Unhurt by Thomas K.S

Author:Thomas, K.S. [Thomas, K.S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Never Did Point North Publishing
Published: 2014-10-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

The next few days seemed to fly by, probably because part of me was hoping time would stand still altogether, but then there it was, Saturday morning. The day of my wedding.

Derek had moved the bulk of his stuff into the house already and we’d even managed to blend it in with all the crap that was already there. I’d always thought living with a guy would suck big balls, between dealing with shitty bachelor taste and gross boy habits, but I was pleasantly surprised. Derek not only knew how to put the seat down, he successfully hit the bowl every time as well. He didn’t leave wet towels on the ground and I’d witnessed him do one load of his own laundry already. Aside from his clothes, the belongings he deemed important enough to bring along for our marriage adventure included a small desk he had built himself using some old kitchen cupboards, which naturally I fell in love with instantly, the matching stool he had to go with it, Hattie’s giant bean bag chair and a vintage military footlocker he claimed contained his most prized possessions, but in reality was filled only with trivial things a boy would rather not part with like his old baseball glove and a remote control airplane he’d probably purchased way too late in life to ever admit or bring it out of hiding in front of anyone.

All in all, I had nothing to complain about. Least of all the fact that I was enjoying some sexual perks on the side in addition to the fantastic new furniture. Much to my delight, the man’s penis was apparently engineered like a cat toy, capable of providing endless hours of entertainment, although we were still limiting our activities to straight sex. No foreplay, no cuddling after, and kissing only during the actual act. Well, while we were awake anyway. The two nights I’d spent with him since had gone down much like the first one, the only exception being that I hadn’t put up a fight anymore.

Now that the big day was upon us and I knew it would entail more than a simple trip to the courthouse, I was standing in front of my closet staring at my clothes like a deer in the headlights. I didn’t have wedding attire in there. I’m not just talking nothing suitable for my own wedding, I’m saying I didn’t have anything in there I would even dare wear to someone else’s. Not that I ever got invited by anyone. It seems saying ‘I’m sorry’ in response to someone’s engagement announcement will not warrant an invite. In turn, I was sort of bummed no one had offered me their condolences when I’d been forced to share the news of my impending nuptials.

Regardless, there I was, knowing full well that the justice of the peace Aunt Deb had hired, as well as the DJ and photographer, would be waiting out in my backyard for me come noon, along with about twenty other people she had seen fit to invite to this spectacle.

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