Chapter 10 Here comes the. Bride?
Chapter ten
Here comes the... Bride?
Revenge Cheating
I swear to God, I’m not crazy. makes me out to be unhinged when I try and call him out on his bullshit lies, but I know what I’ve seen.
Okay... maybe I am a little bit crazy. Not much, though.
Just enough to put hidden cameras in every room of my house to catch my soon-to-be husband fucking my best friend of twenty-five years.
Brock has come home smelling like sex more times than I can count.
He will come home from work, the gym, a night out “with the boys”, and one time from his parents, supposedly, smelling like a brothel.
I have found Ruby’s clothes at the house a few times even though she has never changed clothes in here with me there.
Also, how did her black lace thong end up in this back pocket when he was supposedly on a work trip?
Brock always tells me that I am seeing things or that I am not remembering things the way they actually happened. Ruby has even started with the gaslighting too. I got sick and tired of feeling crazy, so I rigged up the house.
I am supposed to marry Brock tomorrow. Ruby got me a spa day package, so she thinks that’s where I am.
She is supposed to be picking up the flowers and the dress.
Brock said he will be doing some work before our honeymoon.
Luckily, I paid for it and everything is in my name, so no matter what happens, I am going alone.
I am not getting married to him. If I have this much doubt before the ceremony, it would be stupid for me to get married.
I am sitting in my car, parked down the block from my house. They have already started off exactly how I thought they would. Brock and Ruby are sitting on the couch talking shit about me.
“I still don’t know how she hasn’t noticed that we are together, it’s not like we hide it,” Ruby laughs.
“I have her thinking she’s gone crazy,” Brock says with a smile. “She makes so much fucking money that I don't have to work, so I’ll keep making her think she’s nuts, and she can keep bringing me home some money.”
These cameras auto record but they record over themselves every twenty-four hours. I am screen recording on my phone as well so that if I catch something, I can save it.
They go on to talk about how bored he is going to be on our honeymoon, and how he wishes he could take her.
She is complaining about her boyfriend and Brock’s best friend, Abel, wanting to take her on a date.
Just when I start to consider that they might not fuck, they practically tear each other’s clothes off in the middle of the living room.
Ruby drops to her knees and starts sucking his dick and I am forced to take a deep breath, so I won’t go in there and kill both of them. I just want to scream in their faces “See, I told you I wasn't fucking crazy.”
After a few minutes of her sloppily sucking him off, he bends her over the arm of the couch and starts fucking her.
She is screaming dramatically, and I know it’s dramatic because the man has a trash dick.
He wouldn’t know what to do even if it came with instructions.
He calls her his little whore, and she begs him to fuck her harder.
This goes on and on for a grand total of five minutes before he pulls out and shoves his dick down her throat for her to swallow.
“Fuck, your pussy is so much better than Nova’s,” Brock pants.
“I love you, Brock,” she responds.
“I love you too, Ruby, baby. Always,” Brock says, kissing her hard.
I end the recording and start my car so I can drive and clear my mind. I wanted proof, and now I have it. I just need to call Abel and get him to meet me. He is so fucking sweet; I know this will break his heart. She treats him like garbage. She has always talked to him like shit.
I tap on my phone as I am driving to call Abel. When I hear his voice, it makes me sad.
“Hey, Nova,” he says happily.
“Hey,” I respond with a sigh.
“What’s wrong?”
“Can you meet me?” I ask. “It’s really important.”
“Is it about Ruby?” he asks with a heavy sigh.
“Yeah... and Brock,” I say.
“Yeah... I was waiting on this call one day... Where do you want to meet?”
“Uhh... you know that diner on fifth street?” I ask.
“Yeah,” he says. “I’ll be there in ten.”
I pull into the parking spot beside Abel and lay my head on the steering wheel. I don’t want to get out just yet. Once I show it to him... it’s real. I’m not ready to lose a friend and a partner all at once, but I’ll make myself ready.
My car door opens and Abel unhooks my seat belt before taking my hand and pulling me out of the car.
He just hugs me for a moment and his comfort is nice.
He seems to understand what I’m about to tell him.
“Thanks for meeting me,” I say. I don’t look at him because I don’t want to see the pain on his face.
“What’s going on?” he asks.
“Well… I have suspected Brock of cheating for a while now, but I haven’t been able to prove it. Him and Ruby both just tell me I’m crazy and I’m imagining things. I’m not crazy. I know what I’ve seen, but they just keep gaslighting me,” I ramble. “Anyway. I did something that kinda makes me crazy…”
“Did you kill him?” he asks with a chuckle.
“I wish… no, I put hidden cameras all over the house. Ruby got me some spa day bullshit that they think I’m at right now.
Brock is supposedly at the office. Ruby should be doing wedding bullshit.
None of that is true because I’m here and the cameras definitely caught something,” I explain.
“I just… please believe me when I say I tried to catch them sooner. I did. I tried to catch them, but I couldn’t. ”
“Hey, hey, I believe you. Relax,” he says. “Can I see the video?”
“Uh. Yeah…” I sniff back a few rogue tears as I pull the video up then hand him my phone.
I watch as he watches the video, his expression is unreadable.
Even when they are talking shit about him, he looks indifferent.
When they start fucking, I think I’ll see something change, but he’s calm.
He sets my phone on the roof of my car and sighs heavily.
“I’m sorry.” My voice is so quiet that I don’t know if he can hear me.
“Why are you apologizing, Nova? You didn’t fuck my girlfriend,” he says, lifting my chin so that I’ll look at him.
“You two were together for years,” I say.
“Sweetie, I’ve known for a while that they have been fucking… I just had no way to prove it. I didn’t want to blow up your relationship without proof,” he says.
“Yeah,” I sigh. “I knew I wasn’t crazy.”
“So, what is your plan?” he asks.
“I’m going to show the video tomorrow instead of walking down the aisle. Then… I’ll be going on my honeymoon. I don’t care if I’ll be alone. Although, I’d rather not be alone. I sure as fuck don’t want to be with him,” I say.
“So…” he says but stops. The longer he stares at me, the more I understand. “I think I have an idea.”
“Go on,” I say with a smirk. He steps closer and places one hand on my waist, and the other on my car behind me. He leans in, his mouth inches from mine.
“You, me, and a camera,” he says. “We send them the video, then send their video as an uninvited notice. After, I go on that honeymoon with you,” he says softly.
“I’ll do you one better,” I say with a grin.
“Let’s hear it.”
“Marry me, Abel,” I say. He looks at me in silence and just as I’m about to question myself, he kisses me. Abel leans in more as he brings his hand up to cup my face. When he presses his body against mine, I gasp and break out kiss when I feel his massive erection press against my belly.
“Let’s ruin a wedding,” he says with a grin.
“I’m suddenly realizing I picked the wrong friend,” I say, and he laughs.
“I feel the same way,” he says. “So… leave your car at my house and ride with me. Let’s go get married, then go back to the house.”
“Then what?” I ask with a grin.
“Then I’m going to make you see stars, baby girl,” he chuckles. “If that is what you’re used to, you’re in for a wonderful start to our relationship.”
“You actually want a relationship? Like… more than just us being petty?” I ask.
“Absolutely. Do you know how long I have dreamed of this scenario where we finally catch them and us come together?” he asks.
“Yeah,” I smile. “I’d be a liar if I said I hadn’t thought about it.
“Then let’s get it, fiancée,” he says with a grin. “I honestly can’t wait to hear my name come out of your mouth when I fuck you.”
“I’m not used to the dirty talk. You’re going to make me faint,” I say, and he laughs.
“I’m going to have so much fun spoiling you,” he says softly.
We step out of the courthouse with a marriage license in hand and smiles on our faces. When we get to the car, he pushes me against the door and kisses me again. “Ready to make a movie, pretty girl?”
“So fucking ready,” I admit. I can’t stop thinking about what it will feel like to be fucked by him.
“I changed the reservation so we can fly out tonight on a redeye flight then check in early tomorrow morning. We will have an entire day to do whatever we want. The next morning, we will get on the cruise.”
“I’m spending all day inside of you then,” he says, opening my door.
“Fuck, I am so happy. You don’t even understand,” I say as I sit.
When he gets into the driver seat I continue.
“I saw how good you treated her, and I saw how shitty she treated you. She was awful to you. I would often wish that he was as kind to me as you were to her. Those two are a perfect match. They are vile people.”
“That makes you and I the perfect couple then,” he says.
“It does,” I smile.
“Let’s go home, wife,” he says with a smile.
We drive to his house, hand in hand, in record time. He is just as eager to take this next step as I am. When we get there, he comes around and opens my door. As soon as I stand, he scoops me up. “What are you doing!” I giggle.
“Carrying my wife into our home,” he says, kissing me again. He carries me to the house, I open the door for him when we get close.
When we get into the living room, he sets me down before he goes and places his phone up on the mantle to record. “Ready, my sweet bride?” he asks, cupping my cheek when he steps in front of me.
“Yes,” I smile.
Little by little, he undresses me, and I undress him.
I haven’t forgotten about the camera, but I’m not paying attention to it as he lays me back on the couch and spreads my legs.
“Let’s see how you taste,” he says before taking one long lick across me, making me gasp and lie back. ”So sweet, darling.”
“Please fuck me, Abel,” I say.
“I want to hear you come for me first,” he says before licking across my clit again. Every time he flicks his tongue across me, my body jerks. I moan desperately but it quickly turns into a needy and broken scream when he starts to suck on my clit so hard that I see stars.
“Fuck. Oh God… oh God, Abel. Don’t stop. Just like that,” I whimper. “Please make me come. Oh God, please.” He sucks harder and my eyes roll back as an orgasm hits me suddenly and I arch my back off the couch and moan.
“Fuck,” I could listen to that forever,” he says as he pulls me up. “Right now, I want to be inside of you.”
“Please,” I beg.
Abel turns me around and bends me over the arm of the couch to where my feet aren’t touching the ground. “Your sweet little cunt is mine now, Nova. He never deserved you,” he says as he slowly fills me.
“Oh, dear God,” I groan. “Ruby is a fucking idiot for giving you up. Fuck, that’s good.” When he bottoms out, I groan. “Hard. Fuck me harder, Abel. Please.”
“Yes ma’am,” he says in a sultry tone as he draws out of me, then slams back in deep.
He gives me these hard punishing thrusts and gradually quickens his pace.
I am quickly reduced to nothing more than just desperate moans as he aggressively fucks me.
He’s taking out every bit of anger he has for Ruby on me, and I love it.
I love how he grips onto me and groans when I tighten my pussy around him.
I love the way he gets me right on the edge of real pain but doesn’t cross the line.
“Fuckfuckfuck,” I moan as I start to come again. “Fuck, come in me, Abel.”
“Oh, I’m putting a baby in your belly, Nova. I’m going to fuck you like this until you get pregnant, and then I’ll do it some more. I’ll do it for the rest of our lives.”
“Oh God, I am so glad I married you,” I groan.
Abel moans my name as he offers me a few more intense surges before burying himself deep as he comes.
“Till death do we part, Mrs. Hayes,” he says.
“Mmm. That sounds good. Nova Hayes,” I grin at him when he pulls me up to stand. He smiles at me before going over and stopping the recording.
“Ready for this?” he asks as he taps on his phone to send the video to our small group chat with the four of us.
“So ready,” I say as I grab my phone and go to the family group chat where we have over a hundred people getting updates. “Ready when you are.”
We typed out a simple message with the video that says, “The wedding is off.”
“All set,” he says. We both hit send at the same time before he and I both leave the group chats at the same time. He leads me to the bathroom and we turn on the camera at the house to see what Brock and Ruby do. My phone is propped up as Abel takes the time to clean me.
They both open their phone and have a nearly identical reaction when they gasp and sit up from the couch. Brock stands up and goes to the mantle to look around for the camera. I decide to fuck with him and hit the speaker button.
“Have a good life, Brock. Tell Ruby that I will take good care of her boyfriend,” I say.
“You stupid bi…” Brock starts but I shut the camera off, laughing.
“Let’s get dressed and go to the airport,” Abel says. “Do you have a bag packed?”
“Yeah. I already had everything packed,” I say. ”I prepared ahead of time and got everything out that I need. I can replace anything I left behind.”
“Perfect,” he says with a smile. “Let’s go on our honeymoon so I can fuck you some more,” he says before kissing me deeply.
“I can’t wait,” I smile.