Whiskey & Vows

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TWO| NO CHANCES AND WRONG ANSWERS

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I didn't figure it out. Charlie and I spent the rest of the morning Googling answers and ways to get out of my shitty mess. Unfortunately, I couldn't find anything. You'd think for as many times people drunkenly get married, they'd have some type of way to change it. After hearing an earful from Charlie how stupid I am and how even she didn't know how we would fix it, we finally settled on going back to the place I got married.

When I refused to talk to Derek or go to his hotel room to tell him Charlie's plan, she called him. Apparently, he thought it was a good idea as well because the Devil himself was following behind us. Practically tailing us in his flashy Range Rover, I resisted the urge to flip him off. I wished I could just go back home and our issue would disappear, but I knew I'd still be married to the jackass.

Charlie and I drove in silence for a while as we looked for the stupid chapel. Sighing, she looked at me cautiously and grimaced.

"Want me to be real?" She finally asked.

"Not really." I muttered. Ignoring me, she pursed her lips and spoke bluntly.

"I think you screwed up."

"Clearly." I groaned. "I don't remember anything from last night, Charlie. I don't even remembering being at the club!"

"I just can't believe you married Derek Jones out of everyone." She sighed. "You're going to have to go to school and probably live with him."

"What?"

"What if you can't fix it, Anna? What if you can't live separately? You know it changes everything for housing at school."

"You're not making this any better." I frowned.

"I'm looking at the facts." She sighed. "I'm not going to start sugar coating things now." She shrugged. "Are you sure you're going to be able to face it? It's Derek." Shifting uncomfortably in my seat, I pressed my lips together. She'd witnessed his many harassments or my unfortunate breakdowns from him and his friends; it wasn't a secret that he knew how to hurt me. Charlie knew that me being around Derek was toxic; nothing good is going to come of it.

"There's only so much I can do." I admitted.

"He's lucky he's hitch to you." Laughing, I shook my head.

"You're such a joke."

"Just saying." She grinned. "Maybe you'll whip him into shape."

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Cupids Love Shack

I got married in a Love Shack.

The three of us stood outside the deserted shack, grimacing at the name. It was a good five minute drive from the club and I wondered how we got here. Looking around, I found limos in the parking lot. They really know what they're doing.

Cringing, I looked over at the giant cupid plastered at the top of the door and the bright, flashy sign in front of the road. Charlie took a deep breath and shoved a Blow Pop in her mouth as she looked around the place. Derek, however, was hard to read.

Despite our early morning, he looked good for someone who just woke up with me. He smelled shower fresh and dressed in simple khaki shorts and a racerback tank top with the school's football logo on it. A baseball cap hid his face from the sun and made it difficult for me to watch him. Clenching his cheeks, he shook his head at the place. Expecting another rude dig at me, I was shocked at his words.