Lethal Bride - Season 1 - Episode 34

5 years ago

Lethal Bride - Season 1 - Episode 34

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REVELATION
He observed her countenance,
her eyes looked like they
were about to spue fire, he
got confused and wondered
what must have changed her
mood so bad. He got nervous and scared, for all the time he knew her, she had never
acted in such a manner or
spoken to him with so much
anger laced in her voice. He
looked at the things he held in his hands and dropped them on the bed. He wasn’t ready
to leave her the way she was,
he was determined to know
what made her angry. He
probed on and on asking her what changed her mind, she kept mute and never looked
at him that made him so
afraid. His heart rate increased,
“maybe its something I did or
said” he thought. “Crystal if I have done
something to offend you please I’m sorry I can’t bear seeing you in this state”. For
the first time she turned to
look at him but sternly, “Easton, please leave my room, I need to be alone”
“how do you expect me to
leave when you look so
unhappy, I have seen you
angry but not in this mood, I can’t leave like that”

“Easton I said leave my room,
can’t you hear me?” her voice
was raised and firm. He stared
at her for some time with so
much sadness in his eyes, he decided to let her be and see her again when she must have
calmed down.

“if that’s what you want, I
will, but I am still coming to
check you”. She ignored him and kept looking at the ceiling. He left her room with
a heavy heart, “if I only I
know what is eating her up, it
would be better, she knows I
can do anything for her why is she keeping something away from me”, he thought
as he walked downstairs.

Meanwhile Crystal kept
thinking. She realized he and
his father were the ones who killed her parents. It hurt her
so bad as she continued
picturing Easton holding a gun
and pointing to her parents.

She imagined him pulling the
trigger and shooting them dead. The anger she felt within was great.

“He will pay for their deaths”,
she continued saying. She
knew the pain and trauma she
faced; she knew how she searched for shelter door to door trying to run away from
her parents’ killers. She remembered how homeless,

scared and tattered she was.

At 16 she became an orphan when she needed her parents the most. She used to be
grateful to Easton for picking
her off the streets and giving
her shelter but now she hated
him because she was spared to be a killer and a thief. It made her more angry thinking
about getting married to the
person who murdered her
parents. She felt like running
to Easton and stabbing him deep into his heart and ripping his body into tiny pieces and
dropping it at the foot of his
father. She spent the entire
day thinking of ways to kill
them both. “I am not leaving this
wedding will still hold”, she
thought, finally she had a plan
and there was nothing that
was going to stop. What they
had thought her she would use it on them. Her entire world came crashing down,
the happiness she thought she
had finally gotten was merely
a mirage. All she needed to do
was act like she was happy again and make everyone at ease.

She was not going to
make him or his dad know
that she knew they killed her
parents, at least not yet. She
had her plan set and hoped her mood wouldn’t create suspicion of any kind. She
knew if his father found out
she knew, he was going to
erase her just like he erased
her parents. At 10pm, she heard a knock at
her door, she knew he was
going to eventually come. She
ignored him because she
knew he was going to get in
anyway. She watched the door knob turn and saw the door open slowly as he peered
in to see her.

“can I talk to you now” he
asked. He didn’t get any
response from her, he pushed the door further and got in.

“Crystal, you have been here
all day. I’ve not been myself
all day, I’ve just been looking
for positive ways to please
you” “you don’t have to do that
you have done enough and I
appreciate”. He looked her and
wondered why she sounded
so different. He knew if he did
not push harder he was going to go no where with her.

“look Crystal, I am going to
be your husband soon. Your
pain is my pain and your joy
is mine also. Tell me the
problem, let me share in your thoughts please” he pleaded
“if only you knew”, she
thought. “I am fine Easton it
was just a terrible mood
swing”

“mood swing?, I have seen your mood swing but this goes beyond mood swing,
something is making you so
angry”

“Easton believe me when I
say I am fine” “okay, if you don’t want me
to know yet, its fine by me,
but you would tell me later
on”, he kissed her forehead,
“always know I would love
you until forever ends, so smile because you have me”.

She looked at him and saw
how sweet he was but that
wasn’t going to change her
mind a bit, her mind was
made up. As days drew nearer Easton
sort advice from one of his
friends concerning her recent
coldness to him.

“it’s normal. It’s the common
cold feet that happens to a groom or a bride, don’t worry she would get over it” his
friend tried to make his heart
at ease. He got home and tried
settling the decision on where
their honey moon could be with her.

“I would be happy if we just
come back home after the
wedding”,

“and why is that?” he asked
“its less expensive” “what do you mean less expensive, I have the money,
I am not broke”

“I know but that’s want I
want”

“I am not buying it” “ok fine. Let’s move the next day. You can book the place
you want us to be”

“ok, fine by me. I love you so
much”

“I love you too”. Each day that passed hardened her heart. Every time she
looked at him she hallucinated
his hands dripping with the
blood of her parents. It grew
worse by the day but she curtailed it. She bottled the anger, the betrayal, the grief
she felt inside.

The final preparation for the wedding
ended and it was a day to her
wedding. The bridesmaids and her maid of honour, Francesca
were all in the room with her,
talking and laughing at the
same congratulating her. Her
smiles were only surface and
not from her heart. They urged her to sleep early so that she wouldn’t develop
eyebags around her eyes,
they called it beauty sleep. She
closed her eyes but her mind
was not closed. It kept roaming to the picture of her, her parents and the address
behind the picture. She
thought about Nathaniel, he
wanted to tell her the truth
but Easton killed him to shut him up. Four hours to her wedding was the time that
sleep took over her. She slept
off and had a dream that she
was sixteen again and her
parents were with her. Her dreams that night were merely memories. She woke
up with tears soiling her cheeks.

Today was her wedding. “I’m
getting married to my parents’ killers”, she thought.

She jerked out her thoughts
when she heard several
persistent knocks on her door.

She got up reluctantly and
opened the door to see Francesca and her bridesmaid shrieking with excitement.

“what is it?”
“what do you mean what is
it?, today is your wedding”,

Francesca beamed, she obviously loved weddings.