Pure Bliss

24. A Wedding Day From Hell

It was my wedding day, I was so excited, I was more excited about becoming Mrs.Hernandez.
Nobody is going to ruin this day for me, not even over my dead body, whoever does, I'll make them pay.
My mum walked into the room, I didn't know how to do my hair or anything, luckily, mum come to my rescue.
She began putting my hair into braids, to wrap around my bun, It looked breathtaking.
I went to hug my mum, but she held up a finger, as if to say 'hold on a second'.
She seized her bag, whilst clutching onto a couple of blue flower clips, they was pretty.
Mum placed them under my bun, "you've got to wear something old, something borrowed, something blue. It's wedding tradition" mum said
I hugged mum tightly, It meant a lot to me, that she was here.
I never would've thought, the past 21 years of my life, I would have my mum by my side.
As well as, my dad, my brother.
"Thank you mum, for coming" I cried
Mum hugged me even tighter, we've grown a closer bond since the day she turned up, It was nice to have a family around me for once, who truly cares.

"Let's do your make up, before you make me cry" mum replied
I sat down, mum started clutching at make up brushes, my mum used to work as a stylist alongside being a make up artist.
I've always wanted her to have a salon of her own, where she's free to do anything she wants, besides, having her own income.
After my mum had finished, I looked into the mirror, I didn't recognise myself.
I got up, trying not to cry, I waved my hands in my face trying not to cry.
"You okay?" Mum asked
"Yes, I'm fine. Damn hormones" I cried
"Thank you mum" I replied
Mum smiled, I adored her, It was a shame I didn't spend my whole life with her.
So now, I'm cherishing the moments I do have with her, cause these moments are precious.
I strode towards my dress, I clutch onto it, whilst walking into the bathroom.
I put it on, now I feel like a princess, I had never felt happier.

I walk out of the bathroom, my mum puts her hand over her mouth, then starts jumping up and down.
"You look so beautiful" mum cried
Mum starts to cry, I walk over to her, hugging her tightly.
"Come on mum, you aren't ruining my mascara" I said
We strode out towards the garden door, mum walked into the garden, looking for a seat.
Suddenly, Lion appeared, he placed his arm over mine.
"You look pretty, you ready to do this?" Lion asked
I looked at him, I started to smile, "I'm ready, just don't let me fall on my face" I cried
Lion began to laugh, I gave him a glare. "never V, I'm always here to catch you, when you fall" Lion smiled
That made my heart melt, tears started to form in my eyes, damn bloody hormones.
I was 10 weeks already, pregnancy was kicking me up the arse, I felt all my emotions exploding.
I started to walk outside, at the end of the aisle, I saw the man I was going to marry.
From enemies to lovers, our love blossomed, anybody could see that, just with a simple stare.
We was like twin flames, he was my ride or die, I was his.
From the first time I had met him, he was arrogant, cocky, ruthless, cold. But he became more; caring, loving, gentle, & kind.
Only I saw that side to him, I loved all of his flaws, EVERY SINGLE ONE.
I stood in front of my future husband, exchanging vows, this felt very special.
This felt real, I had never gotten married before, so was all new to me.

Falling in love again, was new to me.
"You may now kiss the-"
As the priest went to finish, I turned around, grabbing my gun quickly.
The Russian mafia had surrounded us, I wasn't going to let them take me, I would fight with every ounce of my body.
Unexpectedly, the New York Mafia turned up, surrounding the Russian mafia.
Alongside, our team, with guns aiming at their heads.
Shots were fired in every direction, I ripped the bottom of my dress, so I could fight.
Unexpectedly, I saw Riccardo, what the fuck?!
I thought I had killed him, he must've got rescued, I froze for a moment.
Reminiscing the time, that I had stabbed him, he had betrayed me.
I look at him like he was my enemy, he wasn't my brother anymore, he lost that privilege, the moment he had injured me.
I began to fight, I cut his arm, he went to punch me, I ducked.
I kicked him in the stomach, I stabbed him over and over again.
No tears was shed this time, no remorse felt, no pain experienced.
I got up, picking up my knife, fighting every man that came my way.
The sound of bullets being fired, the agonising pain of people who are dying for the mafia, the bodies scattered across the field, which could make a leaning tower.
I got up scanning the area, looking for Lion, alongside Diego.
"Nurses! Take in any survivors, treat them immediately please" I begged
They began placing bodies onto the stretcher, where the fuck are those two?
I kept looking, holding onto faith, at last I found Lion.

I checked his pulse, that was a sigh of relief, he's alive.
I seized him, as well as, placing him onto the stretcher.
I hope he survives, I cannot lose my brother, I keep looking for Diego.
I finally found him, I check his pulse, thank god! he's still breathing.
I drag him across the field, placing him onto the stretcher, I run across the field, looking for mum.
At last, I found dad, is he breathing?
I check his pulse, he's alive, thank god!
I drag him, whilst placing him onto the stretcher myself, I had help.
The nurses know I'm pregnant, so they helped me, during these rough times, help goes a long way.
I find mum, I check her pulse, oh no!
"Mum?! Don't die on me please, I've only just got you back. Please don't go"...