ILWMH [DISCONTINUED]

Tying the Knot

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I woke up in the peaceful hotel room. Not one sound. I looked at the alarm clock realizing I was slept past the alarm.

"Shit!!," I yelled. I slipped on my bathrobe going to my so called Maid of Honor.

I pounded on Rayanne's door. "Rayanne! You let me sleep through my alarm!," I hopelessly yelled.

"Ah, fuck! Give me a minute! Shit, E," Rayanne moaned. I heard skin slapping and groaning so I just left. Disgusting ass freaks, I said in my head.

Michelle ran to the living room with her hair supplies. She styled my box braids in an updo.

"I got the dress!," Lorraine dashed where we were.

Thank God, I thought. I figured that the dress wouldn't be altered in time, however I was grateful that it was.

Lorraine applied a dab of primer all on my face. Then, followed up with a foundation and concealer.

Lorraine also contoured and highlighted my face. A wing eyeliner, neutral brown eyeshadow and a few coats of mascara was the finishing touches on my eyes.

"What lipstick should she wear?," Lorraine asked the other girls.

"A prostitute lip," Rayanne blurted out of nowhere.

"What?!," Michelle, Lorraine and I questioned.

"Red lipstick," Rayanne replied in a duh tone.

"Look, I'm gonna help Michelle get ready. Lorraine will take care of you," Rayanne suggested taking Michelle with her.

"Wow, you look nice," Eric commented walking out of Rayanne's room.

            {Shanya's Outfit}
Lorraine started laughing as she finished my makeup and put on my jewelry.

"Shouldn't you be with the guys?," Lorraine asked.

"Yeah, but I needed some damn pussy," Eric bluntly said.

I shook my head, getting up to admire myself in the mirror. I never really saw myself walking down the aisle, kissing my childhood crush, and tying the knot.

" Look, I just want to say that I think you are the perfect match for my best friend. Lorenzo is a relationship type of guy, and to know that he's marrying you, let's me know if he really loves you, and you have my homie's heart," Eric told me as I looked at my reflection in the mirror.

Michelle, Rayanne and Lorraine walked out the room with the beautiful blue dresses they had picked out.

Michelle grab the bundles of Malaysian hair and sewed it into her and Lorraine's head. Rayanne, having naturally long hair, curled her hair in the same style.