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Thank you to all that reviewed! As requested (even though it took months!) a real ending to Tell Him. It may not be as good as the first chapter but I just uploading it anyway

So here is the deal. I hate him! I absolute cannot stand his stinking guts. I mean of all the things he could of have done he just had to smirk at me? I should turn around and walk out like nothing ever happened; that would wipe that stupid smirk off his Cajun face. He's such a jerk! If I didn't know any better I would think he knew I was going to come all along. Come to think of it… He probably did know! OH THAT LITTLE—

Did the priest guy just say something to me? I guess he did because everyone is dead silent, looking at me as if it was my turn to speak. Oops! I guess I should pay more attention to these things.

"Huh?" I ask looking at him clueless.

"Why do you believe that these two should not be married?" He asks me again.

Shit! I can feel the heat in my cheeks rising. When did they start asking questions like that? I never been to a wedding before but I'm pretty sure this is a new addition. In the movies the groom usually just runs out with the girl. There is no time for answering questions. I haven't even prepared my speech yet!

I turn my gaze over to Remy whose smile has dramatically increased in size. He crosses his arms over his chest waiting for my explanation. Great, just what I need! He is never going to let me live this down.

Well, here goes nothing. I make my way down the aisle politely smiling and waving at the irritated guests. I mean, I wouldn't want to not acknowledge anyone. Come on now! That's just rude…

I am kind of taken aback here, though. For an annoying Cajun the church is pretty packed. And here I was thinking Remy had no friends.

I come up to the church's alter and stop next to the person I'm guessing to be the bride's father. He's not looking too good. I wouldn't be surprised if he shits himself from the strained grimace on his face.

"Who dis river rat be t' yah Remy cher?" The bride hisses to Remy. NO SHE DIDN'T! I move to give her a personal introduction of myself but Remy steps in front of me. Fine, I'll hit her later.

"Wat be de meanin' of dis!" The bride's father cries, "Explain y'self!"

"Well Ah--" I begin to explain myself like he ordered but of course the bleach blond bride had more to speak about.

"I don' care wat she got t' say! Get her outta here! She's ruining mon wedding!" The bride screams. Whatever happened to raising your hand and waiting to get called on first?

"Now, now, Bella. If she has t' speak let her do so." Remy says putting a hand on her shoulder. So her name is Bella, huh? I will remember that when I rip her hair out and sell it on EBay. (1)

Remy gives me a nod as a 'go ahead.' I look around and at all the people in church and now I'm a little uneasy. Of course I'm a mutant and I can handle myself but there is no way I'm letting any of these people touch me. I have enough psyches to deal with. I don't need anymore; especially from psychopaths who still believe in arrange marriages. Man, this was a bad idea! I could be home right now or on a mission. Instead, I'm trying to save a man that I'm too afraid to say 'I love you' to.

Love. There's a word you don't hear me say everyday. Now here I am going to confess my love to Remy LeBeau. The raging Cajun that could get any girl he wanted and I'm in love with him. Ha, I'm in love with a male whore. Love does some crazy things to people.

You know what? I just had an epiphany. If I just tell the Cajun gang that Remy shouldn't get married because I love him, it wouldn't go over too well. I'm going on limb here but I think half the people in the church have guns, probably the priest too. Don't get me wrong, though. I'm not afraid of guns. I'm freaking invulnerable for goodness sake. But I rather not have to dodge bullets today. My satin green spaghetti strap dress is too new to have holes in it, anyway. I guess I have to go with a different plan. I hope this works.

"Go ahead young lady." The priest pushes.

"Remy cannot marry this woman." I announce with a certain determination in my voice that even surprises me.

"And why not!" Says another angry voice from behind me. I turned around recognize Remy's father as red as Bella's dad. I think I pissed them off. Oh well, wait till they hear what I have to say next.

"He can't marry this woman because he's already married." A round of gasps is heard throughout the church. I looked at Remy and I almost gasped, too. His non-smiling face was priceless. Yes, it is true; I finally succeeded in wiping that cocky smirk off his handsome face. Points for me! Man, I really do hope someone's video taping this. I want a copy.

"Wat! T' whom?" Bella shrieked.

"Meh, of course." I smile at her.

"Merde…" Remy grumbled. He's taking this really hard. I thought he would have been happier that we were married. I guess not. Oh well!

"C'est absurde! Remy cannot be married, already!" Jean Luc LeBeau yells.

"Remy, dat rat is lying, right?" Bella asked looking at Remy.

"…"

"Remy!" Bella shouts at him.

"…Non…she be telling de truth." Remy swallowed hard before continuing. I think he's scared, which is kind of abnormal for him. I guess he's one of those guys that cringe when a girl says marriage. "Remy got hitched before he came back home." Remy finished slowly staring at me the whole time. Another round of gasps was heard throughout the church. These people need to find some other way to express their shock emotions.

"Remy, y' were betrothed to Belladonna! This was a deal between the two guilds f' years! How can y' do somet'ing so stupid!" Jean Luc scolded.

"What does it matta? Marry dem anyway priest!" Bella's father ordered.

"I'm sorry but I cannot. Polygamy is a sin in the catholic church." The priest replied.

"Well, den I will kill her so we can be married." Bella sneered handing her maid of honor her bouquet.

I rolled my eyes at the whore. I wanted to say 'Bring it bitch!' but I instead settle for, "Don't worreh yer pretty little head, sugah. All Ah came here tah do was tah get Remy tah sign the divorce papers. Oh, and tah commit tah paying child support."

"Remy! Y' have enfants wit dis putain!" Bella exclaimed. This girl really wants a beat down. I guess Remy notice my anger since he grabbed me by the arm and pushed me further away from Bella.

"Sugah, yah didn't tell them about our three kids?" I asked Remy in a fake shocked voice. Bella let out a shrill scream. The church went in an uproar. I almost wanted to laugh but it would ruin the act. So I settled for crying.

"I'm going t' go talk t' mon, soon to be, ex-wife in the foyer and sign dose papers. Everyone sit tight and wait fa me. De wedding will continue in fifteen minutes." Remy said hurriedly and pushed me down the aisle until we were in the foyer. After he closed the door he turned to me angrily. I can always tell when he's angry. He's eyes get a deeper glow of red and his nose flares. So cute!

"Chere! Are y' tryna get us killed!" He snapped at me.

My fake tears are quickly dried and I put my hands on my hips angrily, "No! Ah was trynah save yah from marrying a whore!"

"Well, y' were doing bien until y' started talkin' bout us being married wit enfants!" Remy yelled.

"Will yah keep yer voice down! They're buying it!" I hiss at him.

"And plannin' our untimely deaths, too."

"Remy, stop being a baby."

"I'm not!"

"Yes yah are!"

"Non, I'm not."

I rolled my eyes at him. Little ungrateful son of a bitch. "Remy yah are one little ungrateful –"

"Okay, chere! Désolé." Remy sighed. "I'm sorry but y' don' kno' dese les gens like I do. Dey are insane."

"And Ah'm an invulnerable mutant. What's yah point?"

"I jus' don' wan' anyt'ing t' happen t' mon chere." He replied taken my hand. If my cheeks weren't already red before they were now. I look into his eyes searching for a hint of falsehood or deceit and I find none. Damn, his eyes are so beautiful. Grr, I'm not ready for this.

"Thanks, Ah guess." I begin to let go of his hand but he tightens his grip and pulls me closer to him.

He wraps his arms around my waist and whispers, "Merci, mon chere." He moves his hand to mind and brings it up to his face, pressing his lips into the palm of my hand.

"Anytahm, sugah." I hear myself reply. I did NOT authorize myself to say that! Remy's lopsided smirk appears and he lets go of my waist but still keeping hold of my hand. For some reason I don't try to let go either. I can admit it. He's got me.

"Rems, let's get outtah here before they catch on to us."

"Anyt'ing fa mon chere." Remy replies leading me toward the door.

I look him over and I smile, "Yah look reallah nice in a tux."

"Merci, good t'ing y' came wen y' did. It wasn't goin' t' stay dis way fa long."

"Reallah?" I raise an eyebrow at him.

"Oui, I had mon own plans t' stop de wedding." Remy confessed. My eyes narrowed. I know he didn't make me come all the way out here if he wasn't going to go through with the wedding, anyway!

I stop in my tracks, "Did Ah waste mah tahme, then?"

"Non! Y' method was way more legal dan mine."

"Well, what exactly were yah gonna do?"

"Can't tell y'all de details but…" He looks at me dramatically and says with seriousness, "People were going t' die t'day."

I roll my eyes at him, "Remy, yer crazy yah know that?"

"Oui, crazy about y' mon chere." He smiles.

I can't help but crack a smile myself, "Let's go." We continue walking outside the church.

"So chere, since we are married now. Y' wanna go on our honeymoon? I heard Monte Carlo is nice dis time of year. But den we won' be able t' see t' much of de city since we will be in bed most of de time."

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