Married at Fifthteen...5

       We were about half way there, when I fell asleep.  I was having the worst nightmare ever.  It was a nightmare I've been having for the past couple of days.  I was walking down the altar with my sweet baby.  He kissed me on my cheeck, I began to cry.  I turned around to see his side of his family there.  My family didn't come, so my side was completely empty, except a shadow of my brother.  I turned back around, tears still in my eyes, to face Troy.  He wasn't there, so I turned around to face the people once more.  There Troy was, sitting next to Isabella, whispering in her ear.  He then saw me, and I ran out of the church, and he followed me.  I crossed the street and turned around to see him standing in the middle of the street, begging for my forgiveness.  I start to walk closer towards him and he turned and was hit by a bus!  When the bus past I saw Isabella there, with her evil stare...

      "Are you okay babe?" I wake up shaking and Troy turned and asked me.  I began to calm down,and he reached over and kissed me.  "We're about a half an hour away from Morgan Township.  I found a cheap motel we can stay at tonight.  Comfort Inn." he says.

      "Alright...  We need to find a chapel or something," I remind him.

      We pull up to the Comfort Inn and checked in for Room 209.  We put the key in the door and open it widely.  Inside it was the ugliest one room place I have ever saw.  There was gum covering the ripped up carpet.  There were holes in the wall.  I smelled the foulest stench in the small kitchen.  The stove was old, and in the microwave there was old popcorn, opened with bugs covering it. 

      "Uh hun?" I said, and he imeditly understood and we walked away not even closing the door.  We went to the front desk and got our money back.  A few blocks down we walked there was a small motel.  We walked into the front desk, a Jamaican man was there and he asked what we wanted.

     "Uh, we would like one room please."I said

     "Alrighty 'den, dat will be forty dollars.  Anyding else, sir," He asked introducing himself as Jamal.

     We got room 12.  I whispered into Troy's ear, "How nice the man was, calling him sir and me ma'am."  We checked into our beautiful room.  Perfect I said as I unpacked...