Only she remembered what happened aonher wedding....well her and her alone seem to remember that there even was a wedding....it all started the morning after the day of her dreams when her new husband wasn't lay next to her as she opened her eyes to look over the sea stretching as far as the eye can see....she gets up and throws on her flip flops, rushing out the door down to see the love of her life and her adoring family at breakfast....but she arrives at the dining room to see only an old couple sat drinking coffee doing the morning crossword puzzle.....she walks up to reception..."hi can you tell me where my husband is please?".. ...."sorry Mam no English, one moment..." ..."from the wedding yesterday"...."aah yes, wedding....onto beach and 1 kilometres that way, wedding"...."thank you" she says looking back as she hurries onto the beach, the slight worry she had for a moment has now disappeared as she skips higher and higher, faster and faster.....she stops still, frozen....as she reaches the back of a crowd to look ahead and see her newly wed husband kissing another woman in her wedding dress, wearing her ring...... "WHAT THE FUCK!!" She screams as she rushes down the aisle, two grooms men grab a hold of her and escort her away while she's kicking and screaming"Michael, Michael, you bastard, what kind of game is this? Who is that slut?....


The groom trying to assure his new wife that he's never met this woman before before she steams off and he angrily walks over to the woman who is still ranting and raving, he gets over there and she slaps him, he grabs her wrist and shouts "what's your fucking problem woman?" She looks at him, like really looks at him and her heart sinks "you don't know me do you?" ... "Uh duur bitch, you've just ruined my wedding day, my wife thinks I'm having an affair, her dad, the ex fucking navy seal is gonna kill me, and we haven't even cut the cake.....thanks a lot"


The groom sits down in the sand defeated so the crazy woman heads back to the wedding and walks awkwardly down the aisle before standing before the congregation....."ahem ahem, sorry errm really sorry....erm April fools.....(Awkward silence) No really guys, I thought this was my wedding....you, you were at my wedding" (she says pointing to the harpest...."the chairs were the same but the ribbons were eggshell, n her..." Pointing at the bride crying ..."she's wearing my dress....granted she's skinnier" she says with a scowl ..."but that, that's my dress"


The brides father stands up "that's enough, get this mad woman out of here.....where is that little prick?" He says looking around the beach.


The mad woman shrugs the best man off her shoulder "don't fucking touch me, I'm going anyway"


She walks up the beach slowly, super confused then as she turns to look into her hotel she sees her husband and a few family members all sipping mimosa's eating eggs Benedict, she almost faints and lets out an awkward laugh as she walks over.... "You guys aren't gonna believe what just happened"


She goes on for ten minutes telling the story and everyone is having a good giggle when the hotel phone starts ringing , the guy at reception brings the phone over to the bride and there's a voice saying "you ruined my special day, I'm gonna kill you......beeeep"


All day she's thinking about this phone call, not wanting to share it with anyone fearing that think she'd lost her mind....before she knows it it's gone midnight and she's waiting for her husband on the moonlit beach, she hears him calling from down the beach.... confused as to how he got down there but not thinking too much into it she walks down...."where are you?" She says..."just follow my voice" he replies "Marco" she says "polo" he responds..."Marco"..."polo"...."Marco".....well you get the point.....she hears the last polo but still can't see him til he says "go now" in a slurred voice and she looks down and it's her husband's severed head, she shrieks and looks up to see the other bride running towards her carrying something big and sharp, she turns and runs, scared to look back but hearing the other brides screams getting closer, she's running for her life just as her husband jumps out and grabs her... "What's wrong, why are you running??" She can barely breathe.... concerned her husband takes her up to the hotel room where they're waiting for a doctor to come out....after seeing the doctor, her husband goes into the hallway with him not long after giving her some sleeping tablets....she can hear them outside the door.... "It looks like it was a panic attack, nothing more, those tablets should knock her out for a good eight hours, when she wakes let reception know and I'll pop back down....." The voices fade as her eyes get heavier....she lies back and looks into the mirror to see a reflection of the other bride combing her hair on the edge of the bed.