GREAT AROUSALS (THARNTYPE ONE-SHOTS 18+)

MY BF'S WEDDING

Tharn's pov

I was standing in front of the mirror getting ready for the wedding of my life, my love, my best friend and my boyfriend –type. Let me be clear, it was not our wedding but his and I was invited.

Well I ,type and Puifai have been best friends since grade 1 till today. I and type had already fallen in love but realized it only when we were in high school .we confessed to each other in 10th grade and became boyfriends. Pui Fai was a great wing woman who supported and helped us a lot. Type's dad was the leader of a mafia gang, his mother died when he was just a few months old but all this did not prevent me from loving him. Sadly we had to keep our relationship undercover and hidden from him as type warned me that if his father came to know about our relation he would make our life hell and we were too young to do anything against it. I always thought that sooner or later we could make our relationship public just like other couples. But unfortunately type's father got to know about our relation in the first year of college. The rest of the college years were like hell for us protecting each other and hiding away from type's dad's men. Just after graduation type's father forced him into a marriage with puifai who was the daughter of an ally of type's dad's mafia gang. Type's dad victor had threatened us that he would kill type if he didn't marry according to his will . my money ,the police and the government was of no use here as many official dignitaries were debited to victor.

Now you all must be thinking why am I even attending the wedding ??the reason is that type wanted me to come as I was his strength. He said that if he didn't see me on that day he would collapse because it was too much for him to bear. I agreed to bear this pain if it helped type.

I reached the venue, took a deep breath and walked towards the seating area for the audience I chose the corner most seat of the last row from where I could see the platform but it was quite difficult to see me from there. More guests started arriving. And finally type arrived with his dad surrounded by body guards. Well for that matter there was more security at the venue than the guests themselves. Victor was greeting all the corrupt dignitaries and officials while type was putting forwards an act of smiling genuinely so much so that even I who could see through his heart couldn't make out whether the smile was real or fake .

Only at the second glimpse I could see his broken heart that turned my own shattered heart into dust.

The atmosphere was lively and vibrant but hey I was numb I couldn't feel anything but sadness and pain that was worth bearing if landed type in a safe place. Before walking to the platform where the bishop was standing type looked at me through the crowd of people surrounding him and his helpless glance pierced my soul and I turned my head the other way round to prevent breaking down right there.

Type finally was standing on the raised platform. Victor was seated at one of the seats of the front row. Puifai's mother was seated in the second row. Finally puifai entered she too was faking a sweet smile. I remembered what she said before this forced marriage with type. this marriage was nothing but a pretend for the society and the parents, even though she would put the ring in type's finger infront of everyone but type's heart was still mine she had no right over type, type was all mine she said comforting me the night before.

Puifai walked down the aisle holding a bouquet of pink and white flowers and had her arms locked with her dad's she sure was looking beautiful. The bride's maids tailing her with baskets of flower petals.

I started imagining type at puifai's place and me standing at the platform waiting to make him officially mine. But all thanks to my fate I couldn't now ever be in that position. A tear drop streamed down my face which I wiped immediately but puifai and victor noticed it puifai couldn't do anything at that time but give me a comforting smile as if she was hugging and consoling me whereas victor smiled like a manic enjoying the misery we were going through.

The sound of applauses faded as soon as she reached where type was standing facing him eye to eye. Both of them glimpsed at me in unison but I turned my head the otherway or else my tears would have drowned the whole venue.

It was finally happening the priest was reading out some stuff. Finally he said "...........If any of you has a reason why these two should not be married, speak now or forever hold your peace."

On hearing this I felt a great urge to run to type and take him along with me in bridal style but did I never! Instead I got up from my seat and quietly paced to the washroom unnoticed by the rest of the people. My tears trailed my way to the washroom such was the flow of the water droplets from my eyes.

I slammed open the washroom door and leaned my head down to the sink putting my complete weight on my arms. I was crying uncontrollably I saw my own tears forming a puddle infront of my eyes. I was letting out just a small portion of my indescribable pain. I had no desire or energy to go back out I was wishing for my death but I had vowed on type and infront of him that I wouldn't even think of hurting myself nor would drink smoke or do drugs and waste my life. I knew that after this I will become like a emotionless robot if I lost type.

Pain was driving me insane as I rubbed the ring on my finger that type had made me wear when we got engaged secretly on my birthday while making love in the bed, that movement flashed in my mind and made me cry even more. We had promised each other never to remove these rings come what may. type was wearing that ring but not on his ring finger for today.

I imagined what would be going on outside, type and puifai must have made each other wear the rings. It hurt a lot. Tears never left my eyes.

If only I was  powerful enough to fight for an " us", if only I was capable enough to protect type............

I deserved this as I was not able enough and worthy of type.....

My fate and my destiny did not like type and me being together......

I accept my defeat and I will now be never be able to get back with my life..........

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Yeah I know this is kinda emo........ but if I get desired reads(not much)and some good noise in the comments section I will give it a happy ending *yeah go ahead and judge me all you want*

and please forgive me for the typos hehe*cause I don't have time to proof read it rn*