We Got Drunk, Woke Up In A Motel Room.....Married! And This Doesn't Bother You!?

2. The Honeymoon Period Is Over!

Ok, so here's the continuation of my new story that I just randomly got the idea for. Well, the best ideas just come to you, don't they? Anyway, sorry it's been a while since I uploaded anything. I have no excuse, except that I'm one lazy ass chick. Hey, blame my dad, it's in the genes! LOL!.  

So, anyway, you know the drill, vote, comment, blah blah blah... 

Hope you like it. There's definately more to come, as well as with my other stories. Like I said, I'm not gonna leave you hanging.

P.S Also, i have no idea about the laws on marriage/divorce etc (especially in the USA since my stories are set there). So I've just sort of made them up/bent the rules to fit this story. So, don't start complaining and getting all pedandic. It's just a story.

And this part picks up from where that little snippet I gave out earlier left off, so if you might want to re-read that, just to refresh your memories.  

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"So, do you want to use the shower first, honey, or should I?" He just smiled at me, amused by my still shocked state. How could he be fine with this? We just got married! And did he just call me honey?!

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"What the hell?" I stood up, facing him, my shock turning into anger.

"Wow, you red heads sure do have a temper," he said lightly, looking at me, still amused by my reaction.

"I do not! Not all red heads have hot tempers, you know." I said, as I ran my fingers through my shoulder length red hair. This caused my side fringe to be pushed back, so now I had both my eyes on him.

"Hmm, says the red head still shouting at me." Alec was smiling broadly now. I just looked at him, completely dumbfounded. How did we get on this topic?

"Look, the issue of my temper being related to my hair colour is not relevant at this moment," I said through gritted teeth.

"Well then, what is the issue and what is relevant?" Is he serious? Did he not see the ring, not that you could call it a ring!

"Um, I don't know. Maybe it has something to do with this," I ended by lifting my left hand and holding it near his face. He looked at it, then at my face and then back again.

"What's your point?" He sounded completely bored. What, did this happen to him often?

"What's my point? What's my point? Oh, maybe it has something to do with the fact that we got MARRIED!" I could feel my face radiating heat as though I was the sun. Damn red hair and fair skin!

"Okay, firstly whoa. Can you not shout, please," he said, clutching the side of his head in his hand, "and secondly, would you relax. It's no big deal."

"What do you mean 'it's no big deal'? It's a huge deal. We just got married!" I actually had to take several deep breaths to try and calm myself down.

I looked up to see that Alec had gotten out of the bed and was standing there, in nothing but his ripped jeans. He was completely shirtless and I really didn't want to know how or why. I now noticed that he had one of his nipples pierced, with a small silver hoop. He also had a tattoo on his upper right arm, right on his bicep. It looked like a bird of some sort.

"It's not a huge deal," he said, probably trying reassure me. "It might not even be for real." I stopped breathing. He had a point. It might not even be legal. It could just be some random thing we did when we were drunk. Oh god, that really had me worried. The first reckless thing I probably ever do in my high school career, and I thought I end up married! Oh god, please let it not be for real, please let it not be for real, please...