Prologue-
I could begin this story with "Once upon a time…"
but that would imply that this story is happy, magical, and that men
are princes. I could also begin it with "there was one boy, and one
girl…" scratch that, there's two girls, sisters who are not
fond of each other. Let's begin it this way. "There was a man,
Tom Quincy, and there was a girl, Jude Harrison. Jude loved Tom
with all her heart and soul, and offered everything to him, but Tom,
being the man he was…was a dumbass."
Yes, that's the perfect way to begin this story…
Jude Harrison was young, and she knew it, she also made stupid decisions sometimes, and she knew that too. But it wasn't until this day, did she understand how utterly brainless men were. The rain poured down on her outside the steps of the church, her mascara running down her face, as she caught the black droplets in her hand. Their car was already waiting…What had he just done in there? Was he really that retarded?
Yes
He
was
She heard the congregation clapping, and she knew it was time for her to leave. She just made it around the side of the building as the doors flew open and men in black tuxes with long coat tails lined both sides of the sidewalk opening up white umbrellas. The happy couple ran down the steps and yelled their goodbyes as they hurriedly got into the waiting Rolls Royce.
Jude just watched, the sound of her teeth chattering resonating in her head. They past by her in the car, and he met eyes with her. His smiled faded as he saw her standing there, dressed in black, soaked to the bone, crying. It made him feel like complete and utter shit, which he was. Tom would never forget his wedding day, or what his bride looked like. But more importantly he would never forget the way Jude cried the day he married her sister.