The Black Wedding. (Creepypasta.)

   "Aw yeah!" Dave cheered as poor Shawn and Sky were crushed by mountains of snow and large boulders. Dave was now half balled due to an incident that occurred when a robotic cat had burned his hair off as his eyes were full of rage and hatred from Sky's betrayal earlier.
   "Is Shawn okay?!" Jasmine asked worriedly.
   "Who cares?! We won!" Dave laughed. He was angry, mad to the point of insanity. How could Sky not tell him she had a boyfriend?! Oh well; perhaps he'd forgive her after he got his revenge by lighting his share of the money on fire in front of her.
   "Congratulations! Revenge is sweetest...." Chris began when he saw something moving amongst the snow and rubble.
   "Oh....what have we here?" He asked when Shawn suddenly emerged from the snow, pulling Sky out by the arm with him. he had only suffered a few small cuts and bruises but Sky wasn't as lucky; her spine and neck and been crushed and broken by two large boulders during the avalanche as her head now hung at an unnatural angle.
   Jasmine let out a small gasp before rushing to their aid as Dave dropped to his knees, screaming, "NOOOOOOOOO!" What had he done? He had just killed his sweet, precious Sky, the love of his life. He broke down crying hysterically as Chef checked her pulse then gave Chris the signal that she was dead.
   Dave narrowly escaped going to Prison since Chris was blamed for the incident as Dave was forced to go home with a guilty conscience. Sky's death however didn't stop Dave's obsessive love for her. Since The Cemetery she was buried in wasn't too far from his house, he visited her grave almost everyday, as frequently as he could. He always brought little, yellow flowers for her to place on her grave as he constantly talked to her as if she were there and apologized profusely for killing her until he would burst into tears and break down crying softly. There would be days when he would get down on his knees by her grave and tearfully beg her to come back to life. He would tell her how much he missed her and how much he just wanted to see her pretty face again. After months of this, Dave had finally began to slowly lose his mind and drift into insanity to the point where he started denying that Sky was even dead at all and would attempt to ask her gravestone out on a date, aggressively threatening it and yelling at it when he didn't receive response. This scared the visitors who had come to lay flowers on certain graves and they would leave The Cemetery whenever they saw him there.
   One night, when Dave was on his knees by Sky's tombstone, crying, he noticed a figure standing over him. He sniffled and wiped his eyes before looking up at the figure with a heartbroken expression.
   "S-Sky?" He squeaked as the wind gently blew what was left of his hair.
   It was in fact Sky or the ghost of Sky at least, She was transparent and was wearing a black, tattered wedding dress, a black, torn veil thinly covered part of her sweet, smiling face. She then began to sing to Dave in a soft, loving, beautiful voice that gradually calmed the poor, crying boy down as he listened to her beautiful singing but she was singing to him in Spanish so he couldn't understand a word she was saying. This had happened again several times; Sky's ghost would appear to him once a day at about around the same time everyday, in that same dress, singing that same song and it wouldn't just happen in The Cemetery but when Dave was asleep in bed, he would dream about her constantly. He couldn't help but think that Sky was trying to tell him something so one night, he went online and looked up the song lyrics which he had now memorized as the months had gone by. He soon found out that the lyrics belonged to the song: El Negro De La Boda, translated to in English: The Black Wedding, an eerie song about a young man, who is distressed when the love of his life dies so he digs up her body and steals it from The Cemetery, laying it on a bed of roses before committing suicide. This had sparked an idea in Dave's already corrupted mind as he got a few shovels from his garage, where he had filmed his audition for Total Drama Pahkitew Island. Being in this garage made him regret his decision even more; if he hadn't have even joined that stupid show, Sky wouldn't have been dead right now and he wouldn't have had to do what he was about to do.
   That night, he had snuck off to The Cemetery and had begun to dig up up Sky's grave, grinning, excitedly when his shovel had struck her coffin.
   "At last; we meet again my love...." He spoke in a deranged voice as his eye twitched. He then lifted the coffin out of the grave with great difficulty. It was still quite heavy due to Dave's lack of strength even though her body was mostly decomposed by now. He placed the coffin onto a small, red wagon that he had brought with him and had begun pulling her out of The Cemetery. Even with the wagon, this was no easy task as Dave had stumbled quite a few times during his journey but he was not alone; Sky's ghost had been there, guiding him the whole way as he stole her body from The Cemetery and moved it to his garage.
   When he opened the coffin, the stench of decaying flesh blasted into the garage, making Dave have to pull back for a bit as he coughed and wretched loudly. He then manned up and embraced the stench, approaching her coffin.
   Sky's cloths were now tattered as her skin was a light shade of blue and her face was covered in a thin layer of dark-green mold. Dave wasn't surprised to find a few maggots near her eyes, lips and lower back as he removed her tattered clothing and began cleaning her corpse. he used some of the tools in his garage to gently remove the maggots and peel off the thin layer of mold on her cheek. This was time consuming as he was careful not to tear her 'precious flesh'. This process was hard since Dave had to ignore his germaphobic fears in order to commit this act of love for his precious Sky. He curled up in the corner of his garage, quivering as he now felt so unclean but he had to keep going, for Sky. He covered her corpse in a thin layer of wax to stop the decaying process and prevent Sky's beautiful face from losing it's shape any further. When he was done, three locks of Sky's real hair were sticking from the wax covering her head as her skin was now an unnatural grayish/white color. Dave then finished off his project by removing her real eyes and replacing them with glass ones.
   "There we go....Good as new...." Dave grinned, psychotically as his eye twitched. He then looked down at Sky's old, tattered clothing and said, "Oh no, we can't put those old things back on you; wait here and I'll buy you some new, prettier cloths to wear...." He then laughed psychotically before rushing off to the mall to buy his corpse bride some new cloths to wear. He returned several hours later, happy to find that his beloved Sky had not moved from the position he had left her in as he set his shopping bags down on the garage floor.
   "Good news Sky! I bought you some new cloths!" He exclaimed excitedly as he removed a black dress, heels and panty-hoes from one of the bags.
   "I also bought you some perfume so we can get rid of that awful, dead smell." He added as he began dressing the corpse.
   "How lovely...." Sky replied to him in a slightly lower voice than her own though her mouth didn't move but Dave just acted as if that were normal, having lost his mind completely from the experience.
   "Aw....I knew you'd be happy Sky...." He smiled before pulling a bottle of perfume from his other shopping bag and spraying her with it.
   "You look so pretty...." He complimented as his eye twitched violently, causing his head to jerk to the side slightly.
   "Why thank you David...." The same voice replied as Dave fearlessly kissed her on the left cheek, despite vowing that he would never kiss her there after seeing Sugar lick her hand and rub her cheek. He discarded any fear of germs he had. He feared nothing now and nothing else could ever faze him again.
   "Aw....thank you sweetie-pie; you're the greatest....I love you...." He giggled blissfully as the voice replied with, "I love you too David...."
   The months went by as Dave had dinner with, watched T.V with and even slept with Sky's corpse. He would buy her cloths to dress her in and perfume to mask the putrid smell of decay. At one point, the corpse tried to get up but Dave held her back down and said, "No don't dear; you've been dead for so long....you should rest...." His eyes twitched as the corpse seemed to obey his orders.
   Shawn and Jasmine had soon become suspicious to how much perfume and women's clothing Dave had been purchasing over the months, especially since Sky's corpse had gone missing from her grave about around the same time Dave had started this weird behavior so the two decided to investigate.
   "Dave! Open up! We know you're in there!" Jasmine demanded as she pounded on his front door until he finally answered it.
   "Why hello Shawn....Hello Jasmine....What brings you here this fine evening?" He greeted  psychotically but calmly. Shawn couldn't help but notice that his cloths were dirty and tattered and that he wreaked of decaying flesh and B.O.
   "What have you done with Sky?!" Jasmine demanded, provoking an eye twitch from Dave.
   "Oh Sky? Why she's right in the living room if you would like to see her....Right this way...." He invited them him before leading them to the disturbing sight that was once their friend Sky, slumped over on the couch, her glass eyes staring off into the distance as flies swarmed around her.
   Shawn, who couldn't handle the thought of death in general, had ran out of the house screaming, "ZOMBIE!" He never looked back, not even caring that he had left his beloved Jasmine in the clutches of that maniac.
   "Sky! Oh my gosh; no!" Jasmine sobbed as tears streamed her cheeks.
   "Are you crying?" Dave asked as he excited the kitchen with a large butcher-knife.
   "W-We won't be having any of that now...." He laughed as his eye twitched and his head and shoulder jerked roughly. He grinned sinisterly as he slowly approached Jasmine who was paralyzed with fear. Normally she would have been brave and would have tied Dave up and turned him in to the police but this time she couldn't. It was the look in his eyes, she couldn't move, she couldn't scream. She was staring into the eyes of someone who was too far gone, someone who had no soul, someone who was pure evil and the fact that he was mostly balled made him look even scarier.
   What he did to Sky was even more horrifying. She knew Dave was unhinged but not to the point of doing something like this. She just stood there and watched in horror as Dave slowly made his way over to her. It wasn't until he had raised his knife to stab her that she let out a blood-curdling scream.
   Weeks later, the police had found Jasmine's body in Dave's garage. She had been stabbed in the heart and her eyes had been replaced with glass eyes as bloody tears streamed her cheeks, written on the wall near her body were the words, 'Don't cry....' In her own blood.
   Dave was nowhere to be found and neither was Sky's corpse but people claimed to have seen a teenage boy dining at Jimmy's Beaks and Feet with a creepy, life-like Mannequin, claiming that it was his date.
   As for Shawn, the poor boy had locked himself in his panic room to hide from Dave and his corpse bride. Sky's glassy, distant stare haunted him for the rest of his life. He couldn't get the image out of his head and he had nightmares about it constantly. It got so bad that he eventual gouged his own eyes out but this didn't help, he could still see that hideous face. He finally couldn't take it anymore as he got a stick of dynamite from his emergency weapons kit and blew himself up along with his panic room.
   Some people say that they've seen Sky's ghost haunting Pahkitew Island. She is said to have been hiding from Dave.
                                  The End....