least one thing was permanently stained in her experiment.
"I still don't understand Mina. Why are we even doing this? And why on earth did we allow ourselves to pay 200 for these things?!" Such absurdity. I don't believe I have ever spent money so foolishly. I mean sure I did blow 400 in Atlantic City but who hasn't lost their will power to say no to a demanding slot machine?
"Because 'We are just the best friends any girl can ask for! Who else could ever play such an important role on a girl's most important day!' I swear Serena if I wasn't a pacifist I'd shave her head!" I watch Mina with a smile on my face. Mina was probably the nicest person in the world. It always makes me giggle when I hear her try to be mean.
"Uh I think what you meant to stay peace lover, is if you weren't so nice you'd knock her fake ass out!" I am nowhere near a pacifist. In fact I'd erase that word from the human mind if I could. Whoever heard of being nice? Not a route I enjoy taking.
"Jeez Sere can you ever just play nice?" Before I could even roll my eyes or retort Mina interjects with a devious smile on her face. "Oh I guess if Carrie were a gorgeous hunk with dark blue eyes and a killer bod you'd play nice." Mina's eyes are just twinkling with merriment as she watches me shut my mouth and squint my eyes. Oh that was low. One lapse of judgment and she never lets its go! Ok so that one lapse of judgment turned into the best relationship I have ever had but still! Men are right; women can never let anything go. What else would we occupy our time with? Healthy, sane relationships? Like that could ever satisfy any woman.
"I swear. By the moon and the stars in the sky," Shit. Please don't hear that. I see Mina's eyes widen as she realizes what is going on. "I swear like the shadow that's by your side I'll be there." Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. She is never EVER going to let this one go. I hop down from the podium I was on and waggle towards where my phone was. "For better or worse," Briefly acknowledging the fact that every wiggle or waggle I made, I sounded like a squeegee. "Till death do us part," Shit. She got it. I hopped one last time in a desperate attempt to make the embarrassing noise stop. "I'll love you with every beat of my heart."
"Why Serena Moira Carter, I never knew you were such the romantic. One moment please." I watch in horror as she raises one finger at me to silence me and answers the phone. She puts on such a smile it makes me smack my hand over my eyes. She can be such a bimbo sometimes. But I mean that with all the love I have.
"Hello? Oh hello Darien. Yeah Serena is here. She is just a little bundled up right now so I figured I'd help her by answering the phone…Oh yeah she loves the dress...Uh huh…. Oh yeah you should see her in the moonlight under the stars." At that little jab I snatched my phone from her hands and flicked her in the forehead. I laughed lightly as I watch her raise a hand to her head in indignation.
"Hey honey. Yeah Mina is just being typical Mina." I stick my tongue out at her not wanting to go into details of how typical Mina was being.
"So are we still on for tonight? I'm dying to see you." I could hear the lust in his voice, sending chills down my back. That man had an insatiable appetite. But then again I've always been told I have quite the appetite myself.
"Yeah as soon as I peel this dress off, I'll head right home. But this time we are going out!" I hear his deep chuckle, as I'm sure he remembers our last date night. We were supposed to go to the theater; all I did was brush his hair out of his eyes and kiss his neck. And then bam! We were rolling around in the sheets for the next two hours. My eyes start to glaze…what a night.
"I could peel that dress off if you'd like my sweet." Its bizarre how he can sound so silky and seductive at the drop of a hat.
"Babe if it were that easy I'd already have you over. But I think I may have to be smoked out. I have a feeling this dress won't go down without a fight." I stare down at my self, contemplating how to get rid of this enemy. I start to twist and bend, maybe it'll just tear off my body. Hey I'd rather walk around naked on the streets then be seen in this. Drastic you say? Smart I say. If anyone saw me in this thing I'd probably get thrown into a take filled with lobsters and crayfish. I can see it now, people lining up, trying to decide which to pick. Which would it be? The succulent lobster tail, that causes a mouth to water or the blonde badly imitating a mermaid who causes the tears of joy to run.
"Alright…But I get to peel you out of something soon!" He's so adorable. How ever did I not see that right away? I mean sure he was naked with another man, I turned she into a he in my mind, for his own safety, well anyway he was still adorable!
"Sounds like the perfect date night. But don't forget we have to be at the restaurant at eight. Otherwise Carrie will freak. I mean everyone knows if the dinner rehearsal goes awry the marriage will be doooooomed to divorce!" The woman was such a patsy. I mean for goodness sake, no one has three dinner rehearsals!
"Whatever you say sexy. See you later love." Oh how I loved hearing him saying that. Its ironic how out of all my friends I allow such terms of endearment slide. I was always the one gagging when I heard 'cupcake' or 'schnickerdoodle' but not anymore.
"Okay schnickerdoodle. See you then." What? I said I not anymore. Now I love schickerdoodle. I mean who doesn't smile when they hear that? As I close my phone, smiling to myself I realized I made one vital mistake. I talked. In front of Mina!
"Hi, this is cynicism calling. I'm looking for a Miss Serena Carter. She checked out a few weeks ago and we just wanted to make sure she was coming back." Mina always full of jokes just looked at me and started laughing. Huffing I just roll the dress off me, with help from the saleswoman of course. It's best just to ignore her otherwise she keeps going. "So does that mean when you two get married you'll be Mrs. Schnickerdoodle? Or are you going to keep your maiden name?"
"Har har. I'm sure the audience inside your head is roaring with laughter. ANYWAY, we better get going. The sooner we head out the sooner we can get this dinner rehearsal over with!" Lord ain't that the truth!
"Oh my god… Mina… I'm supposed to make a speech tonight…" The horror of the night increasing ten fold. Who the hell deems it necessary to have a woman, you are barely friends with, give a speech at your dinner REHEARSAL? I'll tell you who, a crazy woman who wishes to die early in life. Not at my hand of course! I would never use my hands for murder…now my car is an entirely different story.
"Well Sere you better start making with the fluff and lies because that's all that will please her. Just remember BIG exaggerations and expensive tales of fancy." Mina pats me on the back as my shoulders droop dejectedly. This is going to be a long night.
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"Serena come on. Just wing it. It's not like anyone will even be listening to you. This woman enjoys the spotlight on her. So just say a couple sentences and toss the limelight on her. She'll love ya for it." I haven't stopped pacing since I walked in my front door. Darien arrived about forty-five minutes ago. Or I should say forty-five minutes early. He obviously had been hoping for some action before dinner but I was so stressed out I completely ignored his advances of sexual excitement.
"Darien please! Everyone will be looking at me. I have to put some thought into this speech otherwise…God I hate public speaking. Why would anyone ever need to talk in front of people? It's ludicrous!" I always froze up when it came to public speaking. One time I even fell to the floor unconscious. My friends woke me up laughing their asses off. Lita was going on and on about how she had seen goats on animal planet fall over on their sides as a defense mechanism.
I was so wrapped up in my thoughts of goats and hatred or public speaking that I hadn't even noticed Darien's arms wrapping around my waist. Oh how he was now pressed against my backside. His warm breath tickling my ear. His hands were massaging my waist and then his right hand slid into the inside of my pants playing with my panty line.
"Baby we only have twenty-minutes…wouldn't you rather be satisfied." Even though I wasn't looking at him I could feel him smiling. But soon I felt his lips on my neck. Then I felt my knees go weak. Damn him, he knew all my buttons. His mouth was hot on my neck, his tongue licking and teeth nipping at me. I twisted around, looking him straight in the eyes. Well maybe this would be a better way to spend twenty minutes.
"Well what are you waiting for? Satisfy me." Even though I didn't say it in a commanding voice he needed no further insistence from me. He brought his lips down on mine, slipping his tongue into my mouth in a sultry, devastating kiss. God how he could make me ache. But how I loved how I throbbed. Pulling away from me, he gave me a boyish grin and scooped me up into his arms carrying me into bed. And the clock starts now.
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"I knew we were going to be late! Once just wasn't enough!" I was scolding him for something I encouraged. Yes I know that makes it my fault but I'd rather try to pin this one on him!
"Uh I do believe you were the one who unzipped my pants miss. Or were those not your hands slipping into boxers?" He gave me a sly grin because we both know whose fault our tardiness really was. But God damn me now if anyone could survive those looks. Just as I was pulling myself out of the thought of a round three taking place in the backseat of my car, I saw Raye standing outside smoking and waving us down. All right God I get your message loud and clear!
"There you guys are! Carrie has been boo-hooing for the last fifteen minutes about how no one realizes this is all about her and how our 'insensitivity to that is hurting her psyche.' Who feeds her this bullshit?" Raye takes a long drag off her cigarette and closes her eyes as the calming effect of nicotine does its job of soothing her nerves. Raye hasn't smoked a cigarette in a while. Welcome one, welcome all to the circus act of tonight's events. That woman could drive a nun to murder.
"Sorry but someone needed seconds." My eyes bulged as Darien effortlessly gave away our reason of tardiness to my dear friend. What a cad. Always has to brag when we have hot…steamy…sensual…mind-blowing…wait did I have a point?
"Eww. Just get in there would you. She is waiting on your speech before she allows any of us to eat. And girl I am fucking starving." Raye dropped the cigarette, extinguishing it with her Jimmy Choos. Wait a minute…
"Yes hi, aren't those my ridiculously expensive shoes you just snuffed a cigarette with?" I have been looking for those damn shoes for a week now! I bought those with my Christmas bonus. I figured after months of drooling on a display window I could get some of my dignity back by actually purchasing them.
Clearing her voice I see Raye quickly motion for us to hurry inside muttering something about, "doesn't notice wearing two different shoes but THIS she notices." Well how can you not notice the love of your life on someone else? Darien just laughs to himself and takes my hand, leading me to walk the plank. I gulped, that could very literally happen tonight with the extreme Carrie has gone to, to make sure everything is nautical.
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Two minutes to show time. I cannot believe I let Darien distract me with sex! What a gigolo. Old habits sure do love to die quite hard. Oh boy, I can't understand what Greg, the best man is saying but I can just tell it's coming to a close. That means I'm next. Son of a bitch why am I so easily persuaded into things! And it was that very moment that I felt a hand slide up my inner thigh making me gasp with pleasure and horror. I slapped away his hand and he just nuzzles my neck whispering something. What did he say? My hearing seems to have slowly deteriorated. I think it was important because now he is nudging me. I open my eyes fully and notice dozens of eyes on me and a microphone in my face. That man is out to humiliate me. I take the mike and as I stand casually elbow him in the face. I smile triumphantly as I hear him curse and rub his nose.
"Good evening. Well so nice to see everyone." Who the heck are these people. No way does this woman know this many people. "Well Carrie and I have been friends for so many…months now. Who knew she was so hard to get rid of." I laugh nervously. "But seriously Carrie you are a lucky girl to get what every girl wants." A rich man and no prenup… "You found your other half and I wish you the best of luck. You make happiness look so easy. Congratulations." I lift my glass to her and everyone follows suit. The champagne in my glass is gone before the first round of cheers is finished.
"She makes it look easy huh? Then I really must correct my technique." Darien whispers into my ear. If he perfects his technique anymore then I'll be glorified putty in his hands. I just turn my face into his, inhaling his scent. He never wore cologne because I always told him that his natural scent was far more alluring. I love having an influence of his habits.
"If that's happiness then you and I must be miserable. God I just want tomorrow to be over and done with already. Her circus show is going to be the death of any dignity I have left." I say exasperated. Dinner is slow to come to a close, anything to keep the attention on her for just a moment longer. Yeah lets forget the fact that tomorrow is her wedding, a day entirely devoted to her love. Whenever my turn comes, I will take great joy in telling her 'Oh it's just a small ceremony for family only.' Maybe her head will explode. She'll start saying 'does not compute, does not compute.' And then kaboom!
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Shit was it step pause step or step step pause? Shit! Why don't I ever pay attention? It's probably because I had to listen to Carrie talk for about half an hour about how this is THE most important day or her life and if we did anything to mess it up she'd cut us out of her life forever! Oh how tempting. Perhaps that is why I stopped listening. My subconscious is trying to save my life!
"Sere move your damn ass!" I hear Mina's hushed and angry whisper as she turns her head back to look at me. I quickly take the arm of my escort, a fifteen year old, pimply-faced youngster. I think Darien had something to do with my escort. I look straight ahead, seeing the rose petals on the walkway. Flowers were at the head of every pew. This was a moment I was looking forward to, more than I think I have ever realized. I looked to Darien. His sexy smile staring back at me. I wish I could read his thoughts right now. Probably smiling at the thought of this fifteen year old feeling me up. Which yes he did try already.
I take my place at the altar and turn my head back in the direction I just came from. The music changes to that of the traditional wedding march. Carrie is standing at the entrance with her father smiling proudly. Even though I honestly don't like the girl she did look stunning. And I truly wish her happiness and luck in this. Okay sappy moment quota met and forgotten.
"Do you Carrie Lee Myers take…" Oh crap. No. No. Not now. Why in front of all these people do things like this have to happen. I knew that breakfast burrito was going to come back and haunt me. Oh I hope no one heard that. Yes I did just fart but I tried so hard not to! I try to look nonchalant but as I glance backward I see Mina looking quite angry and she casually waves her hand in front of her face. I mouth 'I'm sorry' to her. I just pray no one else noticed.
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The ceremony was over. Finally. We were sitting at the table nearest the bride and groom. Carrie felt that her wedding party didn't need to be sitting at the same table as her and her husband. Of course not though, because everyone's eyes wouldn't be on just her. Not that I care because now I don't have to make small talk with her. It still astounds me that she asked Mina and myself to be her bridesmaids. I was about to dig into my steak when I felt Darien massaging my thigh. I turn and see him grinning at me with a devious smile. He wanted something…and I have a pretty good idea as to what that is. He casually excused himself and I wait about thirty seconds before mumbling something about a breakfast burrito. I'm wandering through the halls, cursing because Darien got such a lead and I lost him when I feel him pull me into a closet.
"Gotta be quiet baby…" He whispers into my neck as I moan loudly. I quickly gain a little control and quiet my moans. His hands were quickly under my dress, working wonders. I could hear him curse under his breath when he realized how difficult this was going to be. I try to help as much as I can, hiking the sex stopper up. No way was he going to turn me on this much and not finish the job because of some dress. His lips were on my neck, trailing up and down. His hand on my breast, stroking me in the way only he knows. Confusion sets in when he stops and I finally realize it.
"What? What's wrong?" I lean towards him, trying to capture his lips with my own. But he pulls away and just stares at me. His hand was stroking the side of my face. He kissed me tenderly and I could feel his love for me. He pulled his hand away and fiddled with something in his pocket. Just as I was about to ask what the hold up was he pulled a box from his pants.
"Marry me?" I'm confused. He can't be serious. But as I look him in the eyes and see no joke behind his offer I realize he is serious. I apprehensively look down at the now open box. I gasp lightly at the ring. It had to be at least two carats. It's an emerald cut on top of a white gold band. I look back at him; unable to find the words I so desperately want to say. As I finally find my voice, the worst thing in the world happens. The door swung open. Lita and one of the groomsmen were looking at us both shocked. With my dress hiked up and my left leg around Darien's waist I clear my voice and gain his attention.
"I will." He slammed the door shut and we finish what we had begun.
I hope you liked it. It's not going to be long at all. I just really felt a need to write a sequel. Expect an update weekly. At least bi-weekly.
Karmic-Balance