Masterpiece (A Chris Motionless Love Story)

Chapter Nineteen - Undead Ahead

LILITH'S POV
"Hello, Lilith." How can this be? It surely wasn't possible. Chris held on to me, then pushed me behind him as protection.

"James?" Chris asked, just as puzzled as I was. He grinned devilishly. He looked disheveled, his eyes were blood shot, signifying he'd been drinking. His brown hair was messy, unkept, and he had a bit of scruff that hadn't been shaved in what looked like months. His suit jacked was misbuttoned, one button being in the hole of another.

"Relax, I don't want your precious wife. But as a forewarning, I was you once. She's nothing but a useless, fat whore." James slurred his words together. Chris' blood was boiling at every word my, now apparently undead, husband said.

"How are you not dead?" I questioned. He stroked my face with his cold hand, then lightly slapped it. Chris pushed him back and warned him not to touch me again.

"Easy, I knew someone was after me so I hired someone that looked exactly like me. The goal, of course, was not for him to die. I was just surprised you didn't notice. Surely you did the embalming and everything, I don't know how you didn't notice." He explained. I'm was flabbergasted, floored, shocked at how terrible this was.

"You let me grieve and mourn your death, then decided to show up on my wedding day, and all for what? Dramatic affect?" I was getting angrier and could feel my face turning red and getting hotter. My fists were clenched, I had enough of the torture he put me through.

"It was quite a bit of entertainment for me." I couldn't help it anymore, I swung my fist directly to his jawline, and he hit the ground. That wasn't enough, though. I got on top of him and started punching him in the face, then Chris pulled me off.

"Alright, come on Ms. Feisty, there's no use, let it go." Chris said as he bear hugged me to pull me off. I was kicking my legs and screaming curse words at James, and he sat up shifting his weight to his right side as he spit out blood on the floor.

"You'll get what's coming for you, you better fucking control her. She's your problem now." James proclaimed as he stumbled out of the chapel. Chris put me down and I started marching down the aisle to take James down again, but Chris grabbed my shoulder.

"Let it go, Lilith. Let it go." He said calmly. I had tears running down my face, but not from being sad. They were invoked by the immense anger I felt, as if my body couldn't contain all the anger. Everyone was silent as Chris looked at my fists. I had busted open a knuckle on one of James teeth, and it was spilling out blood.

"Reception will be at the Cerulli Residence! We can all greet the newly weds there!" Justin stood up on a chair and exclaimed. People started to file out through the exit, and Justin made his way over to us.

"She's gonna need stitches on that." Justin budded in.

"I don't need stitches, there's a first aid kit in the prep room." I told him as I walked down the hall and into the prep room. Chris grabbed the first aid kit from one of the cabinets and started to unroll some gauze.

"How did it feel to beat your abuser?" He asked as he grinned. I smiled lightly.

"It was kick ass." Was all I said. He picked me up and sat me on the countertop, then started to carefully wrap my hand.

"Next time just remember, you are not a WWE champion. And maybe don't do this at all weddings." He was trying to make light of the situation at hand, but he knew how serious it was. "I say, we have fun tonight, go on our honeymoon, and then we can figure everything out." He states as he helped off the counter. I smiled, that sounded like a wonderful idea, but if only my mind worked like it.
When we pulled up to the house Chris came to my door and helped me out, then picked me up bridal style as I laughed.

"This is all I need, my beautiful wife, my beautiful home, and a good crowd of people I care about." He said as he carried me to the door. He tried twisting the doorknob while holding me, but could if quite get it, so I reached down and twisted the knob as I took a deep breath. It felt like a new life was starting, and I was okay with that.
That night we turned the backyard into a dance floor as he twirled me around. Our first dance song was "If You Love Her" by Forest Blakk, it wasn't quite my taste in music or his, but it was a song he had heard and said it reminded him of me. Chris held me close and tight to his body as I rested my head on his chest.

"Lilith, I promise that whatever life throws at us it is worth it. I would fight for a million years to hold your heart. I will forever be your partner in crime." He whispered in my ear. His embrace felt safe, and warm. His touch was soft, yet assertive in saying that I was safe.
Hours passed and soon everyone started to clear out, then it was down to just us and the guys. Chris had taken off his tie by then, and I had decided to ditch my red bottoms that Chris surprised me with earlier that day. I was sitting with my feet dipped in the pool as Chris and the guys talked, then Vinny came and sat next to me.

"What's on your mind, Lil?" He asked as he pulled his knees to his chest. I leaned back on the palm of my hands, and looked up at the stars.

"Oh, ya know, stuff. Funeral home stuff, wedding stuff, oh and the fact that my deceased husband isn't actually deceased and said he's coming after me. Usual stuff." Vinny looked at me with concern filling his eyes, then slapped my knee.

"Don't worry about any of that. Trust me, that man over there isn't going to let anyone harm you." He assured me. I smiled at him, and Chris came over to join us. I leaned my head on Chris' shoulder and he kissed the top of my head, then Ricky came up behind us.

"Oh, Lil, you've got a little something on you, let me just," Ricky licked his thumb and wiped my cheek, "it's not coming off, here let me try..." he pushed harder, then I realized what was happening.

"No! Olson, I swear to God!" It was too late, he pushed me into the pool as him and Chris laughed. "Oh, you think this is funny, Cerulli?" I asked. Chris laughed a little more, and I pulled him in by his leg.

"It's not funny anymore!" He shouted as he brushed his hair back. He pulled me close to him, and the other guys decided to jump in. Nothing quite like swimming in your wedding garb I suppose, but it made the night memorable.
Eventually everyone got out and went their separate ways, leaving Chris and I. We sat on the edge of the pool, trying to dry off at least a little before going in. His hand was in mine, gripping it tightly.

"I guess we gotta consummate our marriage or whatever the hell it is we're supposed to do." He joked. I cringed as I laughed at him.

"That's not sexy to say at all." I told him. He laughed at me, and I leaned into a kiss.

"What should I call it then?" He asked. I shook my head and stood up, ready to go in. He swept me into his arms and carried me inside, then into the bedroom where he threw me down on the bed. My dress was still soaking wet, but at that moment he could care less. He unbuttoned his shirt, and practically ripped it off, then got on top of me. He kissed me deeply and passionately as he held my hands above my head. Chris then went down to my neck and bit down on it. I let out a small moan and I could feel him grin against my skin, then he flipped me over and unzipped my dress. He brushed the sleeves off of my shoulders and pulled it off of me.

"I want to see that gorgeous body of yours." He whispered in my ear. I blushed and he threw the dress on the floor. I could hear his belt unbuckle and then I felt him put the tip in. I moaned as he pushed in further, and he used my hips to help. I held onto the bars of the headboard as he pounded into me from behind, then he quickly flipped me back over on my my back. I screamed his name and he smiled as he picked up the pace, and moaned, "I love it when you scream for me, baby". He had my legs up over his shoulders as we both reached our climax, and I felt him release into me. He collapsed next me on the bed, both of us were breathless and drenched in sweat.
As we laid in bed, watching TV together after getting in our pajamas, I looked up at Chris.

"Do you really mean it?" I asked him. He looked down at me, puzzled.

"Mean what?" He questioned. I bit my lip nervously.

"Ya know, that you'll protect me and that anything is worth holding my heart?" He looked at me like I was insane.

"Lilith, I mean ever word of it. You are the center of my enter universe, I can't live without you. I will go to the ends of the earth to keep you safe." He assured me. I smiled and nuzzled my head on his chest. I just had to keep telling myself I was safe with him. I'm safe. I'm safe. I'm safe...