Her Emergency Groom

"Does anyone have a wedding coming up soon with their spouse?" The bride's sudden question threw the hall into total silence. A white bird flew to the hall,and made a duck at the entrance then chirps before leaping up into the sky. The couples -to-be were standing at the altar and the priest had just read the vow to the wife but she asked that instead of saying "I do". A woman that was seated in one of the chairs in the front row gave her a look that threatens to break her bones if she doesn't quit her acting. Everything has been going on perfectly... The chest of the bride's moves up in her multi billion - dollar dress as she heaved out a deep breath. Her fragile fingers curled up into a soft fist. The priest casted her a look up from his glasses before looking back at the book in his hand,reading her the vow again. "Do you,Angela Wilson,promise to have and love this man as..." "Oh, priest..take a pause there."Angel's breath ruffles as she chuckled sadly. Her mother and sister were passing her stares that could kill. They were probably wondering what the heck she was doing in front of all these influential people. Angela's eyes fell on the man's cold gaze. He was sitting two chairs away from her sister. She smiled at him, almost unnoticeable,but he seems to caught that as his thick brows furrowed,dangerously. "I asked a question. What will you do if you find your to-be husband making out in the groom's area with another lady?"her eyes moves away from the man, now directed at the crowd,as she watched them speak to one another in hushed tones. "Crazy, right?!"her maniac laughter fills the room. A hand grips her arm and she turned to face her groom whose eyes were flaring up in anger. "Why on earth would you even go to the groom's room? That's prohibited!"he queried,in a spat... quietly. She scoffs then yanked her arm away from his grasp,pulling herself in a controlled state in order to prevent herself from murdering him. Her sister rushed to her side and brought a pink handkerchief out of her skimpy gown's outer pocket to touch up Angela's face. "Sister, just move on with the wedding. Don't cause a chaos else, people would think you're crazy. They won't even have faith in your words. You know how long it took for you to convince mom to make you get married? Now, don't screw that up - you might just fvck up your chance of building a family and remain single till earth grows an ear." Her sister's face contorted in disgust as she uttered those words. To the crowd,she is a caring sister, removing the beads of sweats on her sister's face,and trying to clam her down, but she's just a thorn in the flesh for Angela. Angela pecked her sister, Lena's cheeks, getting Lena's eyes to pop out in shock - not a pleasant one, but one dreaded. Lean's teeth meshed together,as she trembles and fought with the anger boiling up in her not to burst out that moment. She could just slap the damn out of Angela's face. She's always been known to wreak havoc whereever she goes. A bad luck girl that even killed their father she is! "So? Bride,what do you plan to do?"her mother's strict voice pierced through the thin air strongly...as if daring her,Angela, to do what she,was panning to do...but Angela has got another plan. Lena went back to assume her seat. Angela shot stares back at her mother who wondered where such a scared kitten, erstwhile, suddenly got a kite that took her on a ride in the moon that gives power. "Babe,it was just a misunderstanding,and you should have called me and I would have clarified the situation!"Daniel rasped. He still was not apologizing,neither feeling or talking apologetic. Haha. What a crazy life she's lived! Angela's head turned to the priest,who adjusted his glasses and wondered - has the bride been possessed by a spirit? Or... His eyes darted to the side in his glasses,as he contemplates - his mind flashing back to the previous day's incident. The evil spirit he casted out of the man that shaved the head of the six women he tried to marry bald, leading him to be imprisoned for times.. The priest's gasp. That spirit that is allergic to the joy of the person it possessed! Is it the one in her? "Priest,what shall we do to a man that cheats on his wife? No, fiancee. Since he hasn't wedded yet."she pulled her eyes up at him, expecting his reply. The priest was snapped back into reality. "What are you talking about? This is our wedding."Daniel stated,gruffly,grabbing her wrist,roughly. "Everyone,"he stared at the crowd whilst Angela was prinking at him in steaming rage. "I apologize for what happened here today. My wife seems to be out of it and.." Before he could complete his statement,Angela withdrew her hand from his, sharply,and quite savagely, shooting him a glare that could compel one to take the rope. "What do you mean wife?"she pitched. The people shook their heads in disappointment. Her mother sighed from where was and crossed her legs. "Mom,do something!"Lena mumbled in a strangled voice. "Just enjoy the free show for now,Lena."Abigail rubs her hair,lovingly.