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The story was supposed to have more chapters, but because of lack of readers and reviewers I don't see a point in continuing. But thanks to those who did =)
4. "To marry the girl of his dreams"
"Will you marry me?" Henry knelt before Trish on the brew where he had used to work for her father when they were younger.
"Oh..." Trish gaped like a fish on land, shock rooting her to the brew,
"Oh my god, YES!" she squealed and jumped up and down like a little girl. Henry grinned widely as he put the shiny ring on her finger. Trish pulled him up and threw her arms around him.
"I totally didn't see that coming!" she said, tears shining in her bright eyes. Henry smiled happily. He loved seeing Trish so happy. It made him happy, though it made his plans hurt more. He truly loved her. She was gorgeous, funny and she loved him, but he knew it was the right thing to do. One day Trish would be tired of him and throw him away. Like dad told him his mum did.
John Wakefield. A legend. Henry smiled at the thought of his father as he burrowed his face in Trish's long, wavy, dark hair. If it hadn't been for his pathetic excuse of a mother he would probably have met his real dad a long time ago. He sighed a little, hoping Trish took it for relief.
He loved his dad. John made Henry see the truth in life, but he was wrong about one thing. Abby. He couldn't kill her. Abby loved him! Henry couldn't kill the one girl that would love him no matter what. She wasn't like Trish. No, Abby was loyal and would stand by his side for the rest of their lives.
"Oh man, we have so much to plan!" Trish's squeeling interrupted his train of thought as she jumped away from the hug and pulled him with her towards her father's house.
"Where should the wedding be? Who should come? What to eat! OH!" She froze.
"I need a dress!! Oh man!" she squeeled again and tugged Henry closer to her as they walked. Henry laughed. The girly squeals could get annoying in the long run, but he honestly found it adorable now.
"I thought we could have the wedding at Harper's Island," he suggested and stopped Trish. It wasn't like she had an option. He had to have it there. He knew he could persuade her.
"Harper's Island?" Trish wrinckled her nose a bit,
"That creepy place where that psycho son of a ** killed all those people? Including Abby's mother?" she frowned. Abby was Henry's bestfriend. Why would he want to have a wedding there and probably pull Abby back there?
"It's many years ago.. Besides, Abby's dad killed that Wakefield guy," Henry growled on the inside when Trish trashed his father and his beloved home,
"It's beautiful there and if we have the wedding at the right time of the year, we can have the whole island to ourselves - well almost," Henry grinned as he rubbed Trish's arms.
"I don't know. Let's think about it," she smiled as she pulled Henry after her again towards the house. Henry just nodded. It's not like the wedding will be held anywhere else.
"Shea is going to lose it when I tell her she'll be my maid of honor! Oh and Chloe and Beth have to be my bridesmaids. Oh and Lucy!" Trish happily listed everyone she wanted to bring and Henry sighed. It would be many people to stand in his and Abby's way.
"Who will you have as your bestman? Abby? Danny? Or Sully?" Trish snuck her arm around Henry's shoulder as they entered the house. Henry thought for a moment. Abby is a girl, so he would go for Sully. Besides Abby would have enough on her mind when she finally returned to their future home.
"Sully of course," he smiled an honest smile at Trish. He considered Sully his bestfriend and he wished he could somehow avoid killing him, but he had to go. The guy hadn't been the best of friends, but of course now that Henry and his dad were going to start planning the killings, now Sully slowly seem to grow up. How typical. It's too little, too late. He was in the way for him and Abby, besides he would somehow come with him to the island anyway. Best man or not. Henry sighed. Trish was a lovely girl and it isn't fair what he was going to do with her. He knew that, but it was the only way he could get Abby back to the island. Danny was also a good guy, but he had never been Henry's closest friend so that wouldn't be too hard. Malcolm made good beer, but the world wouldn't miss that bafoon. It was a miracle that Booth was in their gang of friends, so strange and girly he was.
He realized that they would have to be careful of who they should kill when. Trish was the bride so they would obviously have to wait with her and people would notice quickly if Sully vanished early on. Both of them would be quite close to the spotlight in the wedding. No, they have to start with the ones people won't notice is gone. Like Lucy, maybe Beth, Chloe - no, not too many bridesmaids at a time. Booth can go early. Danny is a rough one. He has a tendency to team up with Sully in any kinds of situations that requires that. Either he has to die before people realize they are being killed or they will have to keep him and Sully apart. Malcolm would probably be drunk on Sacred Turtle the whole weekend. He would be easy to get rid off.
"Daddy!!! I'm getting married!!" Trish hollered as they spotted Mr. Wellington by his desk. Henry smiled. He was going to enjoy taking care of Thomas. He was a pain in the butt. He had to make sure his dad would be allowed to do anything gory and spectacular with him.
"What?" Thomas didn't look all too impressed, but stood up and hugged his daughter when she came running, showing him her new ring.
"Congratulations," he gave Henry a tight smile as he patted him on the shoulder. Henry was was laughing on the inside. He wish he could have filmed this moment.