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"He kissed her. Without warning. Without permission. Without even deciding to do it, but simply because he couldn't have done anything else. He needed the breath she was holding. It belonged to him and he wanted it back"

Veronica's POV:-

It is so strange that autumn is so beautiful, yet everything is dying. I had always been fond of winters and autumn. Its beyond me why that is. Probably because they bring silent days when you really have a chance to think. Really reflect on yourself.

My arm looped around dad's walking with him, down this isle, yet feeling nothing at all.

I couldn't fathom what all the buzz is about neither why do brides feel like the worlds most important person in their wedding. My feelings lay else where. I was a goat being taken to a stage to that all these people could sacrifice me.

If not for dad holding my hand I probably would have face palmed a wall or would have tripped and fallen down.

During this brief walk towards Aaron. I could only remember how I met him and how dad convinced me to marry him. Right before this while I stood infront of the mirror, there was something that I could not recognize about myself. My eyes were different, they were questioning me.

Screaming at me. Why can you not stop this? Are you so weak?

I had no answer. I had nothing in return for the panic they had. I had nothing to offer when they searched for my mother as I walked down the isle.

I remember how stunned my best friend was when she woke up and saw me still here. She looked at me with confusion clear on her face. But she didn't ask me anything. She knew I was in no position to answer.

When I was getting ready I put on this beautiful gown as if a dead body being prepped for it's funeral. The so called makeup artists Aaron's grandmother called-did my makeup and hair and Care sat behind on the bed looking at me blankly.

I could see the look in her eyes telling me "Stupid, you should have gone when you had the chance. Why?" I could see her disappointment. Ashley and Lindsey were still in the dark about the current situation. I thought why bother them and see them worry for me when they could not change this, I'm sure once its done Care would tell them.

Brenda and James came early in the morning and it seemed as if she came to me with the last amounts of power I would need for this God forsaken day. She probably knew something was off but I think she might ask me later. But later is when she cant save me from this at all. How can she help me when I would be bound by this relation.

How do I even ask her help when I've been nothing but inconsiderate about the fact that she deserved to know the day I left home to come here. I could see the dissapointment on her face.

What happens after this is something beyond me and mind numbingly scary. I just want to go back home and forget this ever happened I'm sure I would be adjusted to this situation till I finish studying.

I have silently prayed since last night-when I hit the bed-that please God just let me return to my normal life as it was.

Though I knew that things would change like I would be called Mrs Aaron Flynn. Maybe I would just attend parties with Aaron just for the heck of it or my name would be used to just let people know that Aaron is settled shocking the flock of his eyelash batters. I'd be the showcase wife trophy for him. This has to do everything with business. My marriage to Aaron Flynn is a business and that fact is something I've seen in everybody's eyes here maybe somewhere even behind Aaron's grandparents eyes.

The ladies man Aaron Flynn would be a settled man now, his personality, his ways were never hidden from me. I had seen his name on the news papers on websites-numerous of times, but I know better than to use someone's past as their weakness. Not sure that his past could even be used as his weakness or was there even a scandlous past. The media industry is derangedand can and will do anything for ratings, its nothing new. I've only been a casual reader.

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