Freak I

I fixed my dress one last time before entering the church. Maria Lua would not stay still and I feared that the maid of honor would not make it to the altar, and could run away or run away with the rings anywhere, even if it was after Be, the cat wearing a tie, lost in the great hall, filled with from people I barely knew.

Mandy smoothed my dress back and said:

- I think you chose a very tight dress, dear. I hope it doesn't tear as you walk along to the bridal march.

- Turn your mouth over there, grandma... It would be a shame.

- Mandy, honey, if that happens I'll cut your granddaughter's neck. – Ben said, fanning himself with his hand – I'm so nervous! I think I'm going to have a fit, I swear!

- Look at me, Ben – I took his face with both hands and stared at his sparkling eyes, like two precious stones on clean and completely perfect and well-groomed skin – You deserve every second of this... Enjoy your day, my love. my life.

He pressed a kiss to my lips and we instantly burst out laughing.

- I think it was our last kiss, my friend. Because if Anon sees this scene, I'm fucked.

- I'm crazy for Heitor to see... And I'm fucked.

- By God, you are worthless! They still say that in front of the girl. - Mandy criticized.

- In this case, back, Mandy. We are talking behind her. - Ben corrected.

- Why, you disqualified. I can't stand you two. I will sit in my place. And pray for my granddaughter to arrive with her dress in one piece at the altar.

- Grandma, you need to try to find Be... I'm afraid Malu will see him and leave the corridor. Then Ben will be left without a bridesmaid and wedding rings.

- Then I kill the cat. – Ben spoke in a deep voice, making us all look at him, including Maria Lua. - Oh, I'm not made of iron, girls - he became more delicate.

- Maria, behave now. We'll get into it in a few seconds. – Asked.

- What about Be? – she put her hands up, asking about the missing cat.

- If I had known that Be was going to cause this damage, I would have left him at home. - I spoke.

- Not! - She looked at me quickly.

The wedding march began to play and I adjusted Ben's white shirt, in fine fabric, with a few sequins. He loved color, but for his wedding he preferred a white shirt with matching pants. The shoes were blue, standing out in the look. He was a fashion connoisseur, so who was I to argue? I love his new hair, which he cut short. Although I knew him with long hair and he kept it the same length for years, he decided to innovate for that moment. His bet was that Anon would be surprised and love the outcome.

The master of ceremonies arranged us in the hall. I smiled when everyone stood and eyes turned to us. I felt my heart beat with emotion for the great moment of my friend and love of my life.

- It could have come with a smaller slit, right, princess? - Ben told me between his teeth, while he gave me his hand and we took the first steps towards the altar.

- My husband likes it that way! – I shrugged, spotting the disqualified chief on the first bench, elegantly dressed in a light gray suit that I made a point of choosing for that moment. Of course my panties got wet right away.

Fuck, Anon's family was big as hell. The guy managed to have six siblings, living father and mother, uncles, aunts, cousins, nephews and so on.

Ben insisted that I go with him, side by side into the church. That's because he didn't have a father, but I think our relationship went far beyond the strongest feelings that could exist. Our bond was more than blood. The best example of this is that we were with Salma's daughter at that moment, our ray of sunshine, the treasure that my friend left us.

- I'm nervous as fuck. - Ben confessed, in a whisper next to my ear.

- And me too. Not for nothing, but it looks like our red and white combo didn't go together very well. I see disapproval in people's eyes.

- Oh, fuck it. We are the ones who have to feel good.

I saw Anon dressed in white at the altar and I smiled. He also looked nervous, hands wrapped around each other, chest rising and falling with his breath. Yes, it was a white couple, not traditional.

And one of the bride and groom was being led down the aisle by her best friend, wearing a red dress. The maid of honor, instead of looking straight ahead, was peering between the pews, intently, looking for a runaway cat in a tie.

When we were almost reaching the altar, a few steps away from completing the path that seemed endless, behold, the cat Be ran past, crossing the corridor, from one side to the other. It would be comical if it were not tragic. At this moment we lost the maid of honor, who ran out in her dress with puffy sleeves and full skirt, shouting:

- Be... Your "cassified".

I put my hand over my heart proudly:

- Ben, did you hear what I heard? She called the cat disqualified.

- Babi, control yourself... Look at the priest's angry face. – Ben said through gritted teeth.

Finally, we arrived at the altar. Anon reached out to Ben. Before finally handing it over, I said:

- You promised that you will take care of him and make him happy. You know if you don't do this, Anon, I...

- No, you don't know how to use a gun, Mrs. Bongiove. – He scoffed.

- More respect, Anon. Or I don't hand over my best friend to you.

Anon smiled in my direction and then looked into Ben's eyes:

- You parachuted into my life ... But I've never been so happy.

- Oh, I love you, Anonzinho. Ben said, squeezing his cheek.

- And I love you, Ben... Forever.

Forever... I wiped away a silly tear that was falling down my face. Hector came to me, removing me from the altar. I was almost trying to monopolize my friend.

I accompanied Heitor to the bench, in the front row, while I took his hand, watching the ceremony.

"Are you sure you don't want such a moment, Barbara?" - he asked in my ear.

I looked in her direction and smiled.

- Have. I'm completely happy. I don't need to walk down this hall again to confirm that. Just follow Ben.

- I... Have I told you how beautiful you are? - He again spoke softly, making me shiver with his warm breath on my ear.

- I don't remember if I said it ... But you can say it again.

- Are you wearing panties? Your ass is perfect in this dress.

- Of course. Small. I hope you take it off with your mouth. I smiled, looking in his direction.

The priest looked in our direction, his face serious. I shook Heitor's hand and said, between my teeth: