Episode 1 Run away groom

This is supposed to be the best day of my life. I think out loud as I straighten my tiara and look at my tearful and beautiful mom who is now checking every single little detail of my wedding dress. Yes, I am getting married. After a long time waiting and longing for someone to love who would live me back, I finally got purposed by the most wanted bachelor in my town. Teegan is the dream boy, privileged hot stuff and he has been it since preschool the same tome I have been in love with him.

Our story goes all the way back when we were four years old and all the girls wanted him to be ourprince in the dramatic play centers. I dreamed that he would be my husband. As time passed by and we all grew up, I witnessed him dating some very pretty and popular girls. He seemed happy, full of life, even more popular and more handsome, and of course further away from me. Until that day when he showed up in my house asking me to go out with him on a date. Needless to say, my heart almost came out of my mouth.

It was right after graduation and I was going to computer science at MIT and he was going to law school in Harvard. It was a very beautiful day with a different feeling. A feeling that I could do anything in this world, a feeling that all those years of loneliness and obscurity were left behind. My platonic -one sided love was about to become real. The whole thing seemed like a scene from fairy tale; he parked his convertible white Ferrari in front of my house and walked to my porch holding with a beautiful bouquet of pink roses. When I opened the door, I almost fainted and my words failed me miserably. Upon noticing my sudden awkwardness he smiled warmly, said hi and asked to talk with my father.

“ I solemnly ask you Mr. white to date your beautiful and extraordinary daughter Crystal White.” I heard him saying as I eves dropped from the other living room. I immediately lost my hability to breath. Was it true, for real? Was the boy of my dreams in fact asking my dad for my hand in courtship?

“ of course young man. I know you and I know your family. It will be a great pleasure to have you court our precious Crystal. “ my dad’s words sounded like music to my ears. My parents were great people. Classy, kind, influential and very wealthy. But above all they were very loving and they really want was is best for their three children. If we are happy, they are happy.

Today they are having the pleasure to marry their oldest daughter and I could not be more proud of the way I brought this incommensurable joy to their lives.

“ you are beautiful Crystal.” Said my mom looking in my eyes. “everything is going to be perfect. “ she completed giving me a hug of that perfect maternal assurance. She then checked her phone and told me that it was time to go.

The church is decorated with flowers and cristals. My entire family is beaming with joy and I am nervous. I put on a forced smile and start walking towards Teegan. My steps are soft and slow, my body shakes, my heart pounds with the force of a band of Brazilian drums. My eyes are watery and I am afraid I will fall. The sight of my friend Lindsey reminding me to breath, brings me the awareness that I need to regain control of my emotions and keep moving graciously to the altar.

Teegan hold my hand with a hard expression in his countenance. Slowly he conducts to the priest who is also carrying a somber look. Teegan looks like a movie star with his blond hair, green eyes and athletic figure. However, today his smile is missing.

The cerimony is short. The priest recites the typical words of the ritual, and gives us a shy, almost meesly blessing that ended up making everything fall short from what I expected. When the time to kiss the bride comes Teegan barely kisses me and immediately leaves me to go straight to my dad. I then observe them talking with a serious expression on their faces that will last throughout the entire reception. They both keep their distance from me. So much so that Teegan even avoids any kind of eye contact with his own bride. During our dance his eyes were elsewhere and it becames clear to me that something is not right with him. My dad keeps avoiding me, my mom, as always is pretending everything is fine, my friends are either drunk or trying to hook up with one of the many good looking single guests and my young siblings are clueless of the whole situation. At least Teegan’s family seems to be ok. His mom and older siblings are as expected showing their stiff upper lip and faking smiles. His dad died a while ago, but his presence was missed for sure.

“ go do that pathetic bouquet throwing shit right now because we gotta go” Teegan hissed at me.

I go ahead and like a little sheep obeying my master. His mom got the bouquet and she was all smiles. It makes me smile as well. Teegan was already waiting for me at the door. His face was everything but happy. As I approached him forcing myself to smile, he turned and started walking to the car. I need to run to catch up with his long and fast steps and although I am holding my dress I tip over and fall on my face. He doesn’t move a lash. Worse, he looks at me impatiently and nods his head in disgust. I struggle to get up and walk to the car without noticing that I scratched one of my knees.

“ get in the car.” He barked. I shiver “if you weren’t so fat, maybe you had been able to balance yourself better.” He added cynically. I get in the back seat do my dress will fit inside the car.

“ May I ask where we are going? “ I mumbled

“ to hell I suppose!” He answers with no intentions of hiding his anger any longer.

I am crying now. What have I done to deserve this type of treatment? Is this a nightmare? This day is supposed to be the best day of the rest of my life and it is already an unexpected disappointment.

We got in the apartment my dad rented for us. I m informed that I have 20 minutes to pick up my “sh!t” and get ready to leave. I change out of my expensive wedding dress and put on my favorite jeans and warm white blouse that makes me look a little less plump. Not that I am fat per se, but I could lose 30 lbs and since I am supposedly going to “hell” and I don’t know where “ hell “ is I chose very simple and adaptable out fits. I am still holding up some tops when Teegan comes in our future bedroom he notices what I am packing. He then throws another fit.

“ what a hell are you packing, are you that stupid?” His voice spits fire.

“ well, since we are going to hell and I don’t know how hot hell is I am choosing different types of out fits,” I said boldly, but shaky.

“ are you trying to be funny, b!tch?” He barked at my face. I plop on the bed in a sudden panic.

“ that’s it, we are leaving right now and you will wear that sh!t even if “ hell” is freezing cold.” He shoves the clothes I am holding in my bag and pulls me out of the apartment. I am glad I am wearing a cross body purse that stayed on otherwise I would have been forced to leave me documents and credit cards behind.

Teegan had promised to take me to the honeymoon of my dreams in Paris, but instead he drives to the mountains and hours later I see that he picked a remote cabin to be alone with me. It is cold and gloomy. Far from the romantic places I pictured in mind when I mentality rehearsed countless times the moment to give myself to him fully and completely.

“ I will order Chinese for dinner.” He informs me, knowing very well that it is not my favorite kind of food. Meaning that I will have to go hungry too.

I pretend I didn’t hear him and went to take a shower. The water feels great on my skin. At least something is nice to me and I enjoy it as much as I can. After that I take 15 more minutes to prepare myself for my first night with Teegan the man that I chose to love for so many years. However, I am almost certain he is not coming looking for intimacy with me. Not after his later demonstrations of disdain. Well, I prefer to be safe that even more sorry. So, I go ahead and do my best.

Teegan eats his food without me and after a while walks in the room. I am already in bed.

“ turn off the light! “ He orders.

That night there was no romance, no passion, no kisses, no sweet words. That night there was no gentlemenship, no tenderness, no love, no mercy. Teegan took my first night, my virtue, my ****** blood. Tears rolled down my face, pain covered the most intimate part of my body, regret inundated my mind. Quietly he removed himself from me, turned the light back on, took a long shower, got dressed, picked up his cell phone and his wallet.

“ do not expect to see me anymore. I am done with you.” He announced in disgust.

He turned away and left me...

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