Chapter 4

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I was trying to fall asleep, but all I could think about was my upcoming wedding. I started to think about the proposal, when I fell asleep. We had been in the cabin for three weeks when it happened.

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"I hate it when the guys just tell us what to do!" I grumbled to Starr.

 Tate and Jake had turned into complete douches ever since we had gotten to the cabin, and I was getting tired of it. "Jasmine, you need to calm down. And would you quit swinging that damn frying pan around!" Starr screamed at me.

"What... Oh," I out the frying pan down, but I was still pacing. "Now, will you put the butcher knife down?"

"No, I'm going to use it to cut them up!" I screamed back.

"Cut what up!"

"The damn cucumbers for their damn sandwiches!"

Starr backed away, and I went to cutting up the cucumber. Cut is really the right word, it was more like hacking it up into little pieces. "Jake, go away," I heard Starr say in an urging tone.

"No Starr, I need to ask Jasmine something important."

"Not now Jake!"

"Yes now Starr!"

"Fine, but if she stabs you, do NOT come running to me!"

"She won't stab me!!

I made sure that I brought down the knife extra hard to remind them that I was still here.

Jake got down on one knee, and I was confused. When he started to reach into his pocket, I nearly feinted. He pulled out a little box, opened it, and he said the seven words that I will never forget. "Jasmine Marie Fryman, will you marry me?"

I screamed. Starr was blushing, and I had the damdest time getting one little word out of my mouth. "YES!" I finally screamed out.

"What the hell is going on in here? Jasmine, why in the hell are you screaming?!?" Tate asked as he walked into the kitchen.

I looked down at my finger and on it was a golden band with a little diamond in its place. I put up my hand, pointed at my hand, and I screamed.

What happened next, is another thing that I will never forget. "You son of a bitch!" Was all that I heard before Tate was on top of Jake beating the shit out of him!

I walked over to them and I tried to pull them apart. After a few minutes, I took to wooden spoons, and I started to beat the shit out of them. "What the fuck was that for?" They asked in unison.

"Why the fuck did you just jump Jake! I am fucking tired of you guys always getting into a fight! I am running out of ways to stop you!"

I took Starr's hand, and we walked out of the kitchen. "Starr, will you be my maid of honor?"

"Well, I will have to think about it... Hmmm... Yeah!"

We started to talk about the wedding, when I thought of one thing. "I don't have a dress!"

We started to look through the closet, and we found the previous owners wedding dress! It fit me perfectly, and I was so glad!

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I woke up with a start when Cleta started to cry. Jake tried to tell me to go back to bed, but I knew that she was hungry, and he had no way of feeding her.

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