Tears blinded my view. The autumn air howled causing a few strands of my hair to cover my face. The pain in my blood covered knee was unignorable now. I felt the tears flow down my cheek. I could hear a whistle from the police man following me. A fe...
The big day, had finally arrived, and I was feeling nothing, but dejected. I took a warm shower, and took in my surrounding, because I knew I wouldn't come back here ever again. I through on my bathrobe, and all at once, a bunch of people came into my room. The team worked together, and it took hours. Even though it was really pretty, and I could see myself walk down the isle with Marcus; I wasn't ready for my wedding tho.
After the hair and make-up, I stepped in my dress, put my heels on, and walked down the stairs where Abuela and all the rest were standing.
Her dress: (That you have already seen)
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Her Vail: (please ignore the lady, and the dress that the lady is wearing)
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Her shoes:
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Make-up and hair:
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Her bouquet:
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My eyes were fixed to the ground, and I clutched my bouquet as hardly as I could trying not to cry. "Won't you look at me one last time before leaving?" Abuela asked me, her voice breaking. I looked up to her face, and gave her a weak smile. Diego was the first one to hug me, "I'm going to miss you...mi hermana (my sister)" That was all I needed to be pushed towards crying, I couldn't keep it in anymore, thank god I was wearing water proof make-up. I hugged them in a group hug one last time, before walking to the limousine. I was supposed to sit alone in the car, but through out the whole car ride, I kept crying, wondering how Jake would treat me now.
I put the veil over my face, and walked to the room where the bride is supposed to wait before walking down the isle with her father. In my case, it was Marcus. I didn't want my father, who hasn't been there for me through my thick and thins, walking me down the isle. Instead I chose my somewhat like brother instead.
Marcus squeezed my hand before leaving to wrap his arm around my arm, "never change yourself....if Jake doesn't see what you are worth for, then he is a stupid as*hol*!" I chuckled at his comment and looked down when the orchestra started to play.
We both glided through, as people stood up for me. I never let my gaze wander anywhere else except the floor.
In the night:
I changed into Jake's shirts because my suitcase wasn't here yet. His shirt came up to my mid-thigh. I knocked on his office door, "Jake?" I asked peeking through the door. I went in and sat on his office chair, as I started to spin on it. Suddenly, the chair stopped spinning, and I was face-to-face with an angry Jake looking at me. His brown eyes turned black, making me want to curl up into a ball. "What are you doing here?" I flinched at his cold words, "well, it was late..." I trailed off, to scared to finish what I was going to say. He lifted me up, sat himself down, and put me on top of him. "You were scared, weren't you?" He cooed at me. I nodded into his chest as I put my arms around his neck. Before he could say anything, I slipped into my happy place.
