Wedding blues p.2
Reo Mikage
request
“All done Miss.”
The group of ladies applying your makeup stepped back from in front of the mirror to allow you to see. Met with someone completely different staring back, was it really you?
Yesterday had hit her like a whirlwind. In the morning, she was a broken up mess, and by night she was in Reo’s mansion, planning out one of their biggest days together. He let her know that everything would be finished by the daytime. Venue, catering, her dress and his tuxedo; he had people working on things left, right and centre.
“I won’t let you cry again.” His thumb and forefinger gently held her chin, bringing their faces together.
He singlehandedly changed her. He understood her in a way no one she’d ever met before had. She’d become able to see things differently, to point out the light in the room rather than the shadows it casted.
The doorknob to the room twisted, followed by a pair of polished black leather shoes stepping softly onto the white carpet spread over the entry walkway. Two ladies stood, reaching their arms over and draping a tulle veil over her head, intricate lace woven into the edges.
Her eyes shifted upwards. His hair was styled and bore a wavy look which complimented his neat button up top, pulling everything together with a regal purple suit jacket.
This whole day was completely out of her expectations.
After the photography session he had put together at one of her favourite spots, the two of them headed to the venue, driven in a spacious white limousine. Throughout the ride, he showered her with compliments, asking if she was comfortable, or if she needed anything – making sure her beautiful smile didn’t fade. Though, there was an unplanned factor that he never considered; something that completely slipped his mind.
As the limousine came to a halt, Reo left the car and made his way over to her side, opening the door and taking her hand in his as she stepped out. Sure, the two of them had discussed what venue they had been thinking of, but this was completely overwhelming to say the least. She stood before a large area of greenery, tall tropical-like trees leaning over each other and forming a tunned like structure for as far as her eyes could see. Glancing left and right, gorgeous flowers of various colours peered over the walkway edges, swaying in the gentle wind. Interlocking his arm with hers, the two of them walked the path towards the glass building where everyone else was waiting.
Beginning the reception, they conversed with family and friends, catching up and whatnot. Stories about how they met, compliments to the dress and tuxedo, comments about the food and drinks; everybody was mingling.
She walked to Reo’s side, joining in on a conversation with a friend of his. He introduced her to him, mentioning how the two of them met in high school, having gone through a lot together. He didn’t seem to suit the confident demeanour that Reo had crafted, but nevertheless they seemed close.
In the midst of their conversation, his friend pointed at the entrance behind the two of them.
“Yikes, Reo. Why is she here?”
Turning around, they were both met with a sight for sore eyes. A lady arguing with the receptionist, telling her to ‘rub her eyes and check the list, because her name has to be on it’.
Whoever this woman was, she took it to the extra mile, showing up in a white ballgown.
She tugged at Reo’s arm, ushering for him to lean over.
“Who is that?” She whispered into his ear.
He sighed, holding the bridge of his nose. “An idiot.”
They walked towards the source of the ruckus as the mysterious woman yanked the clipboard out of the receptionist’s hands.
Whoever this woman was, she for some reason shot her a glare as though to say ‘who do you think you are?’
Reo stood there, arms folded as he glared at her. “What on earth are you doing here?” He spoke bluntly. Like a child, the woman’s attention immediately shifted from the clipboard to Reo as she tossed it to the ground.
She threw herself onto him, clenching his suit jacket in her hands. “Reo! You’re finally back for me!”
Poking his cheek with her finger, she continued. “You missed me, didn’t you~?”
He never intended to be violent, trying his best to remain calm. But something in him snapped and he shoved her back, dusting off his suit with repulsion.
“Don’t you dare come near me!” He spat. “I don’t want to see your face again.”
Just as she was about to make another move, Reo shot a glance to the two men on standby, signalling for them to have her removed.
“Reo! I made myself pretty! You miss me, right?!” She wailed, her voice piercing the ears of everybody nearby. She continued to thrash around and shriek until the lady was no longer within their sight.
Reo sighed deeply, running a hand through his hair. Turning to his side, he couldn’t meet her gaze.
“I.. didn’t know she’d go this far.”
“An ex?”
“I don’t even want to call her that.” He said, taking her to the side where there were less eyes.
“We used to hang out.. a lot, in high school. But long story short, my things started to go missing when she began visiting. I found out that on top of the gifts I used to shower her with, she was pawning off my stuff for more cash. I hated her after that.” In his eyes was a mixture of emotions; pain, worry, disdain. He stuffed his hands in his pockets, silence befalling the two.
“Hey.. look at me..” She said, bringing her hand to his face and brushing a stray strand of hair away from his gaze. “That’s in the past. She’s pretty crazy, but she’s gone now, right?” He was there for her when she had nobody else. He must’ve gone through some harsh times because of that lady.
“I wasn’t there when it happened. But I’m here now.”
He sniffed uncharacteristically, avoiding her eyes once more. “I.. I didn’t want to make you sad…”
“Do I look sad?” Her eyes softened, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. She wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tightly. His arms tightened around her back as his head slumped into the crook of her neck.
“Your clothes are going to get wrinkled.” She giggled, her hand finding its way to the back of his head, entangling her finger with his hair.
“So be it.” His muffled voice replied.