Dancing with the Devil || Complete

~Red~

Chapter 10

Nervous, excited, and hopeful. All these things I felt all at once.

Without my Mama, Olethea, and Anna I probably would have freaked out and exploded into a ball of madness.

*Haven't I already gone mad?...To think that I had actually fallen in love with the Devil himself, and I was actually, WILLINGLY ready to marry him let alone say that I love him with zero clarification if he even loved me back...well while he was sober at least.*

My thoughts kept running through my mind along with my emotions. I had to keep it together, if not I would ruin this gorgeous dress I had been made to try on. Probably the 100th dress this time today.

I was exhausted, mentally and physically. If only I wasn't so indecisive this wouldn't have been so hard.

A bang on the door releases me from my trance as I hadn't realized I was just staring into my reflection, into space.

"Agnola! Hurry up, per favore!" A whiny voice pleaded; Aj. I let out a huff.

Translation:(Please)

"Porcco cane Aj! Leave her alone give her time!" This time it was Rafael's voice.

Translation:(For God's sake!)

"Hey! What's taking so long?! Mama is looking for her!" I roll my eyes hearing Estefan, another one of my brothers coming near.

"Agnola can you please just come out already!? This has to be the last dress, I bet it's the perfect one and even if it isn't I don't CARE! Get out!!" This time it was Miguel.

I had forgotten that my four brothers were dragged along with us. Not my fault Mama made them, she wanted opinions from all of them.

I rolled my eyes. "Mamma Mia! It's not like I asked you guys to come! Ugh just hold on ok?! This is harder for you than ME!Stronzo's..." I sighed rolling my eyes.

Translation:({Mamma mia: My goodness!} | {Stronzo's: assholes}

"Che stai Facendo sciocchi's!? Leave our oprincipessa alone...take all the time you need Agnola..."

Translation:(What are you doing?)

I closed my lids, allowing another deep breathe in and out to calm myself.

Even Papa came and he wasn't even invited. Of course I loved him but buying my wedding dress didn't seem like something that would appeal to him. I was apparently, so very wrong.

"Grazie Papa. I'll be out soon just a sec."

Translation:(Thank you)

I turned to face my reflection once more. My eyes beamed at the sight. The corners of my lips reaching the inner corners so high it hurt. While the organ in my chest warmed.

*This is it...oh god...it's so beautiful...I feel so so beautiful...I pray that they love it just as much as I do...oh who am I kidding!? If they don't love this then hell I couldn't care less...I loved it...*

I smiled, trying to hold in the overwhelming sensations of happy tears from forming. Picking up my dress, I inhaled a long deep breathe taking baby steps toward the door, exhaling as I held the handle.

*I can do this...it's not even my wedding yet why is this so intense?! Oh God I can't even imagine what I'll feel how I'll feel when that day comes!! Aghhh! I need to STOP worrying about that and just focus!...*

I heard the click of the door as I twisted it open. Pushing it, I was shocked at what I was faced with on the other side.

There they stood. My brothers, and Papa all standing still. Awaiting my arrival, their eyes glistened as a smile made its way up each and every one of their lips. Papa looked as if he was about to burst into tears. They all did.