Together Forever

Part 1

"I do."

I stare into two beautiful emerald green eyes. My husband to be stands in front of me holding both my hands in his, he has much bigger hands than mine and he is quite taller than me even with my seven inch white M. Gimi heels on.

I shiver as he let those words pass his lips. The way he said it just make my heart ache in a way I've never been hurt before, the pain is excruciating and it feels as if I might pass out at any given moment.

In just a few seconds, two words and hell begins.

Yes, hell.

I watch my parents over his shoulder and see my father sitting there with a big fake smile plastered on his face; one day I'll be gone then I want to see what he'll do but for now he needs me and I also needed this more than I thought in the beginning of this whole shit parade.

My poor mother keep wiping her tears away, almost everyone had asked her what's wrong then she'll just shrug it off and tell them her little girl is finally getting married and is leaving the nest soon. They all think it's motherly love and comfort her the best they could.

Would they still smile this sincerely at us if they knew the truth? I think to myself.

"Miss. Kate."

"Kate!"

I jump as I feel Peter pull at my hands to get my attention back. I didn't even hear the pastor but I know the words very well as I had to prepare for this day; almost six weeks. It had to be professional, it had to be perfect they told me.

I needed to make this look as real and happy as I could but I'm at the edge of breaking down in tears and run away but I'm stronger than that, I'll stand straight and be strong. I just had to do this.

I have to do this. I have to do this. I kept reminding myself that I needed to do this, I have to if I want a better future for myself.

I stare into my mothers eyes for a second and a tear slid down my own face as she mouthed at me. I'm so sorry.

She never has to take the blame for this, I know how hard she tried to stop this and how much she only wants what's best for me but in our house the men has all the say and women had to obey. If not, they get punished.

I don't want my marriage to be like that but I guess it have to be, it's how I was raised and by the looks of it, I'm getting married into a family with the same beliefs.

Here goes nothing.

I stare into those green eyes, they look cold and intimidating most of the times and now it's even worse than other days.

We only know each other two months and within these months we planned the wedding and never really talked to one another. Only hi and goodbye.

I close my eyes and breathe in deep. I let all the breath out and do as I practiced.

Smile brightly.

"I do."