Reality Hurts
Trish and Henry were on the boat, smiling and anticipating the best wedding ever. They hadn't even reached the island before people started to get drunk.
Everyone was having a good time; I overheard people talking about the history of the island which evidently, brought me into it.
"The island had 7 murders by a man named John Wakefield." I heard Chloe say.
"One of them was Abby's mother." Beth joined in.
Chloe looked my way and I walked away quietly.
"Abby, come get a drink." Sully said and he held a glass of champagne in his hand for me.
I walked right past him, and went into the beer chest. I pulled out a beer and drank half of it, which made Malcolm, Danny, Sully, and my best friend, Henry, laugh.
"Hey Abby, didn't know you were on board." Henry said and I hugged him tightly, he hugged back and I saw Trish get a little jealous so I let go.
"Abby, have you seen Cousin Ben?" Trish asked me.
"No, why? He isn't here?" I asked her and she shook her head.
"He might've gotten sick, Trish don't worry okay?" Henry told her and she walked away to her Dad for whatever reason.
"So you excited?" I asked Henry and he smiled at me.
"Yeah, I mean who isn't?" He said.
"I can think of a few people." I said softly.
"What?"
"Nothing Mr. Dunn." I hugged him again and moved to the front of the boat, where I could see the island again.
I had a feeling I shouldn't have come but I ignored it, my Mother's death was 7 years ago, my Dad was waiting for me to get home, and my best friend was marrying the girl of his dreams. What's going to go wrong?