Checkmate

Demons

"Hurry up and make babies!" Some old lady with a scarf who was apparently my aunt says as she passes by me.

I gulp "is there anything more terrifying than this?" I ask Abigail

She shrugs "birth?"

By now she knew about the baby I had lost only a day ago. She was kind to me but I could see the pity written all over her face.

I press down my dress and look into the mirror admiring Abigail's work with my make up.

I press her into a hug "Thank you for doing this, I feel like I've lost so much" I press my hands to my stomach and take a seat in the chair before the vanity.

"No crying! You'll mess all my work up!" She tries to make me laugh "You lost a baby Madeline but today is your wedding day and it will be hard but promise me you will atleast try to enjoy it.

I smile "I'll try" I lied through my teeth but seemed to make her happy. Abigail left me to get dressed herself and suddenly the pain and the lost returned, I felt the emptiness in my stomach grow larger every second that I was alone.

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Abigail POV

"Woah" I hear Michael enter the room and stand by the door. He stares at me as I stand in the in front of the mirror trying desperately to close the zipper.

He laughs "Sweetheart you look like a monkey" he walks over and zips up the dress slowly, his finger tips brushing against my back.

He kisses my neck and wraps his arms around my waist "Abigail if there is anything you need to tell me"

I sigh "There is but I'm afraid of your reaction"

I lead him to the small sofa sitting in the corner of the room "please don't be angry with me or Alessandro.. I asked him to keep it a secret"

Michaels expression turns from anxious to worrisome within seconds. "What are you talking about my love"

I press my lips to his and let hims hold me to his chest. How I loved this man..he was everything I wanted and so much more and yet I couldn't trust him with something so important.

"Antonio" I choke out his name, each letter burning my tongue "do you remember when we were on vacation in Italy and you and Alessandro went out so I could have some me time?"

He nods "I don't understand"
I place my hand on top of his and take a deep breathe, "Michael, Antonio was drunk and he needed help, I invited him in and tried to sober him up but he was saying such strange things"

His eyes follow mine as he tries to understand what I was trying to stay. "Just tell me Abigail"

"He said I was such a good wife and I was so pretty" tears find their way down my cheeks, my heart beating faster, "I tried to be kind but he wouldn't stop, his hands were on me and he held me down" I gulp trying to finish but the air kept escaping my lungs.

"He attacked me Michael" I gulp for air "he raped me" sobs rip through my body. They tear at my spine and ripple across my chest.

Michael stares at me, his expression blank "why didn't you tell me?"

"I was afraid of what he would do to me or you if I did" I stand up and move away from him "I only told Alessandro after I found out I was pregnant a month later"

Michael stands and runs his hands over his face, trying to hide his tears "you mean to tell me that we were having sex and you never once felt the need to tell me?!"

I shriek "please don't yell at me..I had to make sure you wouldn't find out no matter what" I take a deep breathe and look at the floor.

"If Isabelle isn't yours I-"