The Untold (Unedited)

Who The Fu-

Annika's POV
"ANNIE BABY WAKE UP!" I hear someone yell from the other side of my eyelids. I jolt awake into a sitting position feeling frantic and puffy eyed only to find my mother and 'father' nearly rolling on the floor laughing.

"I'm sorry!" My mom says in between laughs. "Christopher told me how you did that in the car and I told him how I used to love doing that to you when you lived back home." She give one last sighing laugh and wipes a tear from her eyes and Christopher does the same.

"You have everything in the bathroom across the hall including a simple dinner dress waiting for you. It's now six o'clock and you have two hours to get ready so start. NOW!" I hope out of bed past my asshole parents and walk and stumble to the bathroom in my very tired state. Thankful for the shower I turn that on first so it can warm up while I relieve my bladder from all the liquids I had been holding for that long while. Quickly stripping I shower and wash everything as the feeling of how dirty I am finally hits me. I wash my hair and feel the knots from not brushing through the curls thoroughly. I get out and dry off just as I hoped I find a wide tooth comb on the counter next to all of my Cantu curl hair products.

Mom knows us well.

I grab my Cantu creams and run each of them through my hair thoroughly before combing my hair. Quickly I brush through the ends to the scalp making sure not to miss any knots or spots on my head. When I'm sure my hair is thoroughly brushed, combed, and moisturized I pick up the diffuser and slowly crunch my curls. It takes a long time and by the time I'm finished I still have to do makeup and put on my dress which I still haven't seen. I open the door a crack and stick my head out of the door.

"MOM! What time is it?" I ask hoping I didn't waste to much time.

"Seven twenty five. Hurry up!" She screams.

I slam and lock the door shut and get started on my makeup. I quickly finish my face and hope it looks good enough for the God I'm going to marry. Hopefully.

I grab the bag which holds my dress and unzip it. From the hanger it seemed beautiful but the details were accentuated when the dress was actually on. The silk off the shoulder sleeved wrapped loosely yet firm on my upper arms while the rest of the dress hugged me at my breast and midsection until it shot out into a cupcake shape creating the illusion that I had an hourglass figure. The best pet of the dress was that t was all black and plain with no jewels or frills. It screamed my name.

As I put on the diamond raindrop earrings my mother had laid on the counter for me along with the matching necklace a pounding at the door startles me nearly making me drop the necklace. I quickly open it and my mother is standing there in all of her Goddess beauty.

"Put on these black pumps and bring your ass. He's here." She says in an urgent tone. I feel the pressure suddenly. The air almost leaves my lungs but I snap myself out of it. Grabbing the shoes from her hands I slip the on and reapply my lipgloss before my mother basically pushes me down the stairs. When we've both reached the bottom steps I hear a new voice that I haven't heard before. The deepness of it sets it apart from any voice I've ever heard. My mother begins pulling me in the direction of the voices and I have the urge to stand a little straighter and that's exactly what I do. Getting closer to the voice I gain more confidence and it gives me the strength to pursue my walk towards my destiny.

Reaching the dining area, I hadn't noticed when I first came in, I find a young, gorgeous man sitting at the table next to my father. They seem to be in the middle of a serious conversation, but I can't help but admire how handsome he is. Everything about him seems to be perfect from the way his fingers close around each other to how his adam's apple moves when he talks. The real treat was when he looked my way when we walked further into the dining area. His black eyes searched my similar ones for something and it made my heart jump and my stomach twist. His hair fell into his eyes as he stared at me and with one push of his hand they astray hairs were placed back to where they were supposed to be. He stood up as we began to near our seats as did my father. If this wasn't Hades I might have to call all of this crap off.