Chapter 33: The Scary Hours

FIVE HOURS BEFORE THE WEDDING

A loud thud on the door woke Makris up. Immediately his eyes pushed open. They squinted to adjust to the stream of lights going past the windows. He tried to turn, but his neck felt stiff. It was like the blood circulation around his body had ceased. He took a deep breath and pushed himself up slowly.

At last, he could raise the upper part of his body. His hands went straight to his head when the vibration hit him. It was like a rave in there, with the bass at a maximum.

Another loud bang sounded on the door, and a loud groan escaped from Markris.

"Fuck me!" He cussed, struggling to move out of the bed. Soon as his feet touched the ground, he exhaled a sigh of relief. He straightened himself up and looked around the room.

There were empty bottles scattered all over. Female underwear was littered all over too. His brow raised as he took a quick look at himself.

He was completely covered. His face contorted some more as he tried his best to remember what t