When Love Hurts

IS IT A SPECIAL DAY OR START OF END?

It was the day. This dreadful, horrible, retching day.I sat in my bed panicking when my mother came in.``Get up and shower!''She exclaimed. I sighed then got out of bed. I left for the shower and washed.Once I got out they dried my hair then these dressed up ladies came in. One of them had all this nail polish, the other hair stuff and the other makeup.They started with my nails which was done normally but they made them look super white and shiny.They then fed me breakfast, like literally fed it to me. All I did was sit still, chew and swallow.They got me to brush my teeth, put white strips on and take a mint. That's why they made me eat a huge breakfast, because I wasn't eating again.They straightened my hair then brought some back on my head like Tauriel in The Hobbit, without all the braids and shit.They waxed my legs, eyebrows and top lip.The girl then did my makeup, a natural look, but I still looked stunning.They took the white stripes out and did a double check. They then had my mother and Mrs. Dalton done. We weren't having bridesmaids, which sucked balls. Although I didn't really have anyone to be my bridesmaids, except the maids.I always talked about boys, especially a certain one with the younger maids, around my age.They'd either get too busy or find better jobs or got pregnant or married or moved. So I never really actually had any friends.

After some time,

The old women were finished and it was time for me to put on my dress, the wedding was in a freaking hour.The maids helped me get into it without f*****g anything up.

My mother gave me a beautiful diamond necklace that belonged to my great grandmother.Mrs.Dalton gave me a vale that went down to my butt that belonged to her great grandmother.I looked absolutely amazing.I did a spin and my mothers eyes filled with tears.``You look gorgeous."She whispered and Mrs. Dalton nodded, agreeing.``Girls, the limo is here."The makeup artist announced and I sighed. It was time.We made our way to the car and they helped me in.The car then sped to the beach where we were being wed, twenty minutes away.

After some time,

We pulled into the parking lot and I froze."It's ok dear."My mother said, squeezing my shoulder. I closed my eyes and counted to three.Everything would be ok. Hopefully.We got out of the car and went into the beach side hotel.My father walked up to us and smiled."Oh my little girl. You look so beautiful." He said, a tear threatening to fall."Thanks dad."I replied and a maid came over.She handed me a small bouquet of white lily flowers. They were beautiful.My mother and Mrs. Dalton left to go sit down and my father led me over to the entrance.Through the glass doors I could see Mathew standing at the altar a couple of metres away from the ocean.There was a little bit of a breeze but no clouds just sun. What a perfect day for a wedding.I sighed and my father grabbed my hand. He kissed my forehead and the violins began playing."Oh god."I whispered and the maids opened the doors. My father brought me down the lane of the white carpet over the white sand. Everything was white. The chairs were set up in rows in front of the altar with bows behind each chair.The altar had ribbon going in and out through the holes and it was gorgeous.My entire family was here and so was the Dalton's.Everyone was standing and staring at me in awe, I could feel my cheeks filling with heat.My dad smiled down at me and I smiled back. I looked forward towards Mathew and nearly froze in shock.His expression was of awe and shock, but when he realised I noticed he quickly covered it up with his normal expressionless stone face.

I sighed and looked down at my feet. My dad stopped in front of the altar and kissed my forehead again .He then let go of my hand and left to go sit with my mother. I stood in front of Mathew staring into his beautiful brown eyes.The priest began talking and Mathew stared down at me. My head was probably just reaching his neck. He was so freaking tall. He's always been f*****g tall. Like a giant.

We started the traditional vows then it would be the rings then I do's. I was panicking. I didn't actually want to marry him but what if I didn't?! There would be a whole war! Tons killed!The ring part came and our rings were brought to us by a little red head boy.I took the large silver band which was obviously for Mathew and he grabbed the small diamond one, not a band, an actual ring.He took my wedding hand in his huge rough hand. He slipped the ring on and I grabbed his giant hand in my tiny one and slipped his ring on."Do you Mathew Dalton take Amilie Russo as your lawfully wedded wife?"The priest asked Mathew. He stayed silent for a couple of seconds and I held my breath ."I do." He answered and I silently exhaled."And do you Amelie Russo take Mathew Dalton as your lawfully wedded husband?"The priest asked me and I froze.I had to. For the people. For my parents."I do." I replied quietly and the priest nodded.

"With the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife!"He exclaimed and before I could react,Mathew's lips were against mine.His beard scratching my chin, his arm wrapped around my waist, his other hand on the back on my neck pulling me into him.My hands rested on his chest, the bouquet on the ground. My eyes were wide open but his were closed.I know usual kissing included the freaking tongue but I did not like it at all.His massive tongue inside my mouth. It was like he was trying to own me. He pulled away and I caught my breath.Oh my god. I picked up the bouquet and he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me into his side.He was beaming, but it looked fake. While I had a realistic look, frozen in fear and shock. He then lifted me up bridal style and carried me away from the altar and crowd and into the hotel for the ceremony.

We sat at a table in the centre of the room and the guests joined. My parents sat beside me on the right while Mathew sat on my left with his parents.He grabbed my hand and rested it on the table. He intertwined our fingers and people came up congratulating us.We both fake thanked them smiling. I felt sick.Music played, drinks and food were served and people chatted.Mathew talked with his parents and I got a margarita. I began chugging it then ordered wine with a shrimp cocktail.It came to me quickly and I pulled my hand away from Mathew's. He glanced at me then realised I was eating.He ordered some food and alcohol and it came in a hurry.We both ate silently when they announced the 'Father Daughter Dance.' My dad smiled and came over to me.My mom handed me a mint and I popped it in my mouth. My father pulled me up and brought me to the dance floor.I rested my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes. He rested his hands on my hips and I wrapped mine around his neck.We began slowly dancing and I sighed.``I'm gonna miss you dad.''I whispered and a tear slid down my cheek.``Don't cry baby. We'll come visit. Don't worry. We're only an hour away, you're mother and I." He whispered and I nodded.We kept dancing when they announced 'The Mother Son Dance.'Mathew and Mrs.Dalton came out and joined us.Finally the two songs ended and it was the bride and grooms 'first' dance.

My father let go and passed me over to Mathew. I glanced back at him and he nodded.I sighed then rested my hands on his shoulders. He rested his hands on my hips and we began dancing."You look beautiful." He whispered, still no sign of him actually caring."Thanks.I replied not making eye contact. I stared at his chest, his hard muscular chest. My older brothers Sam and Nick then walked over. They were twins. They tried to be intimidating giving Mathew the 'don't hurt our little sister' talk.

Mathew didn't really look intimidated although my brothers were two years older than him.They hugged me tightly then walked off to go dance with some girls.