I Married My Bestfriend

Memories 2.0

                  *Tense will intentionally change after she leaves the apartment.      

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(Mel's POV)

Soft instrumental music plays as a bride's wedding ceremony begins. Her white, mermaid tail style dress flows behind her as she walks up the aisle to meet her handsome,raven-haired groom. The satin body of the dress clings to her slim body perfectly in all the right places. Her long, sun-kissed brown, curly hair is pinned up into a messy bun. White and purple orchids litter the tables behind her and the white, picket arch over the pastor. The bride, Mel, looks over at her bridesmaids, all decked out in purple and white. 

     

My best friend who I've known since middle school,("The typical mysterious Scorpio" as I liked to call her)Cree, is in a white pantsuit which fit well with her jet-black,wavy hair and russet-brown,glowing skin. It hugged around her beautiful curves and you could even make out her 6-pack underneath. Her dark,blood-red lipstick and gloss and smoky eyes completed the whole look. Even with (what she calls a flaw) slight acne and BARELY any makeup, she still looks amazing.

Definitely amazing enough to walk down the aisle with…well she'll do it one day.

She still has the same mid-back length hairstyle that she had since high school. I smile lightly; memories of pulling that hair and her loud moans haunting me. I shiver slightly at it and push the memory away. I glance at Cree. She gives me a reassuring smile. Instantly, I feel a very strong rush and a buzz spreads through my chest. Hmph,I guess it's just nervousness.

   But I've never felt anything as strong as this before. Maybe it's because I'm excited to be married. I can't believe I'm FINALLY getting married! I've waited so long for this. And Cree's been there for me every step of the way, with advice and telling me to be patient and helping me through it when we fought. Especially last time….

          *4 months before the wedding*

“Why don't you want to have kids with me!?” 

 “I didn't say that, I said I didn't want kids RIGHT NOW! I want to focus on my career first!” I yell back at Jamie. Jamie wants to start having kids a few months after we're married but I don't want them that soon, I want to build up my career and then think about kids….why can't he understand that! As I yell, tears start to stream down my already reddened face.

“Well it sure as hell seems that way! I want to be a father, BEFORE I have grey hairs! We're 24, and we're not getting any younger! And besides, you can focus on your career later! Wait…what is it, have you been cheating on me or something!? Are you already pregnant by the bastard?!” Jamie yelled back,raising his arms above his head,his pale face now red as a chili pepper. 

    I sighed,choking on tears. I've had enough….we've been going back and forth for the last hour. When he's like this, he'll say anything to get an answer he wants…. I need to go somewhere where I can relax and WON'T feel like shit. I got off our black worn couch(that we shouldn't have bought off Ebay. The first day we got it, it WREAKED of ammonia) and grabbed my iphone and my leather jacket and texted my BFF, Cree that I was coming over. Cree would know what to do. Cree responded to the text:👍🏾 I smile weakly at the phone and grab my car keys off the coffee table while walking towards the front door. 

"I'm not cheating on you, you dick. I've told you this countless times..I'm going to one of my friend's place. And I'll be back tomorrow.", I tell Jamie as I head out the door,wiping a tear from my face. He grumbles something about who's dick was making you moan,even when you'd gone to sleep, a couple of nights ago or something as I shut the door. I rolled my electric-blue eyes. So mature Jamie…I didn't even moan that much. And even if I did,it was out of sympathy. And besides,the moaning afterwards had nothing to do with him.