The Bargaining Chip | By : ihatethesnow Category: S through Z > The Walking Dead Views: 3919 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Shane's point of view
I went right to the open bar. Jack and Coke. I brought back a simple soda for my "wife." Fuck. I hate this.
Our guests were there, and I scanned the room for one person. She was standing with some other women, smiling and laughing. Lori had on a dark blue dress. That's all I saw was dark blue. I saw the swell of her belly. She look absolutely stunning. Her hair was pinned back, and the extra weight gave her scrawny frame just the right curves.
The wedding party arrived. I could tell Andrea was drunk. We could slip away and nobody would know.
The time came to be introduced. This was so fucking lame. One by one, a couple that was a bridesmaid and groomsmen were introduced. They walked in and went to the head table. Amy and I walked in and the DJ announced "For the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Shane Walsh."
Someone fucking shoot me.
We did the typical stuff... Rick made another toast, we cut the cake, did the first dance, and the bridal party dance. It was funny to see Rick and Andrea together. They hated each other. Rick was trying to be a gentleman, as always, but half way through the song Andrea walked away and out of the room. Rick shrugged and sat at the table with Lori. He whispered something in her ear, and she smiled. He stood up and took her hand. They went to the dance floor, and melted into each other. They danced together for the next few songs, until the real dance music started. Then he held her hand, and they sat back at Lori's table, chatting with friends of Amy's. I don't know, and don't care. They sat together, and he had his arm around her. Fuck.
I excused myself and said I needed to use the restroom. There was a small room, used for storage, and that's where I found Andrea. She asked me what the fuck took me so long. She already had her panties off, and was wet for me. I got between her legs and slammed into her. I didn't want to be married. Not to Amy, not to Andrea, not even to Lori. Amy is a new preschool teacher at Carl's school. There were a few school shootings in the news, so Rick and I patrolled the school to reassure the kids, teachers and parents that everything was okay. That's where we met.
I was pounding into Andrea, and pulled her dress down to suck on her boobs. The second I came, I heard a scream. It wasn't Andrea. I looked around...Amy was standing in the doorway, watching her new husband have sex with her sister. We were caught. Oh well.
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