"Don't say yes, yet" Genevieve screamed. The bride looks at her and rolls her eyes. The pain inside of her is cutting her like a razor blade.
"Go, Genevieve you had your chance. Your making an anus out of yourself. Trying to stop love." I turn away from her and look at Greg.
" I love you. I swear to god I do. You love me, you have to love me Greg." Greg anger is turning his dark skin bright red. He had ask Genevieve to marry him while he was incarcerated and now she walks her beautiful ass in his wedding having a confession of love. He grabs her by the arm and with his teeth clinch whispers, "Don't do this now. Take your ass home. You always showing out and thinking this will get your way. It's over! I'm marrying her."
" No Gregory Richard Strong, I'm not going anywhere tell me in my face you don't love me. You don't care about me." He scratches his head and runs his hands over his face. She is beyond pissed off because this woman has interrupted her life more than once. Secrets brought her bus ticket and she is coming to the wedding, uninvited and ready to party.
"Tell her Greg! Tell her you love me that's why your marrying me." She folds her arm and waits for Greg to say what he feels.Conflict and truth is already apart of the wedding party.
Greg wants to lie and say that for the past five years the woman before him hasn't transform his world. He had never fallen in love so deep, so crazy and willing to do anything for her. A thousand times yes he was still in love with her, she made him become a better man by knocking him down and slowly created the man he is. He could admit that but at the same time he despise her. She once told him she was truly met to be a bird because she had no destination but always wanting to flap her wings and soar. Still like a wet used food stamp she threw him in the gutter. She done that repeatedly leaving him months on end. Played too many games with him it was her motto. No man should be hurt a thousand times by one woman.
"Go Genevieve. This is my wedding day.She is about to be my wife and you decide to bust in the church and cause trouble."
Genevieve turns to the bride and her eyes become fixated on her .She know why she is doing this marrying Greg. Revenge for abandoning her, leaving her only child.Secrets have gotten off the bus hot and funky and show up for the wedding.
"Dee Dee why him?" The bride lips form to a smile and a laughter comes from her belly deep within. Secrets sitting her big fat anus down and revealing her knee highs.
Genevieve has guilt written all over her face. Her past is tapping her on the shoulder. Her secret is out and the name is Victoria Deanna Lincoln. She is apart of her beautiful hazel eyes just like hers, her smile just like hers, the cleft in her chin just like her. Her full lips and perfect skin she inherited from her. The only difference was the size Genevieve had a full body size of twenty. Her daughter was a small size of six. She had her Daddy's complexion caramel and she the complexion of rich dark chocolate. It was the story one of many she never share with Gregory. Secrets. Secrets and now he is about to marry apart of her. Did he know and just didn't care.
" Greg tell her the truth, tell her you..." Dee Dee cuts her off.
Those words resonated in the air for what seemed an eternity. Why?
" Genevieve don't ask for the truth because you have never once been able to handle it.You had him and left. You had me and left. " Gregory looks at his wife and his ex- girlfriend. Looks at the Pastor who takes a seat because they are issues being worked out in the house of the Lord.
"Dee Dee what are you talking about?" She turns to Genevieve tears in her eyes.
" Meet the mother of the bride."
©2011 Tamyara Brown
Author Tamyara Brown
My love for writing is unconditional. It is my sanity in this crazy world.