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Sorry for not updating in so long. –sighs- It's a short one too… sorry.
Chapter 8
Ben rushed down the aisle, pushing through the doors, leaving almost one hundred guests baffled in the pews.
He walked into the lobby just as Katey and Javier were about to kiss – a kiss that Javier had been longing for since he left.
"Katey, what the hell are you doing?" Ben demanded, yanking her off of Javier. "This is my wedding, tell this asshole to back off."
"Benedict Joseph," Katey screamed. "You are in a church, please don't use that language."
"Oh, shut the hell up Katey," Ben pulled her to her feet and twisted her arm.
"No, you don't understand," she said, looking Ben straight in the eye. "I don't love you. I know I'll never be happy with you. You were a way of moving on, and I can't move on. I'm still in love with Javier."
"Are you a fricken moron?" Ben screamed into her face, his halitosis very obvious. "In love with a spick?"
"He stole my heart in Havana," she replied, tears cascading down her cheeks like a waterfall, "and he never gave it back. And the truth is, I want him to keep it, because I don't want to give Javier his heart back either."
Javier stood up and put his arm around Katey – his Katey – and held her close. "Back off, now." Javier was very stern. "I saw her first."
"F-," remembering where he was, Ben stopped. "Screw you." Before he made his graceful exit, he punched Javier … where it hurts … and slapped Katey across the face. "You'll regret loosing me, Katherine Anne Miller."
Before Ben could turn around, Katey said, "Never." She raised her fist.
To Ben, everything went black.
