A Corpse Bride To Suicide

So last night I woke up and standing over me was a bloody brides maid with her eyes gouged eating at my arms and pleasuring me with her cold dead hands and inserted me inside her. Slowly moving her cold body up and down. Instantaniously I jump up and scream but she had slit my throat. She told me I was her future husband. In shock I muttered am I dead she smiled and jabed her fingers into the hole in my throat. Again in shock I jump back she whispered softly don't be afraid. I asked her why and she replyed with nothing. I turn and walk into the lit room of friends and loved ones and the person that wanted to die. I recognized the setting it was the place I had met her. The figure appeared and whispered to me where we first met. And I flinched for a second and asked why I died and she whispered to me that I promised her I'd be by her side. And I'd die with her. I turned to the ground a fell to my knees and God replyed that promises with the dead can't be broken.