“Bella, staring at your phone will not force Tyler into responding to your texts,” Angela said. “He’s on a golf course somewhere. His phone is probably off.”
“He normally responds, though,” I frowned. I was sitting in a salon chair getting my hair curled and pinned up for my wedding. Our service was going to be at noon at Faith Lutheran Church near the hotel. Afterward, we were going to a small park for our pictures, then drunken and disorderly fun at the reception. “Am I overreacting?”
“Yes,” one of my bridesmaids, Jessica, chimed.
“I feel like something is going to go wrong,” I sighed, tossing my phone onto the stylist’s station. “What’s the worse than can happen?”
“He could not show up,” said my other bridesmaid, Becca. She was a bit jaded in love. She had been dumped on, stood up and dealt every shit hand of cards in her love life. Of course she’d say that.
“Becca! Tyler would NEVER do that to Bella,” Angela hissed. Becca shrugged and stared at her magazine.
“Ignore her, Bella. Just because she’s bitter doesn’t mean the rest of us have to be.”
“You’ve got a wonderful husband,” Becca said. “So do you, Jessica. You don’t know what it’s like to be screwed over by a guy.”
“Becca, behave,” Angela snarled.
“She’s right, you know,” I said. “You both married your high school sweethearts. You didn’t have to deal with the bullshit during college and in the real world. It sucks and at times, pretty fucking scary. Did I ever tell you about this one night at a club? Humper guy?”
“I don’t think so,” Jessica said. “What happened?”
“I was out with my sorority sisters at a club during spring break on Ybor City in Tampa,” I said. “We wanted to cut back and have a good time. This one guy, a man we dubbed ‘humper guy,’ came up behind us and started grinding his miniscule penis into our asses until we shoved him off. But, he wouldn’t stop. Ten minutes later, he’d be back, doing the same crap. We left shortly after three passes of humper guy but it was disgusting to have this short, smelly, Hispanic man rub up on me. I felt violated.”
“Ewwwwwwwwwwww!” Angela said, wrinkling her nose. Jessica looked pale and disgusted. Becca was indifferent.
Bella's Wedding Dress
Faith Lutheran Church, Seattle