Blade is so confusing. One second he hates me, the next he's showing a kind-hearted side of himself, the minute after that he's fucking my brains out. It's hurting my brain, but it's worth it.
"What about this dress?" I ask as I step from behind the curtain.
Belina and Anastasia both give thumbs up.
"Okay, you guys have been doing that to every dress." I scoff.
They came to the house this morning after Blade left and said I needed a wedding gown, so here we are. I talked to them both and we've gotten unbelievably close already.
"It's because you're picking dresses Blaze would never like! I told you, if you wanna get with my brother, listen to me." Belina says as she walks out to find a new one.
"She's right." Anastasia laughs. "I know Blaze, and he wouldn't want you wearing that fluffy dress." she laughs again.
I asked Ana if she liked Blade, and she practically laughed in my face. No, not practically: she did. She's lesbian and married.
"So what kind of dress should I-"
Belina walks through the curtains with a very long, powder white and thin dress. It's beautiful.
"Whoa." I say.
"Pretty, right? I remember when we were younger, Blaze would look through our mother's magazines while waiting for Dad to finish up in the slaughterhouse. We didn't have any electronics so it was the only way to entertain ourselves. He saw a dress that looked just like this and said "Whoa. I want my future wife to wear this one. It's sexy." and my mom and I died of laughter." Belina smiles.
Oh, so Blade has always been a little... erm.
"Oh, wow. Okay." I laugh nervously and take the dress.
I walk into the dressing room and switch dresses.
When I walk out, I hear chatter coming from more than Ana and Belina. I open the next curtain and see Blade sitting in the chair and Ana and Belina are standing by the door, chatting.
His eyes light up as he sees me walk out, "yeah." he nods at me.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
I give him a thumbs up and walk back to change.
As I pick the dress up after changing, I see the price tag. This dress is $7,000. I don't have any money. I left without a penny.
I walk through the curtains with the pretty dress and the mid dress. I put the pretty one back up and keep the mid one.
"Wait, wait. What're you doing?" Blade asks.
"That dress is seven thousand dollars, Blade."
"So?"
"I didn't bring any money with me when we flew here."
"... so?"
"Blade."
He sighs at me then grabs the dress, "I'm not marrying you if you don't wear this dress. I'm quite sure Belina has told you the story already, with her big ass mouth."
"Shouldn't you save that for when you remarry after me? To a girl you actually like?" I ask for a reaction. Blade's obviously not gonna marry after me, so I wanna know what he'll say.
"Mm... maybe you're right." he says.
?!
"What?! You plan to remarry?!"
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