Welcome back readers. In this chapter that big event happens. You know the wedding? Did you forget about it? I really hope you didn't. This one is going to be a short yet long chapter. You'll see what I mean very shortly. Enjoy the chapter I promise you it is quite different from the others.
7 Months earlier
It was the beginning of March. Spring was only 20 days away. Then me and Laura would finally be wed. Granted some couples may have waited over years to get married, but I felt in my heart that this was the right thing to do. I put the finishing touches in place at our chapel, and Laura finished her wedding dress. As the day drew closer I became increasingly nervous. I kept imagining all the things that could go wrong. The town being struck by a missile as an act of war, me being shot by someone that had always loved Laura then lost it after we became a couple, or even an earthquake that sends the roof down own our heads. I kept my cool though, and just had to be prepared for every possible situation. The only one I had trouble preparing for was everything going right.
Nothing of real interest happened until the 21st. Then on the day of the wedding everyone had gathered. The night before Dylan and his friends all invited me to a party where they congratulated me on getting hitched. I stood there at the podium with her brother being the one to join us together in holy matrimony. She was gorgeous, absolutely stunning in her wedding dress. We both stood facing each other. Her brother speaking the words to bind us together, and we repeated them. "Ian do you take Laura to be your lawfully wedded wife?" "I do without a doubt in my heart." "Laura do you take Ian to be your lawfully wedded husband?" "I do." We kissed sealing the bond forever more. Everyone was happy for us with our families congratulating us.
We enjoyed one hell of an amazing reception afterword's. After a few hours most of us were too drunk to give our speeches. Me being the only exception since I don't drink. Also since everyone knew I was going to be the only one who didn't drink someone got the splendid idea of hooking all of out cars together in a line, and having me tow them to their homes. That luckily was only for the people who lived an hour away. Anyone who lived farther would have to sleep in the hotel room, and deal with the hangover on the road. I enjoyed myself though hearing everyone slur their speech, and stumble across the stage. Laura didn't have so many that she was fine again by the time it was all over though. "Laura remember that I didn't want you drink off your ass again?" "You still remember that? Damn it I really had hoped you had forgotten that." "I don't forgot everything Laura. Just random things that I have no control over." "Well let me drop off my wedding dress at my mom's house. Then I'll drive out to the honeymoon suite we booked ok?" She kissed me on the cheek, and decided to drive off since she forgot to drop it off at her house earlier before when we dropped her family off. I knew she had a few too many drinks to drive earlier. I'm just glad she can return her amazing dress to her home safely now that she processed some of that alcohol.
I arrived at the hotel to check in. After meeting with the front desk and receiving the room key, and I told them if she arrives to just tell her to go up to the room. I unpacked anything in our suitcases that needed unpacked. Proceeding to sit on the couch I pulled out my phone. I hate phones but I was forced to get one. I dialed Laura's number and called. She didn't pick up, and I thought it was just her forgetting the phone in the car. I decided to wait until morning to actually do anything since it was getting late. Then things started to go awry.
The next morning she still wasn't here. I called her mother to ask what happened last night. "Ian what do you mean she came down. She never came down to the house." I thanked her for telling me what she knew and hung up. I turned on the morning news to a murder report, and was about to change the channel until the area of the murder was mentioned. "We have reports of a murderer who was just caught in this region last night. Cops have claimed he confessed to a murder that same night. Despite the murderers confession the murderer refused to admit to who as to who the victim was." I turned off the television as my heart sank. My wife had likely been murdered last night. I then heard a snapping sound. I didn't know if it was my mind or my heart. Likely both of them had just broke as I sat on the sofa, and started to break into to tears.
Well isn't that just cheerful? What you didn't find that cheerful? I guess we just have different definitions. Well what happened to Laura? What did our protagonist do to drive himself to be in a closed room with a gun in hand with a remote? Why does our protagonist refuse to drink any alcohol? I don't really the answer to all your questions, but I think I can answer those. Thank you for reading this chapter. Remember you reading it makes it worthwhile.
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