My Little Sisters Wedding

Chapter 11 - A List Of Problems

"Fucking three weeks suspention! WHAT THE FUCK! FUCK! Fuck you Brian! Fuck you Liam! Fuck YOU WORLD!" I screamed incredilously at the road ahead of me. I was slowly and surely going insane. Three weeks was like I death sentence to me. I loved my job more than I loved my father. I can't believe I just thought that!  

I had decided that I had better make my way back to the wedding party as no doubt my sister would be going out of her mind. You could probably say I was the worst sister/maid of honour. I had to get my shit together if not for myself, then for my poor baby sis who was most likely getting lectures from all the aunties going over for the pre-wedding discussion. No doubt the conversation about "the" wedding night was taking place. I could never imagine Caz having sex...Ewwwwwwwww! Thank god my thoughts were interupted by my cellphone ringing violently in its dashboard holder. My choice of ring tone fitting my mood at that very moment - 'Move Bitch' by Ludacris.

"Hello?" I spoke firmly.

"Cameron! I swear to you, if you don't sort your shit out and get your ass here now I'm calling off the wedding! Aunt Sharon just asked me what my favourite position was! THEN, she started to discribe her favourite position that, and I quote, 'Really got her juices FLOWING!'" Caz shouted from the other end of the phone. I laughed uncontrollably as her words sunk in. Oh my! I always knew that Aunt Sharon's Mother Teresa act was in fact just an act. That dirty woman.

"Are you laughing? Seriously? I swear," Caz started but I cut her off.

"Caz! I am literally 10 minutes away. See you soon!" I hung up quickly not wanting to listen to any other possible stories. 

I had arrived at the house to find chaos seeping through the cracks of the house. I saw all the aunties waving there hands above there heads being very animated and saw Caz with her hands in her hair looking as though she was about to explode.

She looked up and her eyes met mine. 'What going on?' I mouthed. Her eyes went wide and she bursted into tears as everyone around her went silent. 

"Cameron!" Aunt Linda yelled.

"CAMERON!" Nana yelled from behind Aunt Linda. 

"CAMERON!" My mother screeched while standing and rubbing circles behind Caz's back.

"WHAT?!" I yelled back. I was starting to get concerned. Why were all the ladies going crazy? Was it too much estrogen in one place?

"Dylan can't make it to the wedding. A volcanoe in Tonga has errupted and flights in and out of Tonga have been put on hold." Sarah, one of Caz's good friends and fellow bridesmaid spoke as she came up behind Caz and put a comforting hand on her back. 

"What! BUT he's the best man! What on earth is he even doing in Tonga?" I asked no one in particular. Trust that dim-witted, no brain sod to ruin my little sisters day. Oh, next time I see him I might just abuse my rights as a police officer and cuff him to a pole and beat social cues and proper english grammar into him. I knew he was unrealiable; he used the words 'Cool' and 'Bro' way too much for him to be classed as normal. What did Daniel see in him as a friend? When I first met Dylan he had been sleeping on Caz and Daniels couch. He was a class-A douchebag, who felt the need to point out I had very manly shoulders and then had the audacity to ask if I would participate in a three way with him. 

All at once the ladies started to talk loudly, cursing Dylan for being the fucking inbred idiot he is. I know Caz finds him extremely annoying but puts up with him because he is Daniels best friend. He was supposed to be here last week to help contribute to the work load of the whole wedding, BUT of course, Dylan being the little mole that he is rang and said he couldn't make it untill two days before the wedding.  

"OKAY! Everybody calm down!" I screamed. "This can be sorted. Daniel can move all the groomsmen up and maybe find another friend to come on as Georgia's partner." I suggested as everyone was silenced by my commanding tone. 

"Thats not the main issue right now." Emily piped up. "She can't find her veil. Daniel rang and asked if she had the rings and they go into an argument. No one knows where the rings are. Her ankle is still too swollen to get her shoe to fit properly. The catering service has called and said they might be short staffed tomorrow. The flowers aren't ready and to top it all off the wedding dress wont button up!" 

Loud gasps left every woman's lips there. I rolled my eyes at everyones dramatically loud gasps.

Caz lifted her head off Mum's shoulder and turned her bloodshot eyes to everyone standing and sitting in the front lawn of my fathers batch, realising what everyone was thinking.

"I AM NOT PREGNANT!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. She turned on her heel and ran into the house.

This has been a shitty day an its only 1pm. Can this day get any worse?