A WEDDING!

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FROM MULTIPLE POVs

"I look like a f*cking horse." whines Rebecca in a beautiful and slightly tight attire.

"Becky, sweetheart, you really don't." says a very patient and understanding Nate standing next to the mirror.

"You're right. I'm not a horse. Those are athletic. I look like a whale. A giant humpback whale.".

Rebecca is frustrated. Her wedding dress refuses to fit her a week before the wedding and she isn't about to wear something off the rack. They said they can fix it but there's only so much seam allowance left.

"Honey you could wear a shirt and a pair of jeans and I'd still marry you." Nate tries to calm her down.

"NOT HELPING" screams Rebecca as she storms back into the fitting room.

"Why the f*ck are you even here? The groom isn't supposed to see the bride in the dress before the wedding." Rebecca isn't expecting a response and is clearly just venting any way she can.

"I thought we both agreed that's a stupid tradition." Nate holds back a laugh because he knows he can't survive her wrath if he let out a laugh now, Rebecca made sure he knows it before they left from home today.

"Honey they can fix it. Please don't worry about it. If it helps, you can wear my tux and I can wear the dress." Nate may be joking but Rebecca calms down and walks out of the fitting room.

"I'm sorry I'm being a pain in the a** right now. I really want this to be perfect." Rebecca walks close to Nate, as close as she can with the big fabric puff of a million layers down her waist.

"And it will be." says Nate before wrapping her in his arms and holding her tight, even with all the extra fluff and frill all around her.

Rebecca decided to opt for an alternative, just in case. She loves Nate's Tux but she would rather see him in it than the dress and she isn't sure if he was joking or serious.

Nate has often lent her his comfy sneakers and comfy joggers and his comfy as f*ck baggy t-shirts. She likes to call it her post s*x shirt. If he gets a little impulsive he might just lend her his tux.

They walk back home with cookies and ice cream from the shop near their apartment and decided to skip the, as Rebecca likes to call it, stupid f*cking dance rehearsals.

They have been dancing together since they first met at that local concert. In fact, they still dance together almost every weekend. Nate even learned Salsa with her a while ago. Their first dance as man and wife is just a formality.

"Will you leave me when I get fat?"

"Will you leave me when I get fat?" asks Nate.

"Of course not" replies Rebecca and Nate says "Exactly! Me neither."

Rebecca feels the urge to kiss him so she does, for several minutes until the phone rings. It's Jim and he confirms that he will not be bringing a plus one. The reason he gives, in his own words, was the fact that his date was too stupid to be worth the hassle.

They laugh over it and Rebecca promises to set him up with one of her single friends during the reception to while Jim audibly screams. The man sure knows how to celebrate the little things in life.

Nate makes some calls, makes sure things are all set for the next week. Relatives have started flying in from all over the country and Nate makes sure they all find their stay comfortable at the hotels booked for everyone. They both have big families and almost everyone is coming. Plus their friends with their companions, some even with kids of their own.

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