Corpse Groom 🦋 (Corpse Bride) (Complete)

Chapter 9 Loving Moment

“Good point, now where were we?” I said, trying to get back where we started and putting my arms around her. “Hold it right there, Emmanuel.” She said, trying to stop me and backing up away from my arms. “Why? What's wrong, my love? Don't you love our loving moments?” I asked with the pouty face. “I do, but we're here for a reason to meet my parents. Remember?” She brought it up. “AAAW, but they can wait until we're finish.” I whine still with pouty face. “We will, but you've got to remember this is your idea for wanting to meet my parents, not mine. Once we're done meeting them, then we will continue what we left off when we get back.” She suggested smiling. “(Sigh) Fine!” I surrendered. “Good now we better get going. Oh, and here's a jacket for you that my father outgrown.” She said after handing me a jacket. “Thank you love!” I thanked her and she nodded. After Charlotte finish fixing her hair, we headed to the door.

3rd POV.

After the couples left from Charlotte's room and house, a figuring appeared from the corner in the shadows watching them their exit inside the house. “(Evil laugh) So the beloved Charlotte has returned along with the mystery man. We'll see how it goes when The Everglades see them face to face, and I can finally get what I want. Don't worry, my beloved Victor, your bride to be will come soon enough.” A figuring spoke as it appeared away from the shadows and turned out to be….

Lady Barks, watching them the whole entire time when they got in, and the one who made a noise for the interpretation of Charlotte and Emmanuel making out. Once Charlotte and Emmanuel made it to the house of Everglots and to the front door, Charlotte was about to knock but stop when she hears the Everglots spoke. “If I ever see that Van Dort girl again…. I'll strangle her with my bare hands.” Mr. Everglot spoke. “Your hands are too fat, and her neck is too thin. You'll have to use a rope.” Mrs. Everglot added made Charlotte nervous with a gulp. “Oh boy, that's not going to work.” She muttered softly, backing away from the door. “What's wrong?” Emmanuel asked in a worried tone. “Actually, we need to find another way in without issue or bloody murder.” She replied nervously. “Are they mad at you?” He asked and she nodded. “Since I screwed up the wedding vows and the other disaster I made.” She confessed as he looked surprised. “Oh boy, that's not good.” He said and started to thinking finding a way to get in. “You might want to look on your right to find the answer you're looking for.” The maggot suggests in Emmanuel's head.

He did what maggot said, seeing the vines to climb up. “Charlotte, darling, I think I know there's another way to get in.” He pointed out the vines wall to her. “Good idea honey.” She said made him, and they came closer to the vines. “Seriously? That was my idea, and you're taking all the credit.” The maggot grumbled. “Shut up, you stupid maggot.” Emmanuel grumbled back. “Is there something is wrong?” She asked with a curious look, hearing what Emmanuel said. “Uh-no, nothing is wrong, my love. I'll go first to climb up, then I'll help you to reach up.” He responded with a guilty look as he started to climb on the vines, and she started to climbing up after him through the rain started to pour lightly. Once they finally made it to the balcony, she finally realized whose room belongs from the balcony as she's looking at the window. “Victor Everglot.” She said softly saw him sitting on the couch next to the fireplace. “Who's he?” Emmanuel asked in curious tone. “He's the one I was supposed to married from arranged marriage that our parents made.” She confessed made him surprised. “Seriously?” He asked, still surprised.
“I think I should prepare and ask him about my parents where's about.” She suggested about to knock on the window, but her hands were caught from Emmanuel. “You're not planning to ditch me for him, aren't you?” He asked in a darker jealousy. “Of course not Emmanuel, if I was ditching you for him, you would still be at the forest, not here.” She pointed out. “Good point, I'm sorry I just thought you would…” He apologized, but I finished his sentence. “Do that? I would never do that, you need to trust me. For the wedding couples, we need to trust and faithful to each other.” She finished the sentence and pointed out. “You're right, I'm sorry, and I do trust you.” He apologized, feeling guilty. “It's okay, I understand you're jealous and worried, but you mustn't think negative things about it or else it would get worse.” She said, and he nodded. “Now can I trust you that you can trust me and not thinking the wrong way?” She asked. “Yes my love I will.” He said. “Thank you, if something goes wrong I'll call you to come in.” She added, and he nodded again.