I'm a little rusty, so please excuse any mistakes I made. I won't babble, I'll just get right to the story.

SPOV

The day finally came for Janice and Dell's wedding and I was a ball of nerves. I never got like this, I think my relationship with a certain groomsmen made me that way. Everything had to be PERFECT. Not that anything was less at any other wedding. This one was just different. I made my rounds at around the reception hall to make sure that Laf and Amelia had put up the decorations correctly and then I made my way to the separate hall where the actual wedding would be. Pam was putting up ribbons on the rows where the immediate family sat. She looked up from her task as I walked in.

"Everything okay in here?" I asked in greeting.

"Yes, just putting the finishing touches on and I'm going to go set the tables in the reception hall. I'll make sure the food gets platted properly during the actual wedding because I know you probably will want to see the actual wedding." She said, walking towards me.

"Sure, thanks!" I said. She started examining my face.

"Face sure has healed up nicely. Can barely see your bruises anymore." She said. It's been about 3 weeks since my incident and though I still had light bruising and my mouth hadn't closed up all the way where I busted it open, you could hardly tell.

"Yeah, thanks to my miracle make-up." I said.

"And your hair? Still wearing those extensions I found you?" She asked, lifting her perfectly plucked eyebrow at me.

"Yes, that part of my hair is still to short to go without. Stupid stiches." I had them taken out the day before, though the doctor thought he might have to shave my hair back to remove them, he didn't. Thank god!

"Well, your getting there." She said and patted my arm before going back to her task. "I'll finish here and head to the reception hall. Where are you going?" She asked.

"Heading to Janice's dressing room to see how she's doing and then going to find Alcide. Call me if you need me." I said as I turned to go.

"Right back at you." I heard as I stepped threw the door.

I turned right and walked down the hall. As I stepped closer to the door I could hear giggling and talking. I opened the door to find Janice and her best friend and cousins. "Sookie, what's up?" Janice asked as I closed the door.

"Just making my rounds. How's the bride?" I asked.

"Good, nervous, anxious, scared... Take your pick." She laughed.

"It's all normal. You don't know how many times I heard the same exact words." I said.

"Well you're looking good." She said, looking at my face the same way everyone has been doing lately.

"I'm feeling good." I said, honestly. "Well, I'll let you ladies get back to getting ready. I'm going to find your brother, know where he might be?" I asked, hand on the door.

"Last I seen him, he was on his way to his truck for more whisky. Lord help me." She laughed and rolled her eyes. "If Dell is drunk at the alter I will kill Alcide and the rest of them."

"I'll make sure they are behaving." I laughed and turned to go.

I shut the door behind me and walked towards the back entrance where Alcide and I both parked this morning. As I was walking out the door I heard a familiar voice along with Alcide's.

"Alcide, come on. You can't be serious right now! All the good times we had, what I did last night at the club." I stopped in my tracks. I knew that voice was Debbies. Alcide and the other groomsmen took Dell to some club last night for his bachelor party, but Alcide never mentioned anything happening with Debbie or even seeing her. The first thing that popped into my head was Bill!

I cleared my throat and Alcide and Debbie turned to look at me. Alcides face went different shades of red and his eyes were wide. Debbie looked smug and satisfied. Bitch!

I just turned on my heel and went back through the door. The tears already falling.

APOV

As soon as I seen Debbie in the parking lot of The Montrose I knew it was going to be a bad day. Sister's wedding or not, I knew it was going to go wrong some how.

The night before I came up with the bright idea of going to a night club called Klub King. We should of just stayed in the hotel and drank. But, no! I had to go and insist on the club and I ran into who, of all people? Debbie fucking Pelt. Just great. I avoided her all night, I ignored her drunken advanced. She finally left me alone and I thought maybe she fucking got the point. So as we were about to leave I headed to the bathroom. Not knowing I was being followed I walking into a stall. I heard the click clack of heels, I ignored that, thinking it couldn't be. Debbie wasn't psycho enough to follow me into the men's room for god sakes. I was in for a rude awakening.

I heard the stall door next to me close and lock. As I was about to flush and zip my pants, a red lacy thong come flying over the stall and landed on the floor next to my feet. Next thing I know, Debbie is crawling under the door. I hadn't even noticed my dick was still out. All of the sudden her mouth on it. I stepped back as far away as the stall would allow and zipped my pants in a hurry.

"Alcide, please!" She said trying to put her arms around my waist.

"Debbie, no! I don't want you. We are through." I said and opened the stall door and walked out of the restroom.

"Debbie why are you here?" I asked pissed off. "You weren't invited. So, you need to leave."

"I just want to talk, Alcide. You can't sit there and tell me you don't atleast want to talk to me." She said, pleading.

"I don't. So, leave!" I said, jerking towards her car.

"Alcide, come on. You can't be serious right now! All the good times we had, what I did last night at the club." I heard someone clear their throat, thinking it was one of the employees or maybe Dell wondering where his whisky was. I looked over thinking nothing of the conversation or who could hear. When I saw Sookie my breath caught and my eyes widened.

I knew what Sookie was thinking. But, I knew Sookie and I knew she wasn't going to let me explain the conversation at all. I don't even know how much of the conversation she heard. I knew what Bill had done to her and I knew that she was thinking that of me! God, no!

I hadn't told her because I didn't want her to be off her game today. I knew this was important to her because it was my family and I didn't want freaking out. I was going to tell her though. On my own terms, not this way! Fuck.

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