Hard to love

11

SEPTEMBER'S POV

" Move."

He ordered in a strict tone and the minute I averted my eyes in the surrounding, my breath caught up in middle.

I was actually walking down the Aisle on my wedding day? Joy.

I rolled my eyes which were filling up with tears.

Zachary's hold on my waist tightens and instantly he passed me a murderous look, making me realize that I was frozen at one place from so long. I covered a blank look over my face and matched my steps with him. To my surprise I found a lot...I mean a hell lot of unfamiliar faces plastering a fake smile.

I pulled my bottom lip under my upper teeth to suppress an instant urge to throw up bile directly on this filthy criminal's face.

My chest started contracting in my rib cage and at that moment I couldn't stopped myself from not releasing the salty tears which I was holding from so long.

Why me?

I asked and laughed at my own question. 

Here I am getting married to that person who had practically ruined my life. I am going to marry the one who had killed my loved ones; my family and m-my boyfriend.

Hunter.

A dry lump formed in my throat and all my old thoughts of happily married life with Hunter crossed my mind. How I had planned everything that one day I will marry Hunter and then we'll live together forever with dad,Cherry, Chris and Clair under the same roof. How I was going to tell Claire to call me Mom and Hunter as Dad. How I was going to force Chris to became best man. How I had thought that how it would feel when I will walk to the Altar in the arms of Dad. How I had planned that after my marriage, I will adjust myself to call cherry as Mom. But.

But now nothing like that will ever happen only because of that criminal who is soon going to be my husband after few minutes.

Husband?

I might was the daughter of one of the top billionaire of the country, I might was the girlfriend of one of the best human being but never I had doubted the concept of marriage. Never. It ain't like I wasn't spoiled but still I had always believed that marriage was a pure thing. Marriage is that eternal bond which brings two person in a blissful journey of togetherness which lasts till their last breath.

If today I was getting married to my Hunter then defiantly my belief in marriage was constant but not now. Not now when I was getting married to a Criminal.

This marriage according to him is nothing but just a way to pull me into hell and for me, this whole crappy s**t is not marriage but an ugly agreement of my soon to be hell like life.

" Do you Zachary Wilson take this woman September Lawrence, to be your wedded wife, to live together in marriage, will you love her, comfort her, honor her, and keep her in sickness and in health, in sorrow and in joy, so long as you both shall live?"

Suddenly the sound of pastor brought me back to reality where I found myself standing in between tons of scary guests and most of them being males.

Maybe they all are criminal like my soon to be asshole husband.

I averted my eyes to look directly into Zachary's eyes and found him doing the same. With a mischievous glint in his eyes and a cocky smirk, he leaned closer to my ear.

" I, Zachary Wilson take you; September Lawrence, to be my wedded f**k toy in the the form of my wife. I will promise to f**k you raw every night till you forget to breath, to make you scream my name in our bed till you forget the name of that died ex boyfriend of yours, to savour every inch of your delicious body, to make your sweet p***y come in a wild rate, to make your soul believe that only I have every f*****g single right on your body, to show you that your body belongs to me, only me, so long as we both shall live." 

He said his own vow, ignoring the pastor's one and the pulled himself back to his initial position and whilst passing the wicked smirk, he announced.

" I do."

I stood their frozen, completely out of my mind after hearing his words. The hairs near my neck arose in fear and a chill shiver passed over my spine. I cringed at his words and looked at him like a statue. 

My feet itched to run away from here and have amnesia about this brutal criminal.

Wow. So this is what he thinks about marriage; just to f**k me.

Which sin I had ever done in my life to witness all this?

How easily he had promised to make my body his like he had owned me just by this marriage but Zachary Wilson let my promise you something.

You might own my body and forcefully do what you want but you'll never be able to own my soul. Never. Because each of my single heartbeat belongs to my Hunter. He name will always be written on my soul even if you claim my body.

" Do you September Lawrence take this man Zachary Wilson, to be your wedded husband, to live together in marriage, will you love him, comfort him, honor him, and keep him in sickness and in health, in sorrow and in joy, so long as you both shall live?"

Pastor again said to me in a peachy voice and I rolled my eyes with a dry smile.

He gave me stern look but by ignoring him, this time I leaned closer to his ear and whispered the word which erupted directly from my heart.

" I September Lawrence, take you; Zachary wilson, to be my wedded enemy in the form of my husband, I will promise you to despise you, to love my died boyfriend, to hate a disgusting monster like you, to show you that you'll never be able to replace my feelings for my boyfriend, to wish constantly that you'll suffer worst, to hope that one day you'll cry in agony and pain, so long as we both shall live."

Then pulled my body straight and winked at him with a proud smile dancing on my lips.

" I do." 

I added.

My inner revenge goddess jumped in happiness that I could come up with such a truth consisting words.

For a matter of second his face hold a strange look which was hard for me to understand. No blame on me. I had never attended classes for reading expressions.

Then in a blink of an eye he composed himself with dry look and to my periphery I found him clenching his fists, his knuckles slightly turning shades of white which evoked to built up a fear in me but somehow I managed to look away.

" Take your words back."

He said in a hollow calm tone.

My body started shaking in fear and nervousness but the inner rebel in me was definitely up to something.

" I will not."

He clenched his teeth and the next thing which I know was my fistful of hair being pulled harshly and it was done by no other then Zachary. I hissed in pain and in reflex action, my fingers went to remove his hold from my hair but all in vain. Suddenly I heard a loud sound of whispers coming from the surrounding.  Everyone was staring at us and almost all of them were laughing at his ruthless action.

Tears rushed down my cheek and my emotions dominated with humiliation. I know that whoever is present here were all no less then sinful individual but still it hurted like a b***h to be treated in such a low way by my so called husband.

" Take your words back you slut and apologize NOW."

He said whilst pulling my face closer to his by my hair.

I let my tears fall freely and decided to keep my mouth zipped up from muttering an apology. Why should I apologize?

It wasn't my fault. I only said truth.

" You stubborn bitch."

He cussed in irritated tone then captured my lips with his. After forcefully claiming my lips for a minute, he shoved me harshly causing me to stumble and land on the ground. 

Everyone around us burst into laughter and I closed my eyes shut to ignore them but suddenly they all went quite and I peeked my eyes open to find that Zachary was glaring them which caused them to bow their head down in silence.

" RILEY."

He called his friend in a thunderous voice making me flinch.

I sat on the ground awkwardly with fear developing in my every single nerve.

Then I saw from the distant, Chrish was coming along with Claire whom he had adjusted on his hips with his palm covering her eyes so that she couldn't catch a sight of anything.

For a second, nothing make sense.

But when I spot Riley walking behind Chris, pointing a gun straight at the back of Chris's head, my heart was ripped apart. The scared look on Chris face was enough for me to go out of breath. My body started shaking and the worst fear occupied my mind.

Zachary was going to kill them. He was going to kill my remaining family like he did earlier.

The only thought of him killing Chris and Claire brought a reflex in me to stood up and rush to Zachary.

" I-I am s-sor-sorry."

I shuttered in between my tears in panicked voice and clenched his sleeves for support but he didn't even spare me a gland instead shoved me aside.

I stumbled again on my feet and after regaining my composer, I looked at Chris who was clearly frightened and his hold on Claire was tighten a bit. I parted my lips to say something but before that can happen, I saw Chris moving his lips slowly. I focused carefully to read his lips moment and realized that he had said.

" Save Claire."

A sudden panic struck in my mind. No. I couldn't loose anyone else. Neither Claire nor Chris. I have to do something.

With hammering heart, I fused again towards Zachary and clenched his torso tightly with my cold fingers. 

At this moment, I completely forgot that this was the man whom I hate most because right now what matters most is to stop him from taking the life away of Chris and Claire 

" P-Please. Please. D-Don't. I-I promise I-I'll do a-anything. Just leave them. P-Please Z-Zachary."

I shuttered and chewed my inner cheek to calm down my tears which were continually flowing down.

Then only his eyes landed on my face and in a serious voice, he asked.

" Anything?"

I nodded without thinking twice and that's when with his warm thumb he lightly wiped my tears away and gave a look to the priest who nodded the second next and asked for the rings.

He shoved platinum ring on my trembling finger then muttered " With this ring, I be wed."

Biting my lips, somehow I managed to adjust the ring on his finger and closed my eyes only to feel the immense amount of pain burning in my heart.

Everything is over now. Now after being his, I couldn't even think about my life. I was wrong. Completely wrong.

He do owns my soul. He owns my soul by putting Chris and Claire on his gunpoint. He had trapped my soul.

" I announce you as husband and wife. Now you may kiss the bride."

Pastor said and I took a deep breath and my lips trembled when he placed his lips over mine. He moved his lips softly. Nothing like the way he use to forcefully kiss me. But still I didn't felt a single spark due to his kiss because all I wanted is to rinse my mouth with water to remove the remains of his filthy kiss from me. 

" And now you are mine, my dear wife."

He said after breaking apart and averted his eyes towards Riley, gesturing him something and then only Riley removed his pointed gun away from Chris head.

I sighed in relief and passed a weak almost broken smile to Chris who just pursued his lips in a tight line but I can visibly confirm that his eyes were filled with tears.

Zachary then interlocked his fingers with mine and kissed softly the back of my hand making me an urge to roll my eyes.

Damn. He's a bipolar psycho.

" So wife. I hope you will not forget your promise of doing anything."

He said huskily in my ears and I gulped down my salive with a slight nod.

" Good. Because you are going to fulfill your promise tonight on our wedding night by doing exactly what I want you to be."

He added in a thick tone and smirked whilst pulling me out of the crowd.

I paled and looked up at him in confusion.

Now what does he want?

I thought he will only have s*x with me. But here he's up to something else. What the hell he was planning for tonight?