1995 - Off the Hook era
Tamika
The light hit my face before I even had the chance to open my eyes. I felt a unusual amount of weight and warmth pressed into the front of body.
I didn't remember much about last night after the last drink I had, but I was almost certain who was in this bed with me. I gently opened my eyes seeing Kandi asleep next to me.
Us sleeping in the same bed is innocent, but it's what we might've done that had me questioning my life choices. I squeezed my eyes shut, taking a deep breath before slowly lifting the covers. There wasn't an ounce of clothing on either us causing me to groan and quickly lay the covers back over us.
I'd pay any amount of money to replay last night so that I could remember it. I had no way of knowing what our first time having sex was like and that was a painful.
A whole moment in time, gone.
I untangled myself from her, getting off the bed, and grabbing one of the hotel robes. I shivered as a chill shot through my body. Hotels were always so cold for some reason.
I quickly went into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me. I took one look at myself in the mirror and no longer wanted to know what the hell happened last night.
I pulled the robe back slightly to examine the rest of my body. My hair was matted, I had several hickeys, and what appeared to be scratch marks going down my chest and probably my back but I didn't care enough to check.
I quickly looked away beginning to brush my teeth and wash my face.
As I splashed the water on my face I looked down at my left hand in confusion. A ring stared back at me on a very important finger.
'No' I thought to myself. There was no way we actually did that. Having sex was one thing but getting married was a whole other.
What the hell was in those drinks last night?
I mean we were in Vegas, but that didn't excuse us getting married knowing we weren't even in a relationship.
I quickly walked out the bathroom with the intentions to wake Kandi up. Only to find her sitting up in the bed staring at her hand the way I was moments ago.
"Tell me this doesn't mean what I think it does.." Kandi said being the first one to break the silence. I slowly walked closer, shaking my head.
"I'm not sure, but the fact that we both have rings isn't a good sign.."
"Okay, l-let's just look around for a marriage license. If we did we would have one, right?" I nodded and we both started to look.
It wasn't long before I found the piece of paper we were looking for. "Kandi.."
She turned around and I held up the piece of paper. She sighed and sat the bed holding her head in her hands. It wasn't long before I heard sniffles that soon turned into sobs.
I know this was an ideal circumstance but damn was it that bad to be married to me?
I swallowed my pride realizing this wasn't a moment for self pity and walked over to her. I sat next to her on the bed and pulled her body into mine. I could feel her body relax against me as I rubbed back.
"It's going to be okay Kandi. We're going to figure this out.."
"How? We're married. My mom is g-going to kill me.."
I hadn't even thought of that. My mom definitely wouldn't have anything nice to say. I mean we we're still very young being that I was 20 and she was 19. The idea of our parents being mad at us was not far-fetched at all. Still I tried to ease her anxieties. I hated to see her cry especially over something like this.
