CLASSY MOTHERF*****S.

Chapter Forty: The Ending

* A WEEK LATER *

I was forced to do but nothing and stay in the house which is against my will. I don't know what happened to Luke or any news about him and until now I did nothing but cry about it. I haven't seen Calum since I left that day. I can't believe I'm a coward. I can't believe everything has led into this.

I didn't bother to do anything to make the situation worse for the past few days. Mother kept her word and signed paper works that'll release Luke from her press charges. That calmed me down a bit but everything else is peachy.

Today's the day I've been dreading to happen.

My wedding day.

Mother insisted that we should continue with the wedding as soon as possible so I wouldn't have any more ideas to stop it.

She hasn't brought up anything about the abortion yet. Which made me feel relief. I don't know what she's scheming but I know that it'll not end the way I want it to. As much as I could I took care of myself for the baby. I ate properly and even asked Nana to buy me multivitamins. Anything to help me right now because I obviously need it.

I sat quietly in my room. Everyone inside it, frantic to get me dolled up for this special day.

I sighed as I stare at myself in the mirror. My reflection all caked up. I can't even recognize myself.

My hair being pulled into curls once in a while and flowers being stuck unto it to perk it up.

"Smile, honey. Its your wedding day! You must be thrilled!" The hairdresser my mother hired judged my shoulder. Her pearly whites showing, eyes glimmering.

"You have no idea" I sighed sarcastically but she didn't notice it as she continue with her work.

After a minute or two, I was asked to change my clothes to the my wedding gown.

I did so and it fit perfect like a glove.

Everyone inside the room who's helping with my preparation looked at me in awe, a few gasps was heard but I don't even know this people to thank them for their reaction and appreciation of how I looked like to begin with so I just stood there.

"Here-" a brunette handed me my bouquet. A bunch of baby's breath perfectly round out together in a perfect sphere like shape and stems pulled together in a light lilac kind of ribbon.

I guess the theme of this wedding is lilac and garden like since the reception is going to happen at the Hood's backyard.

"It's time to go" a tall model like woman with jet black hair and bangs exclaimed as she looks at the clock. "Ready?" She nods my direction.

As if I have a choice?

I nodded.

Soon enough the girls behind me are trying to help me climb up the car, being careful enough to not get the tail of my dress which is exaggerately long caught by the car door.

The ride towards the church was silent. I shed a few tears but wiped them away gently before anyone could see.

Once we arrived the church I was led towards the back. There was some kind of waiting room in it. I wasn't shocked to see my mother sitting on one of the couches, wearing an ankle length lilac dress. Face caked up as well and a white shawl on both of her shoulder, hands pressed towards her ear. Ignoring me upon my arrival.

Outside the church, I noticed people who are already waiting as they make their way in the church. Cars were parked down the road and everyone seems to be joyous. I don't even know these people. Why would they even know or even attend my wedding? Oh yeah that's right! Its because I have a selfish, arrogant mother who wants to be drowned in riches and attention of people she doesn't even know. They want everyone to be jealous of her for looking all perfect.