A wedding

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(Finale part 2)
Pacifica POV

Sitting up in bed I winced feeling the aftermath of Mabel's so-called discipline.

It was our wedding day. A day I dreaded and yet if I asked myself just a few weeks ago how I felt about marrying Mabel I would have been ecstatic.

And yet here I am. Struggling to get out of bed making sure I make no sudden movements to not re-open my wounds walking towards the bathroom

Once inside I locked the door behind me covering my eyes from the bright light that lit up the marble and gold bathroom

It's been three weeks since Mabel decided to take over the world in the name of love. And boy was it a stressful three weeks

From the fact I was incapacitated for a whole four days because of the amount of blood I lost. As well as the pain and trauma from Mabel

To look at her. Hell in the first week whenever she would get mad at me I would break down into tears begging her not to hit me.

And for most sane people that would make their hearts break. And yet Mabel, she seemed to relish in the look I gave her

Watching me with a grin as I would fall to my knees and cling to her legs begging her

"I wish I listened to Gideon" tears began to stream down my face as I looked at myself in the mirror

From the dark circles under my eyes. To the scratch on my face and ruffled hair and pale skin I looked like an undead

Looking only an inch down onto my shoulders. Bite marks and black and blue bruises could be found

And on my stomach, black bruises and cuts were scattered all around  covered by blood-stained white bandages

I slowly took the bandages off wincing ever so often when my hand would accidentally brush up against the bruised skin

Once done I tossed the bandages into the trash looking at the sea of black and blue I began to tear up again

I felt a bit of rage fill me. As I continued to stare at the scarred tissue

"What did I do to get a life like this? I wish I never met Mabel " chocking on my tears I rested my head against the marble counter

"You know that's not a very nice thing to say about your fiancée" my head snapped up looking back Mabel stood behind of me

A smile on her face that well his the rage she felt

"Mabel. I didn't hear you come in I.." my words were cut short as I felt Mabel's fist connect with my stomach. The wind being knocked out of me I could feel blood fill my lungs and rush up to my mouth

"You know I hate having to discipline you. But some things just have to happen." Sliding down onto the floor I held my stomach

Blood dripping down my chin "now what are you supposed to say"

Muttering all the strength I had I sat up "I'm sorry" a smile on her face Mabel ran her fingers through my hair

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