Chapter 4- The Re-Wedding P.1
Kelly's POV:
After I came into the living room with pancakes, bacon and sausage I found Layla dressed in her brides made gown. Also, I found John in a tuxedo. Then I saw Mark (The Undertaker) as a priest. I was so confused. "What are you all doing?" I asked. "Giving you a wedding, Barbie!" replied Layla. "Now, Melina should be here in five minutes so, let's eat breakfast first," "Um, you guys don't have a license to throw a legal wedding, do you?" "The priest at your wedding was retiring, so, he passed his license to me. So it's legal." said Mark. "Ok, well let's go ahead and eat before your big day!" Layla said as she stuffed a piece of bacon into her little mouth. "Hold on one moment. I need to talk to Randy," I said as I yanked his arm into the kitchen. "You don't have to do this for me." "I know. I'm not doing it for you- I'm doing it for us," then I realized that Randy was really in love with me. "Randall, you are too sweet." "I know."
Randy's POV:
Barb deserves everything. She is so pretty and talented. She deserves the most the world has to offer. "Melina's here," I heard John say. "Ok, Barb Melina's here," I said as I peeked through the kitchen door. "Okay, be there in a moment." I heard her say from the dining room. Probably Cleaning. "Barb, you don't have to work all day. Get a treat!" I say but then I realize that she was breast-feeding the baby. "I'm not working. Hehe!" Barb said back. "Okay, well I'll tell the crew you're busy." "I'll be there in about two minutes." "Okay. Love you." "Love you, too sweetheart." Then I shut the door and told Layla, Melina, and John that she was "busy" but by that they knew what I meant. Rookie Mistake.
Kelly's POV:
After I was done feeding Layla I came into the kitchen and heard the piano play. Time for the wedding I thought and headed in on cue. "Here comes the bride!" I heard the choir start to sing. Melina must've brought a choir with her. Then I head out into a fully decorated living room. There were ballroom lights on. There were also pink roses scattered along the carpet. "Do you, Barbara Jean Blank take Randall Keith Orton to be your prisoner... in LOVE?" Mark asked me. After I chuckled I said, "I do," "Good," then he turned to Randy. "Do you, Randall Keith Orton take Barbara Jean Blank to be your prisoner... in LOVE?" He laughed a little more than I did and then said, "I do." "I now pronounce you guys husband and wife. You may now kiss..." Why did Mark pause? "the bride! I was making sure no ones water broke this time." What a joker! Then Randy grabbed me by the head and kissed me for atleast thirteen seconds. I didn't want him to let go. He's obviously the one for me. "I Love You. I mean I know that I've said it a million times, but now, I mean it, Barbie. I really do." "Oh, Randall, I love you too!" Then we kissed again. Even though it wasn't much I appreciated the thought. My best friends that came to my in-house wedding. I couldn't of appreciated anything more. I undressed into some sweatpants and a t-shirt. Nothing real extraordinary. Then I suddenly heard a scream...