Scars Left By Memories - Book II

Nineteen

I feel a strong tug on my hair as Halle finishes up the rest of my braiding. Until my hair was released from her grip. I stood up, with my white robe on. Halle clapped when she saw the final results on me.

"Now for the dress that Sofia had been dying for me to show you. She said since it's your last dress. It's going to be the best once she had or at least the most simplest one." Halle explains. I nodded my head, very excited to see the results.

Halle walks over to the closet. Pulling out a dress that was wrapped in plastic. I couldn't see it in its full potential. Until draped off the dress. I finally saw it. Beautiful and exquisite as many of the selections and choices that Sofia had made for me. But this one was simple.

The dusty pink and low v-neck in the front. The length probably reached my ankles. A simple split in the front of the dress. Made it all seem surreal. I couldn't help but smile, but soon after realize that, I was soon not going to be able to wear this elegant dresses to every single event I arrived to me.

"It's so beautiful." I said. But our enjoyment of noticing the beauty of the dress was interrupted when the door opened behind me. I turned around. Finding Martinez. "Hey."

"You ready to choose?" Martinez questions with a serious glance on his face. Bringing myself back to reality with the fact, after they had taken Nikolay and Marco. They brought them both back here and it was my choice to decide what would happen to them. Mostly because of what Marco had done to me.

"Yeah." I frowned when answering. I turned giving Halle my index finger, indicating to give me a minute. I followed Martinez out of the room, pulling the door shut behind me.

Following him down the hallway, until we reached the area where the guys would train. I found Nikolay and Marco still against the blue walls, tied up. I found Francisco, Rafael, Lee, and Dakota all there. Francisco sat the bottom of the steps while the other three sat on the steps above him.

"Remember this is all up to you Sage." Martinez said, pressing his hands against my back, before joining the others on the steps. I walked over to Marco first. I had plenty of things to say to him, but he only deserved a couple of words.

I placed my right hand over my left hand. Trying to not burst out into tears. I couldn't even bare to look over at Francisco or the rest of the guys.

"Marco, you have scarred me for life. But you did not make me feel weak. Just extremely disgusted at your actions and anything negative that comes your direction. I will feel no remorse for you. And I won't ever forgive you for what you done. This might be the only way for me to even possibly forget a small portion of what happened." I said. "Which is why, I want you dead."

Soon enough after my words. Rafael and Lee already head down towards me. Grabbing Marco. As they had taken him to the room besides where Marco was seated originally. They closed the door behind them. I shut my eyes. Before glancing over at Nikolay.

He gave me an uncaring look. I turned towards Francisco. He didn't even look at me or Nikolay. We had discussed about this problem. And Francisco made it seem like, he wouldn't be against my opinion. But he didn't know what he would do if I gave Nikolay another chance.

That's when I made my decision.

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Halle zips up the back of my dress. I glanced at the mirror. Noticing how low the front was. But I didn't have too much to show. Not saying I was flat or too-breasted. Just in the middle.

I kneel down nearly slipping my foot into my cream heels with clear straps. I walked over to the large body mirror I had set up in the corner of my bedroom. I sway around the bottom of my dress like a princess. But that was not the look I was headed for.