The Tale Of Hearts

Chapter 121

Hyden's POV

I sighed for what had to be the hundredth time, dragging a hand down my face. My whole body was aching to get near her and instead I was standing here like an idiot. What the fuck is this even?

I rolled my eyes again, sharper this time, fixing Kevin with a glare that should've burned straight through his smug face.

"Don't look at me like that, bro," he snickered, clearly enjoying every second of my torment.

"You know this isn't how it works. If you want to run off to your sweet little bride so bad..." His grin widened, wicked and taunting. "...then you better do whatever it takes." The rest of the groomsmen erupted into laughter, egging him on like a pack of jackals.

Kevin leaned closer, lowering his voice in mock, before announcing loud enough for everyone to hear, "Oh common bro, it's just one little thing. You have to dance to this song... while singing it. Do that, and we'll grant you permission to finally crawl back to your little wifey."

Their laughter roared again, some of them already queuing up the most ridiculous song they could find on someone's phone.

I pinched the bridge of my nose, muttering a curse under my breath, while they all watched me like hawks, ready to pounce the second I moved.

God, she was waiting upstairs, probably thinking I'd abandoned her, while I was stuck here, about to humiliate myself in front of a bunch of drunken idiots and the worst part? I was this close to giving in.

I groaned, dragging a hand down my face as Kevin shoved the microphone into my hand like it was some sort of sacred offering. "No fucking way, Noo" I muttered, glaring daggers at him.

"Yes fucking way," Kevin shot back with a grin so smug I wanted to knock it off his face. "Rules are rules. You want to run upstairs to your sweet little bride, you gotta earn it."The rest of the groomsmen started chanting, stomping their feet. "Sing! Sing! Sing!"

I rolled my eyes so hard it hurt, but the thought of her, made me grit my teeth. Fuck how hard was it to finally make her mine and now what? Fine. If this was the last fastest way, I'd fucking do it.

The opening beats blared through the speakers, and immediately Kevin doubled over laughing. Barbie Girl. The absolute fuckers. Shit does this song has some grudges against me???

"I'm a Barbie girl, in a Barbie world..." I deadpanned into the mic, my voice flat, bored, but of course that only made them howl louder.

"Life in plastic, it's fantastic!" Kevin sang at the top of his lungs, jumping up to mimic the high-pitched female part. The others joined in, spinning around me in a circle, clapping like maniacs. I just stood there, growling out the lines, my jaw tight as I glared murder at each of them.

"Come on, Barbie, let's go party," I muttered darkly into the mic.

"AH-AH-AH YEAH!" all of them screamed back in falsetto, shaking their hips like idiots.

By the time the chorus hit again, I was about ready to throw the mic and punch Kevin square in the face. But instead, I finished the song with the flattest, deadliest delivery anyone had ever heard, my gaze locked on Kevin like a sniper target.

The second the music cut, the room exploded in laughter and applause. Kevin doubled over, clutching his stomach, tears in his eyes. "Oh, man, you just made my fucking year."

"Done," I growled, tossing the mic at him like a weapon. "Now get the fuck out of my way before I murder every single one of you."

They cleared a path quick enough, still laughing, still clapping, but I didn't give a shit. All I could think about was getting upstairs to my room, to her.