"YOU SICK BASTARD" I scream as I'm carried down a rose petal aisle by a brawn for brains. I kicked as best as I could but this dress was really restricting. And my wrists were tied together so that eliminated punching my way out of his grasp.

Jenna watched from the alter, her face showing her amusement for the situation I was in.

Novah and Sage were tied to their seats in a pew on the bride's side. Which was empty besides them. Their eyebrows were furrowed showing their annoyance with the situation. Their mouths had been duck taped shut after an incident involving spit and Jenna's eyes. Spoiler: it was fucking hilarious. Ha, this reminds me of that one episode of Jessie! When Creepy Connie tries to force Luke into marrying her.

Oh my god, Jenna was Creepy Connie!

On Jenna's side sat people covered with tattoos and tough exteriors. Even Rock man was seated, and he didn't look very happy. Jenna let me keep his axe, and I made sure to shove it in his face as much as I could. As I passed him I stuck my tongue out and flipped him off.

"Suckaaaa" I whispered, laughing when I saw his jaw clench and him start to stand up. But he seemed to remember that the crazy bitch was in love with me. So he quickly sat back down. That's right, can't touch me fool!

My amusement died down once I reached the alter.

I was placed on my feet right in front of her, only a few inches away. Jenna grabs hold of my hands and I try to yank them away but she tightens her grip.

I sigh in annoyance and make an ugly face at her. The old priest starts the ceremony and I ignore what he says to take a good look at Jenna.

Like me, she's wearing a dress, but we of course had different dresses. Her dress was an off the shoulder v neck with long lace sleeves. My dress was a deep v-line with a lace detailed bodice. It was beautiful but personally not something I would've chosen for myself.

Jenna was a beautiful woman. Her collarbone length brown hair was pin-straight. Her bangs were styled very cutely and their length went down to her perfect eyebrows. Her breath smelt minty fresh, and her teeth were a good white color. She was weirdly flattering and extremely sweet in a creepy way. Take away the fact she was insane and I would totally date her.

"Do you Jenna take Stella to blah blah blah?" the priest says, which brings me back to the real world.

"I do," she says, not even hesitating.

"Do you Stella take Jenna-" I cut him off.

"Hell no." From the corner of my eye, I see the girls struggling to get out of their seats.

"To be your lawfully wedded-"

"Fuck no."

"Wife, to have and to hold-"

"Still no."

"From this day forward, for better-"

"I'm saying no."

"For worse, for richer or poorer-"

"Are those even real words?"

"In sickness and in health until death do you part"

"Deaths gonna part us alright" I grumble to myself before taking a deep breath.

Before I can once again say no the sound of glass shattering hits my ears. I let out a gasp of shock as I watch glass from the sunroof rain down upon the wedding guests. I see three figures dressed in all black lower themselves in on a rope. I feel my breath catch in my throat and have the faintest hint of hope of who they might be.

"Stella say you do right now" Jenna demands, her voice almost pleading. Her eyes were wide and she looked jittery, whoever just crashed this wedding wasn't someone she wanted to meet. She was ready to flee.

"No," I say, gritting my teeth back at her.

"Say it!"

"Never," I say, glaring harder at her.

Jeez, when will she take a hint? I was no longer afraid of her now I'm just thoroughly annoyed.

"Say it or I'll give Kevin his axe back!"

I scrunch up my nose in distaste, "Who names their child Kevin?"

Jenna's response is interrupted by the sound of guns going off.

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT" I scream as I drop to the ground. I struggle to cover my head with my wrist tied up but I very painfully did it. I look at the bride's seating section to find the girls but they seem to have disappeared.

Okay, that's okay. They're probably just crawling around on the floor trying not to get shot. I start to crawl down the 5 steps that led up to the little platform Jenna and I were standing on. I was 3 steps down, my stomach painfully digging into the carpet step when I see them frantically crawling towards me.

They looked determined to reach me and I was just as determined to reach them.

I glanced further up to see who the men in black were and see the three idiots. Ace and Damien were going at it, guns blazing at everyone on Jenna's side. Then there was Luca standing casually beside them, eating a snickers bar as he re-loads his bullets.

Before I can start to move again my ankle gets grabbed and I shiver in response to their cold fingers. Holy shit it's a nun! A nun comes to kill me on my wedding day!

I hesitantly turn my head, scared to see the nun that haunts my dreams. But instead of a hideously demonic-looking nun, I come face to face with Jenna, who looks insane.

"You were almost my wife Stella!" She giggles like a maniac, her smile the widest I've ever seen it.

I frown at her and kick my ankle out of her grasp, "Yea and you were almost killed for that life insurance get the hell away from me!" I yell, kicking her in the face. She promptly lets go of my ankle and I frantically slide the rest of the way down the steps.

I reach the girls the same time Luca finishes re-loading his bullets. I flinch as the sound of guns firing gets louder and let the girls cut me loose. I don't know where they found a bloody knife but I was sure I didn't want to know, at least right now.

We duck behind a pew, trying to stay out of the gunfire as best as we could. There were a few stray bullets here and there but nothing to worry about. We stay huddled together as we try to make ourselves smaller.

When the gunfire abruptly stops I feel my anxiety climb to an all-time high. Who won? Are the idiots dead? Has one of them been shot? Oh god please let them be okay.

"Ace?" I call out. No response.

"Ace!" I shout, my voice is frantic, begging him to respond and be okay.

I try to stand up to see what was happening but the girls held me down.

"No, we don't know what's happening!" Sage whisper yells and I feel like growling in irritation.

But then I hear his voice.

"Stell? Stell where are you?" Ace calls, his voice shaking. I froze and so did the girls. I let out a breathless laugh as I jump out of the girl's hold.

I look for him frantically, my eyes skipping over the dead bodies until I find him in the middle of the aisle looking at me in disbelief.

His eyes were wide and his gun was almost touching the ground. He stated at me like he didn't believe what he was seeing until I smiled at him.

I exhale a breath of relief, "Ace." I run out of the pew and down the aisle towards him. He drops the gun and opens his arms wide for me. My smile widens as I throw myself into his arms. He wraps his arms around me immediately, holding me against his chest protectively.

"Thank fuck you're alright." He breathes out in relief. One of his hands was holding me up by my waist the other was in my hair. His lips were pressed against my forehead as he whispered to me how grateful he was that I was okay and how sorry he was for taking so long to get me away from her.

"Ace" I whisper, reaching up to grab his face in my hands. His onyx black eyes met mine and for a second I forgot what I was going to say.

I gave him a reassuring smile as I ran my thumb gently across his smooth cheeks. "Get me out of here" I whisper before pressing our foreheads together.

He shuts his eyes and I do the same. I feel him tuck a few strands of my hair behind my ear before he whispers, "okay." We stand there for a few more seconds, allowing ourselves to feel each other's presence. It feels like it's been so long since I've last seen him.

I pull away first and he looks away from me to give the boys orders.

"Go find Jenna. Tie her up and make sure she doesn't escape." Ace commands, leaving no room for discussion or questions.

Luca and Damien nod their heads in understanding but before they can walk away from the girls I call out to them.

"And find my axe, please! It's in the bride's dressing room I believe!" I beg.

"Got it, Stell," Damien says, giving me a goofy smile before running off.

Ace looks down at me with a grin and I smile back at him. He then swoops down and picks me up bridal style causing me to cackle unexpectedly. Ace laughs at my reaction as he walks us out of the chapel.

Jenna had exported us here against our will and not very nicely. You'd think your fiancé would be more gentle when they drag you to the chapel but I guess not.

"You got any Oreos?" I ask Ace casually as we walk down the stairs in front of the chapel.

"No, but you want to go get some?" Ace asks as he focuses on not falling down the stairs.

I nod my head "I'm hungry."

"When aren't you?" He scoffs jokingly and I gasp in mock hurt.

"Rude" I huff "but true."

He laughs deeply from his chest and I smile proudly, I caused that beautiful sound.

I hear the distant sound of a van's sliding doors rolling open and turn my head. I see the all too familiar black van that still had the white painted letters on the side of it. I smile at the nostalgia and laugh at the very unhappy McDreamy. I cackle loudly as I get lowered to the ground by Ace.

"Hello McLoser, ya' miss me?" I grin wolfishly at the pale boy I once blew glitter at.

McLoser narrows his eyes at me before moving out from the doors of the van, giving me room to climb in.

I cackled even harder as I climbed into the familiar van that I was once kidnapped in.

Oh, how times have changed.