'You can only run so much from me love.' He whispers into my ear. Who knew men whispering could be so hot, wait it's not men, it's this man.
I slowly step back until the rough surface of the wall comes into contact with my open back. At the slight t...
A/N Guess what! Double update! IM ON A FUCKING ROLL BITCHES. Anyways make sure you read the last chapter as I know with double updates sometimes Wattpad stuffs it up. Anyways hope you all enjoy this chapter and don't forget to vote and comment! - B
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Nothing about this is what I imagined it to be. I was currently getting my hair done for my wedding. Yes, my fucking wedding. The make-up artists had a rough job of covering up my eye bags and puffy eyes from the countless nights of staying up until 4am watching romance movies with Adessa and crying. It was fun while it lasted, but now it's over. Glancing down at my left hand, the diamond ring weighed down on me, metaphorically and literally. It weighed a fucking ton and it was like I was constantly giving my fingers a work out, but the meaning of the ring weighed me down mentally. This ring meant I was an object of someone, I was their wife to be shown on display however they pleased.
Physically the ring wasn't even pretty, it was an almond shape encrusted with large diamonds all around it. I've always wanted an oval shape with simple diamonds and something meaningful like initials. My wedding dress was a long white gown which flowed behind me for what felt like miles. It's absolutely breath taking. I can't lie, but it's just not me. The dress alone cost over $4500. I felt it was unnecessary, but papa said otherwise. Behind me, an old friend of my mother's, Maria, was doing my hair, she allowed me to cry on her shoulder, it was quite therapeutic honestly. Behind me, the doors opened revealing two gorgeous girls. Alessia and Adessa. I decided I want them to be my bridesmaids, Adessa because she was the one person to hold me throughout those restless nights, and Alessia because we clicked instantly, even though I've only known her for a short period of time, it's felt as if I've known her for forever.
These past couple of days have been fucking chaotic, the wedding was being held out our house so there have been so many interior designers and construction workers working on making the place look stunning. There will be over 300 people attending the wedding as this is an official alliance between the Spanish and the Italian Mafia's. Not only do we have to take vows to 'love' each other for all of eternity, but we need to swear into each other's Mafia's. By now my hair is done, it is out and has some slight wave patterns in it, I just wanted to go for a simple look, so my makeup was pretty similar as well. I say thank you to Maria as she packs up her stuff and gets ready to leave.
There is some rustling nearby and a few people walk out, then walking in is my father. Over the past couple of days I have tried to make amends with him as I hate holding grudges against people, but it's just not the same as it used to be. Standing up, I walk over him and hug him. Neither of us say anything but we don't need to, we stay like this for a while before he steps back.
"Es hora de ir Mil." (It's time to go Mil.) He mutters, I can tell this is ripping him apart but it's too late now. I hold onto his arm and push through the doors. The wedding is outdoors, we walk through this beautiful path of pebbles and flowers until we get to the sheltered venue. The venue is covered in gorgeous flowers and small lights, the place looks ethereal, decorated with plants. This is what I would imagine the garden of Eden would be like, minus the whole getting married to a stranger part. The cover that has been put up is decorated with small lights, plants and different textiles, behind the altar you have the view of the lake which is behind our house.
Walking down the aisle, classical music flows through my ears, and for the first time in weeks I feel a sense of peace and calmness within myself. The soft white velvet carpet underneath my shoes gives me a sense of tranquillity, it reminds me of when my parents had their 20th anniversary vows ceremony.
FLASHBACK
I am walking mama down the aisle with my pretty pink dress, it has pom poms and flowers decorating them, holding a basket of flowers, I have red flower petals while Adessa has white. Adessa is on the other side of mama, I can see papa in front of us, he is crying. Why is he crying? I hear mama sniffle and look up to her, she is crying as well. Is someone dying? Did someone get hurt? Mama looks down at me, she crouches down and whispers to me. "It's alright baby, nothing's happening, mama's happy, that's why she's crying" I nod in understanding and continue walking as mama gets up. The velvet carpet under my feet is so soft I want to sleep on it, as mama walks off papa says, "I love you Milena".
"I love you Milena, you have to know that, I will always love you." Papa whispers in my ear, his voice is full of sincerity and it cracks my heart open so much more. Turning around, papa walks down to his seat. I'm at the Altar, with Arlo Marino in front of me. He looks down at me and I swear I see the faintest smile on his face. Placing my hands in his waiting ones, they engulf me with warmth and security. I feel safer holding him, it feels weird. My whole life I have been dependent but now it feels like I need him to be holding me.
The priests start saying his speech, I slightly drone out as I look around the crowd, I only recognise a few faces, but the ones I do recognise comfort me. Dragging my eyes back to Arlo, he is saying his vows, he sounds like he has rehearsed this thousands of times, then comes my turn. Just as I am about to repeat my vows, it feels like something is lodged in my throat, as if I lost my voice. I take a deep breath in and start repeating the vows. It feels like I'm on autopilot, just doing whatever I'm told to do.
The vows have now been said, I feel someone take my hand gently and slide a cold band on my ring finger, I do the same for Arlo. Nothing about this feels genuine, it feels like a show we are doing just for an audience, I guess it is though. I look up at Arlo, knowing this is the moment I have been dreading the most. Leaning up towards him he looks down at me, for a second I feel like running away and never coming back, but I know that's not possible. Reaching up for his cheek we exchange a deep sensual kiss. For a second, everything feels real, the raw emotion, the angst, everything. But as soon as it started it stopped. I felt cold without his warm lips on mine, I felt empty. The crowd burst into cheers. Looping my arm in his, we walk down the aisle towards the sleek black limousine waiting at the end of the path, slowly all the cheering fades into emptiness as I sit inside.
A/N I tried something new today, how'd we like the flashbacks? If you guys liked them, I might add more of them in the future.
Anyways, I've never been to a western wedding so I had to research some shit to do this but I think I did ok, how did you guys think I did, lmk if I have to add anything.
Anyways hope you all have an amazing day and don't forget to vote and comment, I want to here you thoughts. Love you guys.
- B
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