Greg locked his gaze on Nicole who had a smile on her face. He could tell it was her behind the horror on the screen. She had warned him about exposing their affair, he never thought she would go that far considering Nera was her best friend.
He quickly ran to Nera's side but her uncle barricaded him.
The groomsmen got on top of the stage and quickly tried to switch off the projector but they couldn't find any cables or the switch.
In shock, the guests held their hands over their mouths, while those with children attempted to cover the little innocent's eyes and ears. The sex in the video was loud and wild, with the pair moaning on top of their voices.
Some guests were laughing, while others were enjoying the intense love-making session.
Nera, whose beautiful world was turning upside down in front of her eyes, felt her throat go numb as she tried to scream. She turned her gaze to Nicole, who was still holding her bouquet of flowers, unfazed by the chaos going on around her.
Nicole raised her eyes to meet Nera's and smiled devilishly. She was enjoying every second of her friend's terror.
Nera felt her stomach contract into a tight ball. Her kindergarten best friend bore no remorse or guilt, only a mocking expression without a care in the world.
"Nera do not look at her, focus your eyes on me!" Greg yelled for her as he tried to get past her uncle but the old man was tough as a nut.
Nera turned to face him
"I love you Nera, I love you, it's you that I love and not you. It was all a mistake," he cried out.
Nera wanted to run but her feet felt foreign to her body as if they were not hers.
"Get away from her you filthy animal!" Her uncle kept pushing on him.
"No, I need to explain…Nera I love you," he tried to plead but was pushed away.
Nera's focus was on the woman she thought was her best friend. She noticed Greg's mother approaching her and yelling something at her. Nera seemed to be the only person who had no idea about the affair. The majority of the people in the room were sad rather than shocked. She was the oblivious fool who couldn't see the sharks surrounding her.
"Nera! Nera! Please listen to me, I love you. It was a mistake; I do not love Nicole, but I do love you," Greg, who was visibly agitated, attempted to push her uncle away.
"I always knew you were a piece of shit and never deserved Nera!" Luke yelled at him.
Greg attempted to push him, but a hard punch landed on him, snapping Nera out of her reverie.
She turned around to find Greg bleeding on the floor. The groomsmen rushed to his aid before things got out of hand, while Luke ran up to Nera and grabbed her hand, ordering, "Let's get out of here," as he pulled her away.
"Nera No," Greg yelled in a frustrated voice but her uncle dragged her all the way to the door, as the sound of the Video's moaning faded with each call of Nera's name. The two had exited the building and were driving away in their truck.
The tears were dried up, only an overwhelming tight stomach full of acid. She felt bad about not eating anything all day. After all, it was all a waste, five years of perfecting herself for a useless piece of shit.
He couldn't find anyone else to fuck beside her best friend. She started having trouble breathing again as if she were suffocating or trapped in a small space. Her uncle noticed and pulled over.
"Just take small breaths and you'll be fine," he urged, patting her on the back.
She gradually started taking small breaths through her mouth.
"You just missed a bullet, consider yourself lucky," he said flatly.
Nera raised her eyes to meet his, ready to yell at him, but nothing came out of her mouth. She continued to breathe slowly through her mouth. She was in complete shock, but his talking was somehow irritating her.
Her uncle was never team Greg so she was not expecting any comforting words to cushion the pain she was feeling inside. He was not the type that poured out emotions. She wanted to be alone and wallow in her own demise, the demise that she dug for herself.
Her kindergarten best friend and high school sweetheart were fucking behind her back, and she was too stupid to notice. Were they so good at hiding it, or was she so much in love that she couldn't see what was right in front of her? She was curious as to how long or how many times they were screwing. Were they in a relationship? Was it all a hook-up?
She had many questions, but the only two people who knew the answers were still at the church.
Greg looked so happy in the video compared to every time he made love to her, she thought to herself. His happy face was what had frozen and numbed her. She'd never seen him so animal-like or audible during sex before. In the video, he was the most audible and moaning the most.
Confusion, regret, and hatred overwhelmed her as tears streamed down her cheeks. Her uncle could only give her a tight hug and allowed her to pour all the hate out.
"Why... why..."
"I was everything he could have wanted in a woman," she exclaimed.
"Some men are idiots, they do not know the price of diamonds in their hands until they throw them away," he replied as he allowed her to cry.
Luke knew no amount of words would console her so he allowed her to cry the whole drive home. When they arrived at their small cottage, he lifted her in bridal style all the way to her room. She got on the bed folding herself into a fetal position.
All she wanted was to be left alone but her uncle sat next to her watching, knowing very well there was nothing that he could do to take the pain away. What started as a beautiful morning turned into a nightmare. A few hours ago, the bedroom he was in was full of joy with laughter as his niece and the bridesmaids prepared themselves now it was a room to wail her tears.
A loud knock came at the door and he knew exactly who it was. He quickly got up ordering Nera not to leave her room.
His niece could only close her eyes, it was not as if she even had the power to waste on the fool that had betrayed her. She could hear her uncle yelling at Greg to leave his property but chose to ignore the noise. It was not worth it, no amount of words were enough to take away the hate that was building up inside of her. She did not want to see his ugly face, she wanted him to die together with her pathetic excuse of a best friend.
She was engrossed in her bubble of regret, wallowing in self-pity and hatred. In the back of her mind, she kept wondering what she had done to deserve the backstabbing shame. Cheating was one thing, but playing the sex tape while she walked down the aisle was sheer wickedness and could only have been done by someone who despised her with every fiber of their being.
Outside, the commotion continued, with her uncle threatening to call the cops on Greg. She could hear a lot of cursing and shoving. He was merely defending her dignity, and he never let her down when it came to such. She got up and walked to the window as the sight of Greg made her stomach clench.
However, it looked like he was not going to go away. She got off the bed and stormed outside just in time for the rain to start dropping. She looked up, irritated.
"Nera go back in," her uncle ordered.
But Nera wanted to make it clear to the fool in front of her.
"Nera please forgive me, we can start afresh, go somewhere and start a new life," Greg begged.
"All men are the same, you are all stupid, selfish pigs, and I vow to never love again! NEVER!" Nera's voice echoed with the sound of the rain.
"Nera please?"
"Get out of here! You filthy animal!" Nera yelled at the top of her voice.
Ignoring the heavy rains and mud on the ground, Greg got on his knees, begging.
"I love you Nera," he whispered for her to hear.
Irritated, Nera grabbed a shovel that was by the door and tried to swing it at Greg but her uncle grabbed her….
Luke quickly grabbed her and took her inside, locking the door behind them."What are you doing? I thought I told you to stay in your bedroom?"Breathing heavily, Nera tried to push the door but it was locked. She wanted to hit Greg so badly that he would at least feel some of the pain that she was feeling.But unable to get past her uncle she retreated back to her bedroom. Her wedding dress was now heavy from the soaking plus the mud on its edges.Nera tried to take it off but could not locate the zip. Irritated, she grabbed a pair of scissors in the drawer and began cutting pieces of the dress. She went on tearing portions off her wedding dress as she breathed loudly and frantically. She pierced and sliced her flesh at some point but didn't feel anything or care to quit. The only agony she could feel was the one emanating from deep within her heart.She kept cutting and changing the sides of the dress based on the angle she believed it was heavy on. The entire floor was soon covered
The trip to the party house was peaceful, despite the fact that she was with a stranger who was most likely escorting her to her death. She was comfortable; she was all over the vehicle, touching all the costly drinks and utensils. It was her first time being in such a luxurious vehicle.Marcus could tell the whiskey was working. They finally arrived at the house party. Before entering the main room, they had to walk through a dark lane.Nera's heart began racing for the first time. She was now convinced he was taking her to her death but still couldn't bring herself to flee or scream. She willingly followed him as they approached a door with an X on it.Marcus knocked, and a bouncer walked out, asking for his invitation, which he supplied.The two were permitted to enter.Nera gulped, her pulse beating as she followed the elderly from behind.She could hear drowsy music playing."You appeared to be one who wanted to relieve her tension," he said as the groaning became audible for Ne
Nera shifted her aching body to the other side of the bed, her eyes heavy with regret. Her entire body felt as if it had just run a country marathon in a satisfyingly short amount of time. She wanted to believe her wedding had gone so well and her exhausting body was as a result of her husband's never-ending lovemaking in her honeymoon bed.But the reality was far from the truth, she was quite aware she had just spent a wild night with a stranger, and not just any stranger, but an elderly man old enough to be her father. She tightly closed her eyes, afraid they would not open without her consent.But heavy hands grabbed her naked body from behind and drew her closer."Are you finally awake, princess?" The old man asked, his intoxicating breath warming her bearskin. A wave of uneasiness rushed through her as she tried to move away, but his grip was too tight for her. She could feel his manhood rubbing against her, making her very uncomfortable as her eyes popped open in shock.A smal
Nera walked to her bed slowly, taking a seat. She knew she was disrespecting her uncle, but the frustration swelling deep inside of her needed to be unleashed on someone, and it was just unfortunate it was her uncle in her presence.She wanted her uncle to slap the living snot out of her. She had hoped a slap would pump some sense into her, but to her disappointment, her uncle walked to her bed and sat next to her.She could tell he was trembling and struggling to keep his cool. There was a brief pause as if he was contemplating what to say. Before asking, he cleared his throat. "Did he, at the very least, wear protection?" Nera's eyes shot up as a lump formed in her throat."You know there are a lot of diseases plus pregnancy," he whispered, trying to hold back his tears.Nera's jaw grew tense with strain, her brows pulling up, knitting in the middle. She thought she had screwed up because it was a sex party and she did it with an old man, but the thought of diseases and pregnancy
"Good day, Princess. I've been calling and searching for you all day," Marcus whispered softly as he leaned down to match her height.Nera kept staring at him, her words stuttering.Marcus noticed she had become entangled in a trans and reached into his pockets to retrieve the item he had gone to give her."Oh, I just came to give you something you left in our love nest," he said quietly again. Something about the way he spoke made it appear as if he was about to say something forbidden at the end of his sentences.Nera quickly snapped out of her trans, looking around the yard to see if anyone was watching them. An old man in an expensive Porsche car had just parked in front of her house, and he was about to hand her underwear in broad daylight for everyone to watch.She quickly reached out and pushed his hands back into his pockets, making sure they stayed in there."What the heck are you doing?" she whispered back trying not to yell and attract any attention.Marcus fixed his gaze o
Marcus scrutinized the lovely, innocent woman seated next to him. He admired her ability to switch from clean to dirty thoughts in a split second while maintaining her innocence. He hadn't said much, but she thought she knew exactly what he was thinking.Nera swallowed hard, trying to come up with the right words to get out of the sticky situation for the second time in a row."I... can't," she said quietly."How can you refuse something I didn't ask for?" Marcus smiled.Near looked at him, puzzled, before turning away."I'm not that type of person," she added, her gaze fixed on the outside. "You must have understood our earlier encounter," she added."No, you are that kind of person," he replied. "In fact, you are perfect."Nera turned to face the man, her nostrils flaring. She was tempted to slap the living snot out of him. Her expression turned brisk and businesslike. It looked like he had mistaken her for a prostitute that he could just call for sex whenever he felt like it.Befor
Nera clenched her fist, ready to punch anyone who was going to say the next stupid thing."What are you going to do? Punch me?" Greg's mother asked, noticing Nera's stance."She wouldn't dare!" Nicole spoke up, holding her armsNera studied the two; they were holding hands like some stupid family. Greg's mother was supposed to be on her side and not with the woman who her son cheated with.She was the victim, but the woman was looking at her with so much spite."You have no shame, sleeping with old men? Was it for money?" Nicole asked, making sure she was audible for the customers in the restaurant. "Does Greg pay you when you two are fucking?" Nera finally found the words. She was not going to let them bully her when it was they who were not supposed to be ashamed of themselves.Greg realized things were going to escalate. The entire restaurant was watching them. He stepped in quickly and asked the three women to calm down, but his mother and Nicole had other plans.His mother pushe
Nera took in her surroundings before turning to face Marcus, who was kneeling in front of her. The entire restaurant was watching them, waiting for the drama to unfold. Nera couldn't decide whether to scream or flee the restaurant, but Greg, his mother, and Nicole's rage was entertaining to watch.It was as if she was giving them their own medicine and putting an end to their infliction of pain on her.She blinked. "Inflicting pain on others before they inflict it on you," Marcus's words, who now had a pleading face, kept running through her mind.She had nothing to lose; with just a high school certificate and gossip of her fucking an old man all over town, no respectable young bachelor was ever going to settle for her. She had no future, her reputation was ruined, and she knew the second she was going to walk out of the restaurant, Greg's mother was going to make her life a living hell.Her reply to the old man kneeling before her was going to determine her future."Nera!" The old