Eddie was just overjoyed! He had finally found the one- finally found his bride to be. You were just perfect- you looked so pretty weeping on your knees like that. Of course you had screamed and cried, fighting with him tooth and nail as he forced you into the wedding dress he made- but Eddie simply shrugged it off as jitter’s due to the wedding planning. He was far to happy to be mad at his darling in that moment.

Broken chairs and curtains were crudely thrown together, mimicking wedding decorations and a venue. It was more of mocking than mimicking to be honest. ruined dolls, headless maniacs and even a body or two filled the seats as supposed guests. Dead flowers and some metal bits are wrapped tightly in a scrap of cloth, placed delicately placed between your bound hands as you stand trembling down the fake aisles.

Then- it begins. Crackling music plays from the old record player and Eddie stands tall at the head of the fake alter with a rather charming grin. You didn’t need to walk- Eddie was already pulling you down the isle by the rope around your wrists- straight into his arms.

“Oh darling.. you look absolutely gorgeous. Such a good girl.” The psychopath coo’s before gripping your chin and pulling you in for a kiss. No i do’s, no hesitation.