Words I never said (Forced MARRIAGE)

Chapter 10

Each step I took towards the soft chatter, my heart shattered a fraction. Sinking in deep towards my gut. It's just an arrange marriage Summer, you can just divorce him later on. No one said it was forever right?

You know in your chest, when you feel a cosmic void, not even sadness because that would be something, just an emptiness, so extremely terrifying, you always try to turn from it. You cannot escape it, because that is all there is.

That's how I feel right now! We made it in the ballroom, there were people dancing on the dance floor, laughter filling the room.

Damon's eyes caught my attention first, his brown globes bombarding me with questions. I lowered my eyes, following Lucida as she approach my father and soon to be parents in law.

"Bella..."

A boy with blonde hair and blue eyes spoke, eyes wide and shocked as I stared at him, why does he look so familiar? He was in one of those 'man in black' suits, standing in front of his parents.

"Edward....?"

"what is this twilight?" a replicate version of the Edward spoke. I looked at Edward, then the other one. Twins? They are Twins? There's two of them.... Identical twins?

"t-there i-is two o-of you...?" I somehow choked out gazing at two looking Edwards, from their hair, eyes, even costume was the same. Wait I thought I'm marring Charles, not Edward?

I stared at the twins eyes wide with shock and disbelief, "you know eachother?" a voice that seems like Lucida asked, but I was too stunned to answer. Her words seems to fade, what is going on?

"no we don't" the first Edward lied innocently, what does he mean by that? My mouth formed an O as it registered in my mind. I meet him at the party, so if he would've said that, I would sure be in so much trouble.

Edward smirked, knowingly as if he read my mind causing me to lower my gaze. "Summer this is Chase Stevenson," Lucida mentioned to Edward, he shot me a dazzling smile showing his straight white teeth and dimples.

I shook his hand, and watched as he brought my hand to his lips placing a small lingering kiss. I blushed furiously, trying to keep the stupid smile from breaking out. Finally he dropped my hand not before giving me a wink, using his feminine eye lashes.

"nice to meet you Summer" he spoke, my name rolling of his tongue easily.

"and this is Charles Stevenson," she mentioned towards the grumpy looking twin, he brought my hand towards his lips placing a small peck there, before dropping it immediately.I was actually glad he didn't take his time like his brother, but I had this strange feeling inside.

"would you like to dance?" Charles asked, his voice low and soft, the blue eyes asking for permission. I nodded my head briefly, before he took my hand in his dragging me towards the dance floor.

A hand was placed on my waist, while the other held my right hand just below shoulder length whilst I had one of my own on his shoulder, as we waltz away. Charles and I glided on the dance floor, eyes locked to one another.

His- I'm going to marry him? His my husband? I mean he is not ugly or anything, in fact his the opposite of ugly. I guess this god like body does run in the family.

But a guy like that could choose any girl he wanted, so why choose me? I look like an ugly duckling, compared to him.

My eyes dragged themselves to his perfectly shaped nose, ok seriously? Even his nose is perfect, not too long or short looking, defining his strong jaw structures. I flickered my eyes towards his blue eyes.

Actually it's a pale blue colour and vivid, that makes me think of a laser beam or electricity. His eyes had a dark-blue rim around the iris, which holds an even mix of pale and white rays inside. Why is he so damn perfect? I asked myself stupidly as my eyes moved towards his moving lips. They look full, outlined by a light shade of pink. His going to be my husband? I'm going to kiss those lips..? but....

"my eyes are up here?" the lips moved, slowly turning into a smirk.

Oh shit, I lowered my eyes immediately fighting down another blush from coming. I can't believe I was just think about that. This caused my face to heat up so fast, I thought it was going to burn any minute now.

Charles cleared his throat causing me to look at him, his eyes penetrating mine with so much force then usual. Why is he looking at me like that? He slowly begun to kneel down, eyes never leaving mine.

When he was on the ground he took out a velvet plain crepe satin tiny box. Gasp and whispers started flooding the room, soft tune still playing in the background.

My heart completely stopped, I couldn't move, I couldn't speak I just stood there frozen watching as he revealed the rock inside. I was stunned at what was inside, a beautiful white golden elegant ring positioned neatly in the middle of the white holder.

My eyes moved towards his blue eyes that were staring back at me somewhat sadly, he looked apologetically yet angry in a way.

"Summer Berio Pavarotti," he spoke softly with so much emotions laced in his voice, "will you do the honour of becoming my wife?" those words were like a smack on the face, I can just feel it. He doesn't want this nor do I, but we have to do this for our family, our families business and our ancestors.

A tear fell from my eyes, not because I was happy, not because I was getting engaged. But because this was it. The moment of truth, the moment my father has been waiting for. This tear that shed, held my happiness, life, security inside and now... now it is shed from me, it is no longer mine, I am not that person anymore.

That tear was a goodbye to my freedom and happiness.

"yes" my voice spoke out, the moment those words left my lips I felt empty. Applaud and cheers begun flooding the room, but they seemed mute to my ears.

I couldn't hear anything, I can't believe I just did that. I can't believe I let father control me like this again? Charles plastered a fake smile on his face, as he slowly eased the ring on my finger making sure its secure.

I lifted the hand, gazing at the shinning band around my ring finger sparkling with the chandelier's glow. I'm engaged, I'm going to marry him. Charles Stevenson is going to be my husband.

My body was suddenly lifted in the air, Charles had his arms around my waist spinning me around laughing. I laughed as well, playing along with his 'perfect' plan.

I laughed though not because of the happiness within, but because of when I was young I dreamed of marring the one I love, the one that I trust. I laughed at my mothers lies, how she always told me that I held my life in my hands. I laughed at my fucking father, laughing in his face telling him that I could do it and lastly I laughed at myself. I laughed at how fucking stupid I am, and how selfless I am, I laughed at how I always do what I'm told, I laughed at how weak I am and continued to laugh.

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