Criminal logo

The Wedding Cake

It 's not what youe expected

By Patti Marrs MagillPublished 3 years ago Updated 3 years ago 3 min read
Like
Google Image accessed 7/2021

Amanda loved her job designing and decorating the perfect wedding cake for the perfect wedding. Weeks away from her and David's own wedding, it was the thing that kept her focused and not stressing out about all of the other details and minutia that a wedding entails.

The letter in the mail on Wednesday with her own nuptials a few weeks away) put her into a tailspin. She recalls it as such:

"Dear Ms. Amanda. It has come to my attention that my "fiancee", David, has recently become engaged to you as well as three other women. I am enclosing photographs and correspondence to confirm all of our worst suspicions". It was signed by one Elena G., along with a return address.

Not being one to accept things at face value, Amanda immediately looked up this young woman to meet at a neutral venue.

Elena was a long, tall, sinewy woman, compared to Amanda's voluptuous curves. They stared at one another for a moment before seating themselves at a table with 3 other young, beautiful women of different ethnicities and builds.

"Behold", said Elena. "Meet David's other fiances". Apparently, Elena had become suspicious of her betrothed first, and tracked down the other women he had been having online relationships with...along with his promises of marriage and happily ever afters.

After consuming many margaritas, tequila shots, and Irish coffees, the women decided that it would be up to Amanda to rectify this situation. She was, afterall, a renowned baker...and who better than to sneak in some poisonous flavor to the much promised groom.

David was so thrilled that Amanda had agreed to bake their wedding cake, no doubt because it saved him hundreds of dollars (Money he could spend on his other romantic endeavors). What he does not know, is that Amanda has become privy to his other amorous adventures, and she sets out to do what her femme- in-arms has tasked her wit: poison the bastard.

Amanda sets about baking several cakes that she insists David taste to find the perfect cake for their upcoming nuptials (a rite he surely has no intention on completing)... she bakes three seperate chocolate cakes. Chocolate being his favorite, he will no doubt sample them all. She goes so far as to bake all of the of the cakes with almond flour, as he is very fond of almonds.

Cake number one; a little bit of arsenic with antifreeze frosting, cake number two ; some cyanide disguised by an extract of almond. But cake number three, Amanda makes her favorite: Peanut Butter, chocolate and toffee. She wants to discourage him from this one as she has not put an ounce of poison in it. She tops it with strawberries, which David loathes.

After a romantic dinner of steak, asparagus, and baby potatoes, David is ready for dessert. Amanda presents him with her array of goodies. "Darling", she entices, "Here are the selections I have made for our wedding cakes. Will you try them and let me know which you prefer?"

She carefully slices heach of them a piece from each of the delectable cakes she has prepared, specifically setting a strawberry on top of each slice she prefers he does not sample. She leaves him with the selection and meanders to the bedroom to change into an outfit most suitable to greet the EMTS when the inevitavble happens...sexy lingerie for a (presumed) night of pleasure and plasters on a mournful face as she is 'so surprised' by this sudden twist of fate.

Oh yes. The surprise. Can you imagine the surprise when Amanda walks back into the room to see that David has chosen to eat a piece of the cake she made for herself. "What the hlle......" she starts. "Yeh", David says. "Try to save all the good stuff for yourself. Isn't that just like a wom....."..down he goes. Face first into the glass coffee table. Amanda calls 911. She is unsure what has happened. Imagine her surprise when the medical examiner says a few days later, "Turns out he was allergic to peanuts. Who knew?".... certainly not me, thinks Amanda. Certainly not three other woman who will be as disappointed as I. As I am not. as they are not.

fiction
Like

About the Creator

Patti Marrs Magill

Retired Corporate Flight Attendant, pursuing new careers in writing and education. I have 4 adult children, 6 grandchildren, and live in Central California. Currently I am taking on students to tutor in reading and writing.

Reader insights

Be the first to share your insights about this piece.

How does it work?

Add your insights

Comments

There are no comments for this story

Be the first to respond and start the conversation.

Sign in to comment

    Find us on social media

    Miscellaneous links

    • Explore
    • Contact
    • Privacy Policy
    • Terms of Use
    • Support

    © 2024 Creatd, Inc. All Rights Reserved.