Love Like In A Book

Chapter 21~Mr And Mrs Accidental

Step 1: You Wake Up Next To The Boy/Man You Got Married To In A Drunken State.

The story goes like this :

You hate this guy but, somehow, you wake up lying next to him on a really comfortable bed in his sick condo and that's when you get the shocking news of the millennium. You're both married.

So listen kids, never get drunk next to your enemy.

But unfortunately, no one ever gave candidate number 19 this lovely advice and just for clarity sakes, I've never met candidate 19 till that fateful day.

I was awake and had been so for a very long time waiting patiently for candidate 19 to wake which if I must admit took forever but he actually did. And his scream did too.

"Who are you?" he asked in a high pitched voice that puts Beyonce's highest pitch to shame.

"Hey baby! How was your night?"

"Don't hey baby me, answer my question, who are you?"

"Uh," I said and waved my ring finger in his face, making sure he saw the ring. "I'm your wife."

"My what now?!"

"Wife? As in me and you, we are married. We've tied the knot."

"How?!"

I frowned, "how do people get married? I got it. We met a school of dolphins and fortunately, they could talk. So they forced us to get married."

"That doesn't sound right."

"Of course it doesn't. I mean, when did dolphins start to talk?"

"They talked in Barbie as the Island Princess."

Wow, dear husband was really something.

"I'm sure they did. But, it happened like this, you took me to a little chapel on the boulevard and literally asked me to marry you. It was so Bruno Mars' Marry You."

"You married me?"

"Of course I did. I did you a favour and it's not like I'm benefiting from all this since you have no yacht. I'm the one at the losing end."

"We need to get divorced!"

Presenting a guy that could pass as a demigod.........Richard Cypher and no, it isn't the seeker as candidate number 19

Step 2: You Both Go To A Court House To Ask For A Divorce Bit The Judge Turns You Down.

"Okay!"

"Okay what?" I asked to make sure I wasn't hearing things.

"Okay, you can get divorced!"

"YAY!"

"No yay," I said and shook my head at Richard. "That is not even exciting news." Turning back to the judge, I said "surely, there's a rule against getting divorced less than 3 months after your wedding."

"Listen, I don't-really-know-your name-soon-to-be-ex-wife, we're getting divorced and that's final."

"Wait, you're not going to ask us to try and make things work?" I asked the judge with a slight frown.

"What does it look like I run here? A wrong choices help house?"

And before I knew it, I was signing the divorce papers.

Step 3: just forget it, it hurts just thinking about it.

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Mr and Mrs Accidental is written by @xTheStrawberryBratx.