It was a mistake. It was a disastrous mistake and one that he should never have discovered. It only happened once, okay maybe more than once but, to her, it really meant nothing.
Her day had begun perfectly. The sunrise was breathtaking and the streams of light tickled the beading on her designer wedding dress as they rose to greet the morning. One Mimosa turned into several as her bridesmaids tended to her every need. Hair was curled, make-up was applied and swollen feet were wedged into dyed stilettos.
Their vows drew tears from family and friends, promises of a love eternal, but below the surface it was all a lie. He played the part of the dutiful groom, picking up the train of her dress when she walked and catering to her every whim. All of his smiles for the photographs seemed so genuine and full of love. If she had only seen the hurt and anger bubbling below the superficial quality of his grin.
His thank-you speech began as she has seen him rehearse it many times but what followed was a shocking turn of events. She was initially intrigued but her curiosity suddenly turned to horror as his words fell heavily on her ears. The sea of dismayed and tortured looks rested solely on her. Each guest held a photo in their hands of a moment in time she would regret for the rest of her life. Three days before the wedding she had slept with the best man and every person in the room held photographic evidence of her betrayal.
Her exit from the reception felt like it was in slow motion. The limousine that waited to whisk them away to their honeymoon sat idle and she jumped in the back seat. They drove for an eternity and finally found a small, seedy pub in the middle of nowhere. She entered and ordered a drink. “Give me a Zombie, and keep them coming until I turn into one”.
Written for the Trifecta Weekly Challenge and inspired by what is, most-likely, an urban legend. (Photo credit: flickr.com)
a : the supernatural power that according to voodoo belief may enter into and reanimate a dead body
b : a will-less and speechless human in the West Indies capable only of automatic movement who is held to have died and been supernaturally reanimated
b : a person markedly strange in appearance or behavior
Oh! The groom took quite a revenge. I loved how you ended it. Well-written. I liked the entire idea of it.
Thanks very much!
But why did he speak his vows first?
To make her think she’d gotten away with it?
Yeah, but now he’s married to her.
They apparently had it annulled. Urban legends are quite detailed.
He should have at least waited til after the wedding night!!!
That’s expensive revenge on the groom’s part.
According to the urban legend, her parents paid for the wedding.
He apparently thanked them for the very expensive dinner!
Yikes….well, she got what she deserved I suppose.
She needs a new moral compass, for sure!
I love the last line. I don’t normally like Halloween blinked prompts since I tend to find people go for the obvious and the results can be lazy, but you have definitely changed me mind here. A non-Halloween Halloween based prompts. Fab.
Thanks so much! I really appreciate that. 🙂
The number of Zombies that can be consumed until you turn into one is generally two.
This is why I stick with wine….I just turned into a grape and roll over. 😉
This kind of feels like a Master Card commercial waiting to happen: tux rental = $200, wedding cake = $350, look on bride’s cheating face when her photos are exposed and eventually turning her into a zombie: priceless. Okay so I could be way off on the those prices but hey I’ve never been married so what can I say? Sometimes it’s worth the cost to make a point huh? Very well written and I agree with some of the above comments – a great way to include a Halloween theme without being cliché. 🙂
Thank you! I guess she really did turn out to be the monster! 🙂
But why go through the marriage at all? That’s what has me puzzled.
Apparently he wanted to make the bride and her family suffer….hurt knows no limits.
Ouch. She was obviously wrong, but what he did was harsh.
It sure was….if the legend is based on fact, he should have just left when he found out.
Well-written story of revenge. Very nice job!
Thank you very much!
I absolutely love the last line. Good stuff. But I can’t fathom why he would marry her. That’s some wacky revenge.
People do some strange things. I haven’t dug too deep to find out if the original story is actually true. (I hope not fore everyone’s sake)
Love the story. I also love the pic. I bet some poor drunk lady is hating you right about now!
Thanks….and I’m sure she is regretting posting this photo on social media!
Ah, revenge. The groom should remember, though, it id a bitter drink.
Thanks so much!
I’ve been to good weddings and I’ve been to not so good weddings. This would definitely take the cake. What a nightmare. Thanks for linking up. The picture is perfect.
I can’t even bring myself to think this story may be based on fact. And that photo is the reason I will never post any pictures of myself on the internet that are remotely embarrassing.
This was a nasty turn of events. well told.
Thank you very much.