No time for her marriage

Deciding what to do next

Doing something about her current situation was important for Christal. She has to face the consequences of her actions. Namely marrying a moronic jerk like Paul Myers.

Marriage to a man one hardly knows must be the dumbest thing she has ever done.

The look on his face suggested his arrogance as well as disdain he had for her, Christal was devastated. All the time her father and mother was fighting continuously she had wanted to scream at them to stop.

This display of open aggressive behavior displayed Paul's childish approach to marriage. Paul had no regard for sacred marriage vows or even her feelings, as that very feelings were now dismissed as nothing by him.

Christal was painfully reminded she was not loved. This was a failure, how could her new husband of only a few hours ,treat her so poorly.

Surely there was a mistake, why does she feel so alone, as if she did not join herself in holy matrimony to a man who has discriminated against herself in a bad way.

Tears streaked down her face as the wedding makeup and even the cheap wedding dress was left ruined by the black mascara running down from her cheeks.

She should have known something was wrong when she saw the price tag of the wedding dress. A wealthy man like him could have bought her a better wedding dress. Even the ugly shoes she was given was not her style. At least she knew style and the value of objects was her specialty.

Being a wealthy woman herself she knew the value of things and was not impressed with her stingy husband but she assumed he could not afford to buy her the necessary clothes she needed for the wedding. She now knew how wrong she was.

Christal knew she was an i***t to have stayed that night but there was a part of her that wanted things to have changed by the morning. She had hoped her husband would have come home to apologize, she had hoped her dreams of love and starting her own family in their house was just that, a pipe dream no less. Furthermore his home was now supposed to have been hers as well, but he had not returned after he had left with that... person.

She refused to give that horrible woman a name. To her the one who spent her wedding night with another womans husband was nothing but a cheap tramp.

How could this have happened to her. She scolded herself as she stood infront of the mirror the next morning. After her shower she had scrubbed her body of his touch as well as rubbed her lips, that was to get his touch off her. Christal was left him disgusted by his actions. His adulatory was not just hurting her she was angry with him.

She was not finished with him. She wanted revenge as her heart was left shriveled in disgust and disbelief by his actions the day before.

What could she have done differently. His horrible words were like a loud boomerang in her ears. He had made lewd comments on her weight.

Christal was ashamed of herself as she was now standing infront of the mirror looking at her body with critical eyes. She is fat, isn't she... Yes, that is what she is , as she knows there are ways of dealing with fat but it would take time to loose that much weight and transform a change within herself.

She has a plan forming in her mind. She has thought up a brilliant plan that would be getting revenge on her husband. He needed her signature to have a divorce, but she has decided to not give him that divorce until she has lost this disgusting fat and transformed herself into someone he wants.

Part of her hated him and the other parts wanted him to accept her, even fall inlove with her for real. That would hurt him if she then rejected him the same way he rejected her.

The thought of him sleeping with another woman on their wedding night was what drove her to pack her belongings into a bag and leave his house. All her girly dreams were shattered. She was going to go and live in a place that resembled her emotions. All she could think of was a deserted island or a desert ranch. She settled on the desert ranch. It was easy to buy the land and walking away from her husband was easy but heart sore at the same time.

She did not want that scoundrels money only revenge would do. All she could think about was her plot to ruining him in some memorable way. She was alone but at least she had her social media to keep her company.

She decided to start a blog and a media site to deal with her feelings of anger. She bought a camera and all the equipment she needed for her new media website.

She switched the camera on and pulled her tongue out at the lens but smiled cheekily at the camera. This was her first program. She was going to keep a record of her progress. This social media site was going to be a record that she could look back on and either laugh at or cry at. Christal set up a studio in the backroom of her cosy Logcabin house.

She documented everything she did from the morning, what she ate till even her sleepwear was shown. She was so wrapped up in her pain and relief that someone else out there in the great big world was going to see her painful reminder of why she was stripping off this fat and removing from herself the ugly person who was the fat person.

In her mind she was wrong to be dealing with this problem in this manner but her words as she spoke to the outside world was her pure thoughts. Those words were her innermost thoughts. She wanted the world to know how she was feeling . She had no idea her channel would become a hit. She had no idea she would become a icon for others...