Love Games: A Tyga Fanfic

Chapter 32

Delaine

Today, after all this time, is Alicia and Chris’s big day. With everything that has gone on over the past year, they finally saved up enough money to get married.

Alicia was being a bitch; I couldn’t even talk to her without her yelling at me. She was lucky that it was her wedding day, because I was on the verge of snapping. I mean, I never actually thought that the Bridezillas show was accurate. Shit, I was wrong.

“Can someone get me a sandwich?” She yelled as Momma J was doing her hair.

“Sure. What kind?” One of the bridesmaids, Justine answered.

“Turkey with mustard on white bread.” 

“Do you want anything else like tomatoes or lettuce?” Justine asked.

“I just told you what the fuck I wanted. Does anybody listen to what I have to say?” She shouted. Justine just left the room with her eyes glued to the tile.

Momma J put the last pin in Alicia’s hair. Her make-up was already done, all they had to do was put the dress on.

“Alicia, I need to hem your dress up a little in the back so, can we get it on you.” Maria, her tailor said.

“No, I need my sandwich first.”

“We don’t have much time, Alicia.” Her mom interjected. Alicia rolled her eyes.

“Delaine what time is it?” She asked.

I glanced at my phone. “2:57.” 

“See, mama.” Alicia said. I mean the ceremony didn’t start until 4:45 and we had some sort of time, but not much. I mean, she had to get dressed, Maria had to do some last minute hemming, and we had to drive thirty minutes across town to the venue.

We all sat there in silence for a while, until Alicia shouted, “Where is my fucking food?”

“Alicia! Language!” Her mom and Momma J said at the same time. Alicia rolled her eyes for the hundredth time that day.

**

Alicia

“Do you Christopher Maurice Brown take Alicia Annabel Soto-Cruz to be your wedded wife? Do you promise to love her, comfort her, honor, and keep her through sickness and in health, remaining faithful to her as long as you both shall live?” Reverend Siebert asked.

“I do.” Chris said. He looked into my eyes with a huge grin on his face.

The Reverend repeated the same question to me.

“I do.” I said. Tears swelled into my eyes. 

“By the power invested in me by the state of Illinois, I now pronounce you husband and wife. Chris, you may kiss the bride.” Reverend Siebert finished.

Chris grabbed my neck and pulled me into a long and wet kiss. Our grins made us break the kiss. We gazed into each other’s eyes, having a silent and meaningful conversation.

“I present to you, Mr. and Mrs. Christopher Maurice Brown.” The Reverend said. 

To pay homage to Chris’s culture, we jumped the broomstick. We walked down the aisle hand in hand, as our closest friends and family cheered for us.

At the reception it looked like everyone was having a good time and I was having the time of my life. We danced, and most of the time, it felt like it was only me and my husband was in the room.

We sat at our table and listened to everyone make their toasts, saying congratulations.

Chris’s uncle got up. Oh lord, he is a trip.

“Christopher and Alicia, congrats.” He started. You could tell this nigga was drunk as fuck. “Chris, man, I’m surprised you got hitched. When you were a kid, you would always say you would never get married, you said you liked messing with girls too damn much to throw it all away on one girl. Look at you now.” 

I glanced at him with a look that said ‘Oh, really’. He glanced back with nervous eyes.

His uncle droned on and on, eventually talking about his marriage, more so about his divorce.

“Okay, that’s enough.” Momma J shouted. Everyone else let out a sigh of relief. Chris’s uncle and Momma J had a silent conversation. Momma J was highly upset.

**

Delaine

Alicia’s reception was gorgeous. Since they got married during the winter, the theme was winter wonderland with white and blue everywhere.

A slow song came on and Michael pulled me outside onto the balcony.

He grabbed my waist and pulled me in close. We swayed to the muffled music from inside.

“You look stunning, Delaine.” He said, twirling me around. I blushed.

“Thank you.” I replied. The song reached its climax and our dance slowed to a halt. We stood together, holding each other looking out onto the pitch-black lake, which reflected the moonlight perfectly.

“I brought you out here for a reason, Delaine.” He stated, letting me go. I looked into his eyes expectantly. He looked nervous as hell. He wiped his forehead his hand.

“Umm. Hold on I’ll be right back.” He said, rushing back into the building.

“Michael?” I whined.

“Don’t move, stay right there.” He demanded. I stood in my spot looking into the sea of people.

Tyga

“I brought you here for a reason, Delaine.” I said to her. I let her go and looked out on the water. A cool breeze brushed by us, cooling my nerves a bit. I was still nervous as shit.

I wiped the droplets of cold sweat collecting at my forehead.

“Umm, hold on I’ll be right back.” I breathed. I walked towards the door.

“Michael?” She said, confused.

“Don’t move, stay right there.” I told her. I rushed into the building, heading straight for the bar.

I wanted to get a shot or two in my system to loosen me up.

“Can I get some whiskey straight?” I asked the bartender. He nodded at me and went to go pour my drink. A few moments later, he brought it. I gulped that shit down. I barely even felt the burn in the back of my throat.

“Another.” 

After the two glasses of whiskey, I went back out to Delaine. She looked out onto the lake. Her hair and dress blew in the wind.

“Delaine.” I whispered, getting her attention.

“What’s going on, Michael? Why’d you just run out like that?” She questioned.

“To be honest right now, I’m nervous.”

“For what?”

I dropped onto my left knee in front of her, looking into her eyes. Her expression turned from confused and angry to surprised and excited.

I took her left hand and a deep breath. “Delaine, we’ve been through so much all the ups and downs and I feel it has made us a stranger couple and more loving towards each other. You are my rock and I can’t see myself with anybody else but you. I love you with all I have. Will you marry me?” I said. I took in deep and shallow breaths.

“Yes.” She answered. She kept on repeating “yes”, as I slid the ring onto her finger.

I stood up and hugged her. She held onto the sides of my face and kissed me deeply.

I held her in her arms and we looked out onto the lake, swaying in our own little bliss.