Rotten Dreams (short stories)

Him and Her

Her eyes sparkled as she secured her veil onto her hair. She caressed her white, silk gown as she powdered her nose one last time. She hugged her mom tightly and looked tyin the mirror. "I'm getting married", she screamed out of excitement. She put on her glittering pumps and caught hold of her dad's arms. She was ready to get married to the love of her life.

She graciously walked towards the aisle as her train sweeper the floor behind her. The day was beautiful and the sky, clear. The warm breeze blew her hair as she put one foot before another. At his first glance he cried out of astonishment,"She's gorgeous", as he was blown away by her sheer beauty, grace and poise. The waves of the ocean were in perfect coordination with the orchestra.

She went closer to him, both of them blushing, walking down the aisle, grasping her father's hands. She was shaking with excitement and sense of euphoria swept over her. It was the perfect start to her new life with him, almost too good to be true.

She let go of her dad's arms and gave one final kiss on the cheek. She walked towards him with a huge smile drawn on her face while he admired her gorgeousness. Both of them smiling at each other.

The minister recited the vows and the rings were exchanged. "You may now kiss the bride".

Everything happened so fast, and was in perfect harmony with nature. It was a wedding after all...what could possibly go wrong? Next thing she knew, she was in the reception and dancing away all her sorrows, hand in hand with her husband and swaying to her favourite song. Everyone was ecstatic and the aromas of the food filled the air. The cheerful music left everyone, elated. It was indeed a wonderful sight to watch.

A loud bang at the door was heard. In camera man in a dark suit and a shaved head. His hefty body walked towards the bride as she screamed. She was startled to see her ex, her  crazy ex. Seriously, he was sent to an insane asylum because he was really obsessive about her and kept her locked up. "You're only mine and no one else's", he yelled with rage and removed a gun from his pocket. Fear took over the room. It was cold and she got goosebumps all over her. She clasped on to her husband's hand as he calmed her down. "Someone dial 911", she cried. Before anyone could pick up the phone phone, he pointed the gun upwards and fired, "no one is calling 911 or I'll shoot you", he sternly said. He walked towards her and told her, "you would've been so much more happier with me Martha. Why did you leave me? I couldn't stop thinking about you". Tears rolled down his eyes as he looked at the groom. "You stole her from me", he said and walked back. "She's either mine or no one's". He lifted the gun, pulled the trigger and BOOM! Bullet fired at him while she jumped in front of him to save him. The bullet hit her right at the centre of her forehead, while blood trickled down the face and onto her gown, staining it red. The room was shook. She was dead on the happiest day of her life. He just lost her and Him and Her had no future.