In a matter of minutes, I was about to walk down the aisle and say my “I do’s” before the man that would grow old with me. The man with who I’d spend the rest of my life.
This whole experience was nerve-wracking. Thinking about it made me anxious as to whether or not I was truly ready to marry him. But then all the years we shared together, prior to this very moment, seemed to weave their way back into my memory and gave me a reason to confirm exactly why I’d fallen in love with Danny in the first place, making it a lot easier for me to ease into the thought of being his wife.
The last time I had seen him was yesterday afternoon, just before he was about to head out with the guys for his “final evening of freedom”. His words, not mine. I too, had gone out to spend some quality time of my own with the girls commemorating my final evening of freedom. As much as I thought sleeping off yesterday’s encounters would help wash away the playbacks from the night before, nothing seemed to work. Let’s just say that I have quite the friends…
I chuckled lightly at the thought of yesterday’s happenings, when a loud knock at the door echoed through the room, disconnecting me from my ponder. The pounding became louder and louder. It had been made very clear that whoever stood behind that door must’ve grown more impatient by the minute, and it sounded urgent.
“Just a second…” I called out, making my way over to the door. I turned the knob open to be head-on with a pair of police officers as well as a teary-eyed Anthony, Danny’s best man.
“Is everything alright?” I asked, my voice trembling in worry.
“Our sincere apologies, Miss, but we’re going to have to ask you to come with us,” said the officer. I furrowed my brows in confusion at his last statement.
“I hate to be so blunt, officer, but I’m amidst preparing for my wedding which just so happens to be today,” I replied, a little annoyed.
“Ma’am, this has to do with your fiancé, Danny Davis,”
I quickly diverted my attention over to Anthony. He looked somewhat helpless in this situation.
“Anthony...what are they talking about?” I asked.
“I can’t speak a word of it here...it would probably be best if you came down to the station with us.” Anthony said with bloodshot eyes. He looked as though he hadn't slept in years. I began to panic.
“What about the guests? What about everyone that's come to join us tonight? Do they have any idea what's going on?”
“It’s all been taken care of. Come on, let’s get going before we attract too much attention”
Anthony said as he gently escorted me towards the exit of the church. We walked out back to see a police vehicle parked right outside the back exit, where no one would see us. Anthony opened the back door for me and helped me into the car, stuffing in as much of my gown into the vehicle as he could. I watched as he entered closely behind me and shut the door once he’d gotten in.
The two police officers also entered the vehicle. They started the car, drove around the front of the church, and made their way out the gate. I turned back to see a ton of guests waiting at the entrance. I faced forward again, as my anxiety tripled in effect. I looked over at Anthony who had removed his suit jacket. He had his sleeves rolled up and ran his fingers through his hair clumsily, looking distraught as ever. Once he'd caught my glance, he sent me a weak smile that did nothing but add to my already growing frustration. I was completely dumbfounded as to what was going on.
All I knew was that this couldn’t be good...
Harikrishna. “Freezing Eternity.” I Kept My Word!, 1 Jan. 1970, freezingeternity.blogspot.com/2012/09/i-kept-my-word.html.
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