Falling Into The Past

Chapter 28

                           PAUL'S P.O.V.

        
           We were this close to getting out of here! But no! Our worst and ugliest nightmares had to intervene one last time! I swear, someone needs to euthanize these pricks. I can't help but to smile at that thought as we creep back into the shadows of the cave. Hopefully the girls can come up with an idea to get rid of these buttheads so we can be rid of this time and place for good.

 
"Goin' to the chapel and we're gonna get married.
Goin' to the chapel and we're gonna get married.
Gee, I really love you
And we're gonna get married.
Goin' to the chapel of love."

 

           I glance around the main room as music fills the air around us. I can't wait to see what the ladies have planned for these bozos!

                          SAM'S P.O.V.

           I have to act like a lovesick fool over Michael Emerson. Gross. But I'm determined to make myself appear as clingy and in love with him as possible. Shouldn't be too hard, right?

            Sam Emerson and Alan Frog charged into the cave hollering like banshees. I wait until the last hunter is inside, which was Edgar Frog. He was limping with a cast on his left ankle. I walk slowly but confidently past him, clutching my bouquet firmly in my hands, an excited smile on my face. I march straight up to Michael and quickly tap him on the shoulder before wrapping my arms around his waist.

            He whips around and his mouth falls open in shock. His eyes slowly assess my appearance before he falls into panic mode.

          "Wait a minute! Who are you? Why are you here? Why are you in a wedding dress? And why are hanging all over me? I don't know you!" He rambles on with a confused look on his face.

           I fight to keep the excited smile on my face as a shudder runs through me. Acting child like in front of him was easy. But acting romantically interested in him was an entirely different thing. Especially knowing he was partly responsible for killing my new friends and boyfriend, even if it was only in a movie.

         
           "Hiya, Honey! What took you so long? You know a bride shouldn't be kept waiting on her wedding night!" I gush excitedly while I squeeze my arms tightly around him.

           "Wait, wait, wait! Wedding night?! W...we aren't m...married!" He stutters over his words while the other guys looked at me in amazement. Michael looks at them with a 'help me' look on his face.

          "Give me a second, Dude! I'll figure this out, since she's obviously lost her mind! I'll be back in a minute." Alan tells him before turning around and heading back in the direction they just came from.

          He disappears into the shadows for a second before reappearing again with a look of absolute horror on his face. Courtney must have met him halfway. This should be good!

                           PAUL'S P.O.V.

           I'm trying my best to hold in my laughter as Michael panics over Sam's words. I mean, what's the big deal? He has my devastatingly gorgeous lady hanging on his arm, trying to convince him that they have a wedding night ahead of them. What's not to love about that? It's not like a screw up like him could ever land perfection like her. But man does she make a convincing bride or what!