Chapter 3: Wedding Day and the Morning After!?

“So Logan what color do you think your suit should be?”

I look in the mirror at the black suit I was wearing, it was a normal pure black suit with loose slacks that were the perfect length. I was wearing a white undershirt.

“Sir, with your hair color, I think this is the best choice for you.”

My hair was a very dark brown color. It was so dark that if you didn’t look closely you would say that it is black.

“I agree with the salesman this time. I think it will be best if you wear this.”

I nod in agreement as I stare into the mirror.

“I can’t find anything wrong with this suit… but that’s the issue. It’s too perfect. I’m so nervous. My whole future is being changed because of this. What if she doesn’t come to like me? What if I start to love her while she hates me? You know what I mean?”

The old man smiles.

“Ah, the pre-wedding stress has already started. You are now a true man.”

Suddenly the old man gets a call on his phone.

“Hello this is Greg Northson. Yes. Already! Amazing! I knew I could count on you guys! This is amazing! You contacted them too? My goodness you guys are on top of things today!” He hangs up his phone and turns back to me, “Logan! Great news! The venue is already set up for a wedding! We have arranged to use it for practice from this moment until the actual wedding! Also, your parents will be at the wedding! They are going to arrive tonight. I will make them a room for them in my mansion. Tonight you will not be sleeping! We are going full throttle!”

Hell!

Hell has arrived! In an easy to handle basket at that!

…

The day of the wedding. I have gone through hell-like preparations in order to be ready for this… right now I am reviewing my flash cards that the old man gave me.

So I walk up center aisle and stand on the… left side from entering the room… then wait for the endless amount of time for the bride to come out… she is always late, but pay it no mind.

“UUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!”

“What’s wrong Logan?” The old man had just entered the waiting room I was in.

“I know I’ll mess this up. Oh god I’m so nervous! What do I do if I mess up? How should I walk? What if I trip? Do I just walk up? Do I get escorted!? I don’t even know anymore!!!”

The old man grabs my shoulders and starts to shake me.

“Get a hold of yourself! You’re about to marry my daughter! This is real! You have agreed to it up to this point. We have rehearsed for almost two days straight! There is no way you can mess this up! You got this Logan! Now go out there and be a true man!” The old man stands me up and pushes me forwards.

“Yeah! I got this! What could a simple thing like a wedding have over me!?”

“Woo!” The old man raises his arms to cheer me on.

“YEAH!!!” I shout again and open the door of the waiting room.

I look back and see the old man with a thumbs up.

“Good luck out there Logan. I’ll see you when I escort my daughter out.”

“I’ll see you soon old man!”

The old man in his head, ‘I don’t look that old, do I?’

I open the doors of the main room in the cathedral. This is it isn’t it.

I walk down the aisle and keep my eyes straight forward.

After what felt like an eternity I make it to the front of the cathedral.

I’m getting married… at 18 years old. I’m getting married.

To think a couple days ago all I wanted was a girlfriend. It’s weird how this world works…

The person in charge of reading for the ceremony leans slightly to talk to me.

“Ah, it’s nice to be married so young.”

“Ha, ha. If only that were true.”

The man in charge of reading for the ceremony looks back at the large cathedral doors that closed behind me after I entered.

After a cue from someone the music starts to play.

Ah, traditional wedding music… what was the name of it? Who knows, I can’t remember. Too nervous…

After another small eternity later, I see Claire come through the large cathedral doors.

She is wearing a strapless wedding gown that really shows the size of her chest. The dress is a plain white without any jewels or anything, just simple wavy design after it gets past her small waist…

She is beautiful…

My heart is beating faster than when I thought I was walking to my death…

She has a thin veil on that is mostly see through. My heart can’t take all this stress so close together.

She walks up to the front and stands across from me.

Even though she is staring at me like I am nothing but an insect, I can see her as nothing but beautiful.

In my mind the ceremony goes by in an instant.

“You may now kiss the bride!”

I walk up to Claire after I had put the ring on her finger and exchanged vows.

Here I go…

I slowly lift her veil and she blushes…

She is so beautiful!

I lean in and lightly kiss her on the lips…

My first kiss was at a wedding… how amazing is that?

Everyone starts to clap and the wedding ends like that…

It went so smoothly. I couldn’t have hoped for a better wedding… except I’m only 18 years old. Why do I feel much older all of a sudden?

While I still feel the high of being married, I pick up Claire and run down the aisle and out the large doors that some people opened for me.

I run out onto the stairs of the Cathedral and shout at the top of my lungs.

“WOOOOO!!!”

“AAAHHH!!!”

Claire screams in fear as I have clearly just jumped down a flight of stairs.

I somehow manage to land it and set her down…

I kiss her on the lips once more without really thinking… but she doesn’t resist and kisses me back enthusiastically.

It seems she is getting into this!

Wooo!

“WOOOOOOO!!!”

I scream in my mind and out loud.

My parents come out of the building and get my attention.

“Congratulations Logan. You are married now.”

“Yeah… I am. To be honest it doesn’t even feel real. Just a couple days ago I thought I was going to die because of some bastard’s plot, but who could have guessed that he set the gears in motion for my school life. I might just have to thank him later.”

My parents laugh happily. My father pats me on the shoulder.

“Ha, ha. I hope you enjoy being together for the rest of your life. As your father, I am proud of you Logan. My boss was so excited that my son was getting married he asked me to record the whole thing for him.”

I finally notice the camcorder in his hand.

“I’ll take a copy of that on a USB before you leave. I’d like to see that again if I could, just to make sure it actually happened you know?”

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Everyone starts to laugh. Claire walks over and starts to nervously talk to my parents.

“Hello Mr. and Mrs. Redwood. My name is Claire Northso-… I guess I’m Claire Redwood now. Nice to meet you mother and father-in law.”

The three shake hands with each other while I meet various people from Claire’s family.

“Ah, I have a son in law! Who would have thought that my only daughter would get married so young? Thank you for agreeing to take my only daughter as your wife Logan.”

This was Claire’s mother. It is the first time I have met her, I hope we get along.

“Thank you so much for letting me marry your daughter. She is so beautiful that I felt my heart was about to explode on numerous occasions from being so nervous. I’m sure your husband was the same way when you got married to him.”

She hugs me and pats my head.

“Now aren’t you just the sweetest thing!”

…

After the wedding was the party.

I am of legal age to drink, so I thought I’d share something with Claire… but to my extreme surprise she is an extreme lightweight. After just a few sips of some white wine and she was wobbling all over the place.

It was amusing to watch.

Of course it was after the first dance so no one really complained at all.

The night was long and I only had that one glass of white wine with Claire. I didn’t enjoy it too much, I guess I may not be an alcohol loving type of person.

After all was said and done, we returned back to the mansion.

“You should take Claire to her room and try sleeping in her room tonight, as we have made some special arrangements at the school for you two. After all, you two are married so you can do as you please.”

I nervously carry the half unconscious Claire back to the bedroom. It seems like other people made her drink a lot more after I shared with her.

Poor Claire.

I was guided to Claire’s room by one of the maids. I thanked the maid as she left us alone in the room.

So what do I do here?

Well, I have a couple options here.

One, just put her in bed and then just lay beside her as we fall asleep.

Two, put her in bed and then sleep on the floor to avoid any conflict when she wakes up.

Or three, succumb to my desires as a man that is alone with a woman…

I guess I’ll do the right thing here.

I choose choice one.

I take off the top part of my suit and leave my undershirt on. I don’t know exactly how to take Claire out of her clothes to change her even if I wanted to… why are woman’s clothes so complicated?

“Hey Claire, can you respond at all?”

“I can do what I want right now! You have no power over me!”

Well, I got a response.

“Hey Claire, can you change into sleepwear? It is time to sleep now.”

“I don’t have to change for sex.”

“Woah there! I’m not doing that while you are drunk, I’m pretty sure the moment you sober up I would be killed.”

“Ah you, you overreact too much!”

No, I don’t think I’m overreacting!

“Please just change and go to sleep. We will not be doing anything tonight! Tonight is for sleeping!”

“Ah you’re such a party pooper!”

It’s amazing that she can still speak mostly normally, just mumbles slightly, as expected of a rich girl… well her thoughts aren’t exactly clear.

Ah, I’m so tired.

Life has been full of nerve-racking experiences for me lately. I am mentally exhausted.

“Goodnight Claire.”

I talk to Claire as she gets into the bed with me after putting on a nightgown.

“Good night Logan. I love you.”

I was caught completely off guard by that statement, but it would be rude not to say anything in return.

“I love you too Claire.”

…

Why does my head hurt so much?

Why can I see only blackness even though it should be morning?

“What did you do to me while I was drunk!?”

Ah, that explains everything.

I slowly stand up and stretch my stiff muscles.

“You see, last night you wanted to have sex with me, I said no, and you got changed and then slept. End of story. Oh, slightly before that it was your father’s idea for me to take you to your room alone.”

I hear her mumble.

“Stupid father. I’ll complain to him later.”

I grab the top half of my suit I hung on the side table and put it on.

“I have to go find a maid and ask where my parents are, they should have a change of clothes for me… hopefully.”

Claire sits in the bed as I am at the door.

“Oh yeah, Claire… Good morning.”

“Good morning Logan.” She was blushing slightly as she said my name.

Is it because she is starting to like me, or is it because she is remembering what happened last night?

Either way, it makes me happy to see that she has this kind of side to her.

“Hey Logan… before you leave… can I ask you some things?” Claire was being incredibly bashful.

I nod slowly as I walk back over to the bed.

“Of course you can ask me anything, despite the circumstances, we are still married.”

“Then… do you like me?” She blushes and looks away.

“With an appearance like that, how could I not? Anyways, despite my first impressions of you, your family is nice, and if I know anything, it is that a person is almost always like their parents. Also there are a couple other reasons… so I have come to like you, yes.”

She blushes as she starts to ask the next question.

“Then… will you… k-k-kiss m-me?”

I swallow my saliva nervously… Sober Claire is this bashful! Who could have known!?

I lean towards her and close my eyes.

She closes the distance and we kiss each other…

After we finish I think about something…

“What about school? Is it okay that we missed so many days at the start of the year?”

Claire blushes as she moves away from me and hides under the blanket.

“Father said he would make it so we didn’t miss anything at school. So we don’t have to worry. We do have school today though… so… we … should walk… t-together.”

I nod slowly and kiss her forehead that was peeking out from the blanket.

“Anything for my wife.”

Like that. My crazy final year of high school had started as a married man.

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