Deal With The Devil - S01 E05

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Deal With The Devil - S01 E05

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 5

❝The wedding❞

Part 2

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The wedding dress, even now looked like the most beautiful dress I've ever seen. I might be getting sold off, but that doesn't mean that I can't admire the beauty that I will be wearing. When in the store, my mom had picked the dress for me, but I don't think that I would ever be able to pick a dress, they all looked perfect. I can understand why girls spend too much time picking out the perfect dress for their own liking and I understand that they want themselves to look perfect.

Me, on the other hand, I didn't care about how I looked. The dress might be beautiful when looked on hanging up, but on myself, that's a no. The dress looks like an angel's dress compared to me and being on me makes me feel like I'm trapped in a cage. Then again, I'm going to be locked in a cage for the rest for my life from now on. So, it doesn't matter when the feeling starts. The dress is simply divine and I'm not, it will most likely be the only thing that people will look at, not that I want them to look at me. 115

The dress has a Queen Anne necklace and it is in the most white shade I have ever seen, the laced charts and how it hugs my waist. From my waist it has a ballgown looking shirt and the front goes all the way to my ankles but the back goes beyond the floor and that is where the veil will also be. The dress has cape sleeves that are a bit too much for my linking, then again no one wants my opinions, even if I do state them. 32

On my feet are silver glitter gladiator high heels that make me look much taller, I'm a shirt person. Only 155 centimeters, which is rather short and these shoes make me look like I'm at least 160 centimeters, but I can't be sure of how high the heels are. It's a good thing that I'm used to high heels, otherwise this would be impossible for me to wear. I admit that these are the highest heels that I've ever worn but still, it's the same. These heels do look beautiful, though. I'm not going to lie, I do look a bit beautiful, but this whole thing is making me feel ugly. 193

Everyone has been running around me, doing some finishing touches on me. Trying to make me look more beautiful. Though, I don't think they can do anything. My mother is also there, controlling the maids while they go, this has been her all along. Her ordering what she wanted me to look like. "You look beautiful, darling" She says to me as the maids leave the room, leaving us to standing in front of the mirror. Both of us looking at me in that mirror, but I don't see myself.

I see a girl getting married in the most beautiful wedding gown and make-up that makes her look like a princess, but underneath all of that, is me. The ugly girl that life's been ruined forever. "I know you hate this, I do too. But, this has to be done. There is nothing that either one of us can do now. You will be a good wife" She whispers to me, no0t wanting my father to hear, who had just entered the room before she spoke. Not once had he taken a look at me and even when my eyes begged him to look at me. 47

See that he is forcing his only daughter to a marriage that she doesn't want. "It's starting" He only says, the first time that I've heard him speak since the day he told me of this whole thing. His voice sounds exactly the same as it did then, and the voice that I used to love hearing, speaking the wonderful stories in my childhood has become the worst sound that I can ever hear. I've come to loath the sound of my own father's voice. Yet, can I really call him my own father when he does this to me? Selling me? 39

Slowly and hesitantly, I walk over to my father, who is waiting by the door that leads to the aisle. He offers me his hand but I refuse. There is no way that I'm touching him, he makes me feel horrible and I hate him. I've come to hate him for what he has done. My mom hands me the flower bouquet, with white roses. Standing side by side, by the door that will lead me to my future. The future that is being thrust upon me, a future that I don't want. 12

"Remember, be a good wife and he'll give us what we want" My father says and that's when I realize. Even now, when his own daughter is getting married and not by her own choice, all he cares about his money. Does he even care about me? He's doing this for money, and if I play my part, he gets money. If I'm a good wife, he gets money. That's all he cares about. It makes me wonder if he ever cared about me at all. He has always been there for me, as long as I can remember.

But, was that just him playing a good father so that I would one day become something that he could sell of to the haste bidder. This makes me question my entire childhood, had it all been a lie? Or am I just making a big deal out of nothing? Then again, how can this be nothing when this is my life? My life, my body, my choice. Yet, I don't have any choice what happens to my life and body. Then the horrible thing happened, the doors of the church open, revealing me to the ones inside and them to me.