Broken (Completed and editing)

I have made my decision.

Veronica's POV:-

I was naive enough to fall for all the crap he had pulled up when I was hurt. What bullshit!

How could I miss it. His presence at dads office and then all the drama that followed in the next few days after I had lunch with dad. Was I so dumb that he had to look in my eyes and tell me I look with my eyes and not brain to realize this was all preplanned, waiting to be in action.

What if Aaron was right? If it was all my mistake saying yes.

I should just get out of here. I know if I do this, if I marry him I would lose the tiny bit of sanity I have left in me.

It's mind numbingly annoying that I am forced to do what my father wants without telling me why. I have to find out what he is hiding from me.

Doing whatever he wants has not been able to crack the wall that mom's death put between us. Why did I think this would?

I should just get in a bus and get back home, its the only thing I can do now. But what will happen after I leave? What if dad comes back home and bring me back. I have signed those papers after all. Marriage does not mean I legally have to live with him. I know it's stupid to think that though the aspect can be very well explored given the current situation but whats more important. Dad's pride in me or the legality of the document.

What I do know is that this marriage is not so simple its probably a bussiness contract and one minute aspect of it is that the lifestyle my father provided me up until now will most probably stay same if not elevate. Which offcourse was never an issue in my point of view.

I don't even want to think of the consequences of runnung. I cannot go, no I cant go at least not like that and certainly not alone. I cant take such a big step. Dad's respect is at stake here.

I was currently in the barn hiding behind the hay bale and sobbing uncontrollably. It was impossible to stop the cries. THESE FUCKING TEARS AND CRIES ARE WHAT MAKE ME WEAK!!!.

I have never been able to do anything in my life. Dad still can't forget mom. I never moved on. He never moved on. I couldn't do anything about HIM for two years and even when it had crossed limits, I could only run. I was weak enough that I couldn't even tell Bren. I couldn't stop Aaron from making his way in my life forcefully. Over the course of 20 years I've never been sucessful in gaining any sort of long lasting happiness.

It's always fear of abdonment and runing from changes that could make me happy.

I was all wet sticky and the hay was now sticking on my clothes.

"Why would she come in here? Veronica?...see she is not here!" I heard a very familiar voice and my sobs came to a halt, magically.

"I just thought she might be here seeing as that dickhead to-be husband or already husband-of her's seemed weird as in like he did something bad. Am I not allowed to have a bad feeling?" another familiar voice came and I started standing up to meet them, I missed them a lot.

"OH MY GODDDDDD!!!! WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY......HUSBANDD!!!!!" The screaming came from my very own Caroline. Dear lord! now I have to deal with her first. "SHE IS MARRYING AARON?!?! WHY DID I NOT KNOW OF THIS? OH MY GOD WHAT IS WRONG WITH HER?"

When I came out from behind the hay Eric looked like a scared conered cat desperately looking for a way out and Care was staring him down.

"Guys?" Both of them turned immediately at my cracking voice.

I couldn't help but run over to them and hugged both of them at the same time. "I missed you both so much." and the sobs returned yet again, not really magic after all.