Thorns of Roses

The Wedding (Part 1)

Song for this Chapter:

On the Wings of Love-Kyla

CHAPTER 55

CORINNE

The week passed by so quickly, maybe things like time will pass by so fast when you’re looking forward to something. and what I am looking forward to is this wedding.

The anxiety of getting a call or an emergency dinner for telling me that the wedding will be canceled, gets the best out of my sleep for weeks.

I felt at that time that my life was certain that anytime there was someone I could talk to and stop the cycle of my world in just one snap.

That kind of time that I'm happy is numbered.

That’s what I feel.

Honestly, I wanted this marriage. Who wouldn’t? I love him, even if he didn’t know or have a single clue about it. The idea of having him forever as mine is surreal for me.

If everything didn't work with my love for Diesel then, I am hoping that when it comes to my love for Blaze, that it would work. I'm not naive to say that my feelings for Diesel and Blaze are different. Because the truth is, I felt the same about them both. The only difference between them is that Blaze brings out my desire, my inner wants and needs, my ugliest parts. While with Diesel, I am too afraid to show him my traits that I already showed Blaze. With Blaze, I feel like there's no barrier between us as if we both have the same soul, same darkness, same demon.

The day I woke up after what we did on our party, I woke up inside my apartment complex wearing a pair of PJs’. I fell asleep so comfortable.

I asked Carina and Savannah who took me home that night, because after I gave Blaze a BJ in front of everyone, I didn’t remember what happened next.

They told me that Blaze took me home, that we came home first before anyone at the party because apparently, I am too drunk and too stoned to stand.

After that, I didn’t talk to him or he didn’t even take the effort to talk to me too.

I know what we’re doing is unhealthy. We’ve been sleeping and fooling around with each other from time to time when we both, or I didn’t know what we are. A f**k buddies?

We’ve been fighting back and forth with everything, and we didn’t even have a single time that we took a calm moment with each other, we’ve been bickering and fighting every time we breath the same air as one.

How can I even hope that maybe this marriage will save or change the course of our relationship?

I am being desperate here.

It’s like I want him, I love him and I needed him for myself but we are both unhealthy for each other.

And I know he feels the same way about me every time he touches me, he kisses me, looking at me.

Is this some kind of kink I had? I don’t know.

The line between sanity, truth and realities were long gone the day I let my feelings consume everything.

Blaze consumes me. take over my mind and my soul. He took me in, and I let him.

And I don’t even know what to do anymore since it gets out of hand.

And this where it leads me to this day.

As I am standing on my hotel room, wearing the magical wedding gown looking at myself, being my beautiful self.

I am looking at myself, waiting for someone to knock on my door telling me that Blaze took off and nowhere to be found.

You see, I am hoping for this wedding to come, but I am still mentally and physically preparing myself for the pain to come.

He didn’t love me nor will love me.

As long as Hannah’s alive and still have unfinished business with him, he won’t love me the way I was hoping for.

The door opened, and my head snap nervously. But what I saw standing on the door walking towards me made me calm.

It was my Mother. The one who raised me with no doubt in her heart. She’s smiling at me with tears in her eyes, like she couldn’t believe that she was here on my wedding day.

I remember, ever since that Anne got sick. She kept telling me how she loves to see me on my prom, having a boy, getting married, having a family of my own, and to see her grandchild with me.

She kept telling me that maybe that time will come and she’s no longer here with me.

And yet. She’s here. Smiling so happy for me.

I offered her my arms and she hug me like a mother she is to me. “I don’t want to make you cry, especially you’re this beautiful.”

I chuckle “I have someone to retouched my make up for me.”

She laughs and looked at my face once again and caressed my face, like she’s memorizing it.

“What are you doing?”

“I want to memorized this image for the remainder of my life. To remember how beautiful and happy you are.” She said.

“I love you, Mom. I am so glad you are here.”

She smiles “Blaze arranged a car for me to get here. Maggie is here too.”

“Oh, I would love to see her.”

“You will, but your wedding ceremony is up in a few minutes.”

Few minutes, and still no one is delivering me bad news.

After a while, the door opened again and Carina and Diesel entered, which made me smile, but my smiles immediately fell when I saw who entered my hotel room after them. It's Marcus and Martha. I also felt Anne stiffen as she held my hands. This is her first-time meeting between Martha and Marcus after so many years of the scandal that happened. Martha immediately looked at Anne and held her evil husband tightly, making a statement to Anne. I feel that Carina is also awkward in the situation.

“Anne.” Marcus smiled at her curtly that made my heart boiled.

“Marcus.” Anne returned his smile but not in a flirty way, just being nice. “Martha.”

But Martha didn’t even respond to her, instead Martha walks in front of me and faintly fixed something on my dress or make -up, this plastic b***h.

Then I saw Anne looking at me, confusingly on why I looked furious and made between this hell mogul.

Another knock on my door and Marcus said “Open.”

“It’s time.” It’s Macie, our wedding coordinator.

It’s time means it’s my wedding.