Escapism Of The Lunatics

16 | Til Death

With a long hard look in the mirror, I groaned grumpily. The wedding dress was simply beautiful- something out of a fantasy book. It looked like it belonged to a princess. But the dress was ruined by the one worn by it. My looks had never been a problem before, but I had at least expected to look halfway decent for my bloody wedding day.

A gentle knock almost made me jump out of my skin. Wow, I must really be on edge.

"It's Ian, can I come in?"

I called out a yes and he came in with Frankie by his side. They both looked fairly cleaned up, however they didn't have a change of clothes. Just tucked in shirts and rolled sleeves. They both gawked at me and I slumped. A pathetic attempt to hide my figure.

"I get it. I look stupid." I mumbled.

Ian was dumbstruck, "A.J, you look lovely." He saw the flower crown on top of a drawer and placed it on my head.

Frankie added, "You're like a princess."

I smiled. While Ian added the crown, I couldn't help notice the purple colouring on his neck. I unhesitatingly grabbed his collar and inspected, "oh my goodness. A hickey?"

Ian pulled away, "say it louder, why don't you?"

I covered my mouth and our gazes turned to Frankie. He looked absolutely baffled which caused Ian to sigh in relief.

I nudged Ian, "Who's the lucky man?"

He blushed and scratched the back of his head, "He made me promise to keep it a secret."

I nodded respectfully and asked, "You two must be close then?"

His blushing intensified and I couldn't help but point it out, "aww, you're like a tomato."

He nudged me back, "shut up. Can we go to the beach already?"

I reluctantly agreed. I couldn't avoid it forever.

We reached the beach, Peter kept the ceremony small. Really small that only lost boys and A few natives were invited. I don't know who else I expected. But then my eyes met a women in the far corner. She has dirty blonde hair which was in a scruffy bun was wearing dirtied clothes and jacket. Once she saw me, she stared me down which only caused me too look away. She stood up and left. She clearly was forced to be here. I made a mental note to ask about her later. My eyes then landed on a few natives. Princess Tiger Lilly especially. If looks could kill, I'd be six feet under by now. I wondered why she was so repulsed by me.

Ian walked by my side down the aisle. My face plastered with a fake smile and fidgety fingers. I spent the entire way to the altar worrying about all sorts of things, until finally, we were there. The front rows, left and right from the altar, were occupied by almost all the lost boys, not including Thomas.

I briefly wondered where Peter got everything ready and arranged, but quickly remembered that he has magic. Maybe if I figured out my powers, I could be capable of such things. Peter was standing on the right side of the altar. There was an unreadable look in his eyes, but a tiny smile crept on his face as Ian and I approached. To my surprise, his hair wasn't nearly as the scruffy nest it tends to be and he wore a simple black suit. I had never seen him in ordinary clothes and it didn't feel right.

Right behind the altar, stood the Chief of the natives. Ian lead me to the left side of the altar and with a subtle gesture, motioned me to let go of his arm. I did so and Ian took a step back and handed me into Peter's hand.

"Peter," the Chief said to him. "Will you take this women as your lawfully wedded wife? Do you vow to love, trust and lead her? Do you accept to fulfil your marital duties and to remain faithful until death do you apart?"