𝘋𝘈𝘙𝘓𝘐𝘕𝘎.

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 11: ʙɪɢ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇ

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"Oh, me? We'll, I was, just, uh, at the market! Like I said! You should've looked harder!" Kanae defends, crossing her arms. Takahashi gritted his teeth, his eyes now glowing venomous green. Kanae smiled weakly, terrified. He sneered even more, still burning with rage, before he seemed to cool down.

Kanae took the eerie silence as a checkmate. He smirked, and bent down to her height "The wedding is tomorrow. I've already told everyone that it's tomorrow," he says. Kanae gasps, "But, you said, that it would be in three days!" she exclaimed, pushing him away. 

"Aww, Whatcha' gonna do? Cry about it?" he asks, fake whimpering.  Kanae turned, tears in her eyes. Takahashi sighs, "Why did I not expect this?" he complains, trying to give her a hug. She slaps him. He stumbles back, gripping his cheek in pure shock. He feels a warm, sticky substance drip of his face. He guess Kanae had scratched him while she slapped him. Kanae. He turns his attention, glaring daggers at fiancé. 

He mumbles a few slurs, but Kanae speaks up, "You think this is something laughable?! That you can make me love you by being a bitch and then apologizing whenever you please?! If you think so, you might as well dump me, you bastard!" she yells, veins popping in her face.

Kitsune gaped in shock, not believing that 'his' sweet little flower had just said that to him. Kanae swallowed, still crying, "There's no way out, huh?" she says suddenly, slumping to the floor, her legs flanking either side of her. She puts her hands to her face, weeping. Takahashi smirked, victorious. 

"Kanae, love, one more thing." he says, roughly grabbing her hand. Kanae tries to fight him, but he's too strong to pull away. Kanae follows him sadly. He's trying to take her to her room, for some reason. They go up the stairs. Kitsune looks back at her, but she looks away. Once they get up the stairs, he throws her against the wall.

"You bitch, look at me," he says coldly. Kanae turns her head, facing him. He scoffs, pressing his hand tightly, slightly suffocating her, before he pulled away, grumbling. At this point, Kanae was shaking with pure fear. She wanted to just go to Sanemi and his family. Where she could smile and blush, no faking whatsoever.

Even her own house was hell. Kitsune roamed like a lost puppy, sneering and yelling at the maids. But, whenever her parents were home, he was a complete angel. Softly speaking and shyly asking the maids for help when he needed it. He stopped, jolting her out of her thoughts. He didn't take her to the room, but the closet next to her room. 

"What were you hiding?" he asks, stopping his hand on the door. Kanae looks up, alarmed, "What?" she questions. Kitsune purses his lips, "The book," he says. Kanae smiles fakely, "Oh, When I was looking for a broach, I saw a book I wanted, and bought it from him. But, his memory was failing miserably, so that's probably why he said he didn't see me," Kanae says, saving herself smoothly. She was so lucky to have stuffed it into the back of her obi

Kitsune studies her, before madly looking away. He through the door open and stepped back. "Here, Kanae" he says, looking sideways. Kanae looks, to see a white dress with a low dip in the collar, revealing a large portion of the Mannequin's chest. The dress was supported by a thin strap that ran over it's shoulder. At the ends, small white butterflies were imprinted on it. It went down to her ankles, with a long train of white lace.

Kanae realized. This was her wedding dress. He was actually expecting them to get married. Kanae sighed, turning. "It's lovely, Takahashi," she says, gritting her teeth. Takahashi swallows, leaning against the wall, "You should get sleep so you look decent tomorrow," he huffs oddly, looking down.

"O- Okay ... ?" Kanae says, confused. She turns to her door, and shuts it roughly. She walks over to her bed, and plops down. She sighs, taking the diary from her obi. She lightly hides it in her drawer. Sniffing with sadness, she goes to the bathroom to take a shower.