Till Death Do Us Part

Ch. 1 - Pilot

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Roxie's POV

The letter came at the worst possible time.

I mean seriously. It was like fate just knew I was already in the toilet and decided, what the heck? Why not just mess her up emotionally for good!

I flipped the card over and read the details, scoffing when I realized just how freaking ritzy this stupid wedding was going to be. There was one thing that I was one-hundred percent sure of, and it was that Jedrek's parents were damn lucky to not be footing the majority of the bill. After all, perfect miss Tori always got whatever she wanted ever since she was a kid; daddy made sure she never had to lift a finger or go without. Too bad it made her a spoiled brat with zero boundaries.

I snorted before reading the card out loud.

"We can't wait to hear back from you! To speed things up and make it easier, RSVP online!"

You've got to be absolutely kidding me.

I typed the website into my search engine, almost gagging when the cliche here comes the bride tune started playing in the background as a slide show of photos appeared across the screen.

"Thank you so much for being a part of our special day. Jedrek and I can't wait to see you there!" Tori's fake voice chirped before the RSVP options finally appeared on the page. I checked the box next to NO and scrolled down to submit it. That's when I noticed they had a blank box titled 'comments to the bride and groom!'.

My finger hovered above the box, the endless possibilities flying around in my brain. I giggled to myself before skipping over it and submitting my poll.

I don't think either one of them would appreciate my 'eat a fat dick' comment.

I set my phone down on the kitchen counter with vigor before roughly rubbing my hands over my face. Picking the card with their disgustingly-professional so-in-love photos back up, I further analyzed the pictures. There's no way they're that happy - well, actually, if I had a rock the size of a freaking mountain on my hand maybe I would be happy, too. I glanced up, taking in the pathetic view of my one-room loft apartment. It was the cheapest thing I could find that also happened to be close-ish to my job - and I couldn't even afford it. I huffed before moping over to my bed and face-planting onto the worn-down mattress.

My body was exhausted after the 14-hour shift I'd worked today. Of course, my boss decided to wait until I worked the entire damn shift before telling me that I was being laid off. And that the restaurant was bankrupt. And that I wouldn't be paid for the shift, let alone the past two weeks worth of work.

Jerks.

Now, I would be forced to move back home and live with my dad and step-monster - just like the cunning monster predicted.

Yeah, this letter couldn't have come at a worse time.

It was probably close to an hour that I spent lying in my bed, ignoring my growling stomach that I didn't have enough money to fill before my phone began ringing. Turning my head to the side and flipping the phone over just enough to see the screen, I read the caller ID. It wasn't a number I had programmed, so I just ignored it before shooting my best friend a quick text.