"Is there anyone here who thinks these two shouldn't be joined together in Holy matrimony? speak now, or forever hold your peace."
Are those words really necessary? I mean, it was my wedding and everyone seated smiling at me were my friends and members of the family. They all knew how really important the day was to me. I mean, I've dreamt of that very day my entire life! and I knew I was being hasty with the whole Normal wedding procedures and stuff, but the suspense was making me really nervous.
Those words left the priest's mouth barely two seconds ago and I must say, the silence that followed was really satisfying and at the same time suffocating if you know what I mean.
The sudden unified gasps from the crowd gathered at my wedding told me I didn't make up the sharp pitched Feminine voice that just sounded in my head.
"I object!" Her voice repeated the very same words I thought I heard the first time. Joining forces with the sounds from the crowd to confirm to me that I actually did hear her the first time.
And as distraught as one could possibly ever be, I turned my head sharply to the owner of the voice just as everyone else did. And right there, standing with her right hand high above her head, was an average height Blonde.
What in the this-is-so-not-supposed-to-happen is going on here??
In a painfully slow motion, she squeezed her way through my guests seated closely beside her on the same row till she was out and standing right before the eyes of a very shocked crowd. Mine being the purest form of shock because the lady right before us was Very Pregnant. Very Very Pregnant. I mean, she could literally have her baby any minute then.
What in the world?......
My mind was beginning to give me ideas and crazy explanations. But no, it's all just some sorta joke.
Right?
I immediately turned with a trace of hope in my eyes to my husband to-be but every little piece of hope I felt shattered the instant my eyes met with his.
His eyes held a message, One I wasn't ready to believe.
"I'm sorry to break it to you, but as you all can see, I am pregnant." She announced right to my face in front of the attention filled crowd of guests.
That didn't prove anything did it?
"With the Groom's Baby!" She added and the unified gasp was even louder.
Her voice resounded in my ears like a torment, seeping every single drop of life in me.
Her high pitched voice burned my ears as much as my own tears that were threatening to fall did.
"And that's not all." She continued.
Wait.... That's not all?
"Daddy!!" A little excited voice sounded from behind her and from nowhere, a little boy I couldn't really see well due to my now tears filled eyes, appeared from behind her and ran up the alter towards us then wrapped his arms around My supposed Husband to-be's legs.
Oh and she had more to say, just that I couldn't remain standing there in my bridal attire like a fool, listening further on the unfolding lies and secrets of the Man I was almost about to marry.
Without a single word nor a bit of comprehension as to what exactly is happening with me at the moment, I held up the voluminous ends of my gown up in my hand, and did a broken short step run away in my heels mindless of the fact that my tears and the short veil over my face wasn't allowing me much view of where I was headed but I couldn't care less.
I just needed to be away from him! From her! From them! From Everyone!
"Jaselle!" The unmistakable voice of my Mother called out to me but my legs weren't stopping.
My legs couldn't stop.
I didn't want them to stop.
And as I would have it, I had reached the end of the hall and after throwing the door that led out the suffocating room open, I was now out present in the open. I had snatched off my veil and probably looked horrible with my makeup that was now definitely ruined by my tears but that really was the very least of my problems.
I held out to my chest that felt as though my heart was beating three times faster but also painfully slow that it felt as though I couldn't breathe at some point.
I probably wasn't reacting as anyone would think I should but right there in my head, I was busy hoping to myself that was one of those really silly dreams I get and by the time I wake up in the morning, I will walk down that aisle once again and get married to Richard like I've spent the past six months of my life preparing hard for.
If at all that really was a dream, I am still yet to wake up even after so long.
I could go on about my tragedy, but it's not something I really like to talk about often.
I mean, A pregnant lady standing up to object at your own wedding isn't exactly any bride's dream but that unfortunately happened to be my fate when I walked down the aisle to meet my lying, cheating jerk of a fiance (now ex) I almost said "I do" to in the presence of a large number of people well seated in the crowd awaiting a wedding ceremony which didn't take place because my soon to be wedded husband turned out to be a Father and had his second child on the way.
There I go explaining again at every chance I get even after convincing myself for months that turned into years that I was totally over it.
But it's really not that easy is it?
Perhaps it would have been alot easier to forget if I didn't get fingers from town gossips pointing at me whenever I decided to step out in public.
I must say, Gossips really are the worst!.
If it wasn't for my Mother stopping by my house as often as she could with supplies and emotional support, I perhaps would have been permanently glued to my Sofa where I spent most hours of my days thinking to myself how stupid I must have really been trusting him.
Before I set off again with anymore painful rants, I'm Jaselle. Jaselle Green, but my friends call me Jas.
Well, who am I kidding? I have no friends.
Okay, that's a lie, I actually do have friends, tons of em but I've kinda been distant ever since I got into my shell, you know.
It's just been me and my Mom ever since and then a bunch of my cousins I barely ever spoke to up until they all showed up at my disastrous wedding by Mom's invitation. Tsk.
"Knock Knock" A voice, accompanied by the double tap on my door came up and distrupted my thoughts suddenly.
Rolling my eyes, very much aware of the only one person who will definitely be the one standing by the door, I sighed and sat up straight because I'm so not in the mood for another 'get your life together lecture'.
"Come in Mom, it's Op-" I replied dryly and she barged in even before I got to complete my statement.
I wonder why she bothers knocking when she's just gonna barge in anyways.
"Home made Roast duck for my favorite daughter" she announced and set down the ridiculously huge basket she brought in with her on my center table and sat down disturbingly close beside me.
"I am your only daughter Mom and what are you doing here?" I replied dryly and waved away her hand that was busy doing God knows what to my already scattered dark locks I held up my head in a very messy bun. So messy I'm pretty sure a bird could conveniently lay it's tiny little eggs in it.
"That's no way to greet your Mom!" She retorted and I sighed. Not at her response but the look on her face. I could tell I was in for another lecture. I don't know what it'll be this time but for sure it's something I'm not interested in. As usual.
"Jaselle, it's been Four years! How long are you gonna continue like this?" She questioned in a very serious voice.
What? Four years is too much time to be sad over loosing the 'love of your life' right on your wedding day? I don't think so.
"Look Mom, I know you're concerned and all, but I'm perfectly fine here. See......." I pointed out with a wide plastic smile plastered on my face. She definitely wouldn't fall for the smile though but I mean, why not?
"Return back to the World, Jaselle. Date new people! Get a life!" She pestered.
Date new people? I'd rather chew on hot coal.
I've learnt the saddest of way now that all men do is lie! And I don't think I'm changing my mind about my self made theory anytime soon.
No, I don't see that coming.
"You Could also leave this creepy apartment of yours and move back in with me. Your room will always be open to you honey." She offered again like she always does Everytime she gets the chance.
Move back with my Mom that lives with her two Sisters?
No, thank you. I am Twenty five! That is not happening.
"You already know what my response is Mom, don't push it." I declined as I let my eyes roam around my sitting room and finally figured what she meant by creepy.
I owned just a single sofa and some deadbeat chairs on either sides of my center table. The paints on my wall begged for a change and so did the door to my bedroom every single time it makes that creaking sound.
"You didn't tell me why you're actually here. I mean, it's a Monday and you're still all dressed up I can tell you're straight from work." I pointed out, taking in her appearance and trying to restrain my itchy fingers from playing with her colorful tie.
Thankfully enough, the loud clearing of her throat pulled my eyes away from her tie and back to her face that looked as though she was about to reveal a big secret.
"Mom! Come on, your making me nervous, what's going on?" I questioned hastily as she was taking longer than I could Tolerate to respond.
"So, I've been saving for some time now and I've arranged you a flight to Everald." She announced and I was the one to take up the silence.
Honestly, I didn't know how to react to that piece of information.
"I know I didn't let you know when I came up with the idea because I was certain you weren't gonna agree with me but I did it anyways because, I want my baby girl back" she explained softly and held my face in both her palms. Causing me to look directly at her by all means.
"I thought perhaps a change of environment for a short while could cheer you up and I heard the weather is great over there." She added and I sighed.
I've found myself in one of those rare situations where I couldn't say no to my Mother.
If she doesn't guilt trip me Into going because of all she's spent, she could just easily play her emotional blackmail card on me and besides, a vacation or travel out didn't really seem like a bad idea to me.
I also really needed my life back but almost everywhere in this city reminded me of Richard which was really the last thing I wanted.
This is a really genius idea and even though it was hard to believe, I almost genuinely smiled at just the thought of it.
"Thinking about saying no to me like you always do aren't you?" She questioned and I realized I was still yet to give her a response.
"You know what Mom, let's take Yes for a change this time." I replied truthfully and she seemed even a lot more shocked than excited I literally just agreed with her.
"Thank you Mom" I whispered close to her ear after pulling her in for a warm hug for the first time since I could remember.
I have finally taken that first step towards getting my life back and I feel positive about it already.
"When you return, I could talk my boss into giving you a job with us" she offered and I made a face at the idea of having to be colleagues with my Mom!
"Come on, let's dig in before it gets cold." She urged and Hastily unwrapped the basket that remained untouched before us both.
"Is this really home made?" I questioned with a raised brow once the first trace of still hot, roast duck aroma hit my nostrils.
"Yeah sure. I made it right at my desk just before driving here." She replied with sarcasm glaring in her voice while I shook my head before settling to focus on the mouth watering definitely purchased meal right in front of me.
"You might want to pick up the pace on your eating, you have a short time to pack. Your flight is at dawn tomorrow" she announced out of nowhere!
"Mom!" I replied in a high pitched voice.
"What?" Came her guilty response.
"Why did you leave out that part?" I questioned with a frown.
"Hehe."
For the first time in a long time, I agree with mom. This vacation really was the best option for me. I reached my lodge in Everald some few hours ago and I had just managed to peel my eyes open after a long jetlagged nap.The weather also happened to be great just as Mom had told me. The air was chilly but still held a good amount of warmth.I let my natural curiosity control me so, out I went in the cool of the evening for a casual stroll around the somewhat quiet neighborhood. My stroll wasn't so casual anymore because In the space of about half an hour or probably a few minutes less, I found myself in a fully active club because..... Why not?I mean, who wouldn't? I've been indoors for years and besides, no one knows a thing about me or even seem to care or notice my presence, all everyone here could notice were the changing beats in the loud music booming through the speakers on either sides of the bar as they swayes their bodies in response to the rhythm.With a glass of tequi
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