The Wrong Twin

Chantel

How the hell did I end up in bed with my worse enemy to make matter worse I have a wedding ring In my finger staring at hoping it could give me some answers as to how the hell did I end up getting married I didn’t came up here for that truth be told I was drinking more than I should’ve once I saw that Trevor was part of the wedding parties why would Sylvia invite him I don’t know she knows how much I don’t like him sometimes I just don’t get my best friend.

Rolling the ring in my palm I’m still not finding any excuses as to why I would agree to marry him I want to believe that no matter how much alcohol I drink I wouldn’t end up in this situation opening my palm to see the ring shining back at me I knew I was in trouble ,got of the off the bed I made my way to the bathroom for a Shower once done I got dressed grab the certificate of the bed side table with a business card that was on it with that I was on a mission to find out if I can get myself out of that stupid situation.

As I’m rushing out of the hotel lobby I pump into something hard it took everything in me not to grab a feel at who it was I raise my head to see that it was Trevor are you serious I can’t get a break from this man like when I kick you I meant don’t bother I wish he could take a hint ,moving out of his way he step in front of me to stop me i gives a little space the last thing I need right is for him to be in my personal space “ watch were You going baby doll” uhh him with the nickname how dare he telling me to watch were I’m going “ don’t stand in the way and you won’t be hit” I let him while I’m trying to walk around him once again he block me which starts to irritate me “stop doing that” with one more attempt I try to go around me he reaches for me at the same time only to rip my bag of my shoulder and have everything out on the floor kneeling to pick up my stuff I saw that he was trying to help before I could pick up the paper he had his hands on it and he Was reading “why is my name on this marriage certificate we married?” Rolling my eyes I tried to grab it from him but he holds over his head with his 62 tall to my 5”2 I was hardly reaching his chest so I give up trying while he was busy reading I made my getaway at least that’s what I thought until I heard running turning to see him behind me “ what is it now” I open my arm wide to him “ why didn’t you tell me we got married?” He must think I’m stupid “ why you care it’s not your name so stop it and leave me alone” I kept on walking “ of course it’s my name why would I lie about that” wow this man is really getting on my nerve “ so your name is Terrence now what happened for you to change it” grabbing my arm he say “ why do think I change my name?” This time I truly Ignore him I saw that chapel that I assume we did the deed in.

Walking in I saw some Pastor I’m assuming that’s what he was going for so I ask him “ did you see us come here last night?” Giving me once a lot of people coming in here pretty lady” the way he says that give me the creep shaking myself of I say “ I just wants to know if that’s where we got married” seeing the paper he goes with the creepy voice “ oh yes you did it here, why?”.

“ I want an annulment, can I do it here or I have to wait till I get home” coming between me and the man was Trevor “ wooh do you want to do this?” Is he serious right now I don’t bother giving him an answer “ yes when you get back home you can send In your paper work” saying thank you I left the chapel with Mr. parasite right on my heel “ did you not have anything better to do today or did you plan it to torture me like you did in high school” I turn my angry stare at him with my little finger poking his big chest.

“ I think you got me confuse because I never torture in high school I didn’t even know you back then” oh now he’s playing mind games that’s rich of him “ alright then let’s go back to not knowing each other about that” making my way back to the hotel I need a drink like this is too much I knew I need it to stick to my guts when I told my friend I didn’t want to go to Vegas now look what happened I got drunken married to a man you made the best things in my life the worse experience for me and now he is pretending he don’t know me I wish I could be like him and act like nothing happens but I can’t because those things happens to me me the farther I’m from him the better I feel for some reason he keeps on following me I’m just praying I could get to my room in peace I tried to get ride of him one more time “ can you leave me alone ?” Please” I said in my most vulnerable voice I guess that works because he raises his hands in defense start to walk backwards I breath a sigh of relieve got in my room and make sure I lock the door.