Love her, Save her, Don't Die. [A Mortal Kombat Romance Fanfiction]

Chapter 6 part 2- Forgive me, Marshall. I must accept my fate..

Playlist for this part of chapter 6:

1.Time of Dying by Three Days  Grace

2.Beautiful Bride by Flyleaf

3. Pet by A Perfect  Circle

4. Hopeless by Breaking Benjamin

5. My Immortal by  Evanescence Rock Version

6.Imperfection by Skillet

7.Understanding by Evanescence 

8. Forgive me by  Evanescence

Elements in this part of chapter 6: Love, anger, pain, small humor, violence/gore, marriage, abuse, blood, pregnancy.

 Kitana's P.O.V. 

The wedding was right on schedule, the sun beginning to set over the mountains, giving everything, as Carly always say, a cornbread-with-honey-butter-spread-over-it glow. I was standing near the bottom of the steps at the Pyramid of Argus, where my soon-to-husband awaited at the top of it. The girls were in front me, wearing pretty gold dresses with their hair in waves, yet Lacey's hair remained the same curly style. My hair was in a high ponytail but it was braided with one lock on the right side of my face in a pretty curl, lightly touching my waist, my makeup was done: Smokey eyeliner, red lipstick and some powder to give my pale skin a glow. I stared at the designs made at the top. The torches all lit, gold, red and black tables and other things at weddings. I felt my knees shook, and swallowed the gum I was chewing to keep myself calm. Crap. I held the black and red rose bouquet, and pressed my lips together. I can do this.   

The wedding theme for the bride began to play, but changed to something else. October by Evanescence. I grinned a little, knowing it was the guys. Dad was right by my side, and I held his arm tightly. I just really hope I don't fall, or I back out and run away. Run into his arms, apologizing and asking him to change me into the undead. I exhaled deeply, and heard a rush of wind, whispering: You hold the answer to save yourself. My baby? I frowned, glad my face is concealed by the thick, red veil. We all started to walk slowly up the stairs, that are covered with dried blood and broken bones, our heels crushing it. I closed my eyes as I could hear each moan of agony from the people who are just waiting for this to be over up these steps. Mostly Mileena. "Why does it have to be at the Pyramid of Argus?" She whined. "Why can't it be somewhere that doesn't involve a huge ass flight of stairs?"

 I ignored her, and let my mind wander. Am I really making the right choice here? I broke Marshall's heart, probably hurt my best friends because they gave me a huge lecture the other night, hurting Caro and Orin who say they'll protect me when I know how dangerous Daegon is. Hurting the baby possibly if I get hurt, and myself. I've been hurting myself ever since, lying, making myself look good in the mirror. Hurting everything, and everyone, all because I fell for him. Marshall did call me his angel, but it appears I've fallen. I clenched the bouquet until my fingers began to bleed (I was wearing fingerless satin gloves with lace), and began to ascend more up the steps, for about twenty minutes as it began to cool into the evening with still signs of light, and I looked at the scenery: Red and gold satin chairs and black tablecloths, in the centerpiece being a candle surrounded by flowers of the theme, a huge white arch with black and red roses woven into it with green vines, and baby's breath. Torches lit. There was a long table with the three-heart shaped tier marble cake with butter-creme black-and-white icing. And there, right in front of me, is Taven on the left side of Daegon—he looks so beautiful tonight— who was wearing a tux with a rose corsage, his dark hair slicked back, making his dragon tattoo have a certain glow in the setting sun. He had his arms behind his back, and the attire is really revealing his muscles, smiling his cute smile, and I felt my heart beat faster as I stared in those warm brown eyes.