I was sitting in the makeup room dressing so I can transform into a beautiful bride.
I was alone in that room so that I can change my dress.
In fact, my hair was already done and make-up was applied hours ago.
Now is the time for the wedding with my love.
As much as there are negative things, I only bat my eye at the most precious thing of my life which I only saw in my daydreams.
I will be wearing a very expensive wedding white gown which will make me, a below-average-looking girl into someone worth looking at.
All because of my dress.
It is a white elegant gown with a ball gown silhouette. It comes with an off-shoulder neckline making me look like a real princess even if I am not that beautiful.
Overall, the dress itself is worth many eyes. I was yet to wear that. I am still in my normal dress.
Anyways, even more than the dress, I am interested in how my Ame will look.
While my face was full of teeth, I had not noticed a stranger has entered by the window.
My heart stopped when someone wearing a black mask revealing nothing but eyes was standing behind me looking at my reflection in the mirror creepily.
My eyes widened, before I can shout for any help he came forward to enclose my mouth.
I struggled and began to thrash in his grip.
I tried to bite his hand, but he was clever because he was enclosing my mouth in such a tight grip that I can't even move my face without restriction.
Scream after scream came muffled from my mouth.
"Be still, bitch! If you will be a good bitch, then this will end without much trouble." His words made a storm of panic in the pit of my stomach.
I tried to kick him in his ball by my raising my legs back.
But he seems experienced in kidnapping like this.
He cleverly escaped from this.
"Andrew said that you will not give up. I guess he is true. But it's not enough sweetheart!" He patted my head. I cringed with disgust.
Andrew! I expected this! But how can I escape?
I thrashed aggressively trying to escape him.
But no use!
Suddenly, a sharp pain hit the left side of my abdomen.
It felt like something sharp tearing every bit of nerve and fiber there.
Without my knowing, tears were flowing like a river drenching my attacker's hand.
Loud muffles of painful screams crossed his hand which firmly tightened around my mouth.
That bastard stabbed my left abdomen with the knife.
That part burned with never-ending pain while blood seeped through it.
When I was a little relieved that he was withdrawing the knife, he again stabbed the same area this time an inch deep.
Pain.........
Pain..........
Agony was the word I will use for that feeling.
I shook my head violently thrashing around making it difficult for him to hold me.
He again withdrew a little before slowly stabbing me again for the third time.
While I was agonizing in pain, while he was stabbing me slowly, the sound of footsteps made him stop in halfway which I am extremely grateful for.
I was sobbing heavily, now his hand and forearms were fully drenched in the pain of my tears of mine.
" Do you know why I am leaving you here? Do you know why I haven't killed you? Because it's a teaser for what's going to happen when you get married. You will be tortured slowly till you are afraid of your own shadow. You will beg for your death because it will free you of your pain. For now, enjoy your life. Happy married life!" The attacker whispered slowly near my ears while I was unable to bear the pain.
He suddenly left me with a sharp push and escaped from here by the window.
I looked down at my abdomen.
It was horrible.
I was scared by my own body.
It looked....looked so terrible that I would have fainted if I haven't heard the nearing footsteps.
What to do now?
If I run to the hospital, this wedding will be canceled.
If the wedding is canceled, what will I say to my parents?
If I won't finish this wedding, I won't marry him anytime soon.
Because this will happen again, even worse than this.
I can't afford it.
I have promised my Ame that I will solve his problem.
If I can't even succeed in marrying him, how can I help him?
I rose to my feet slowing, lightly whimpering with the unbearable pain.
I looked in the mirror, wiping my tears and retouching the makeup which was ruined by my tears.
I winced whenever I moved.
I corrected my hair which was messy due to the attack.
By now, my dress was full of blood and it was soon going to strain the floor.
I can strain the floor. Or else someone will find it. I quickly removed my dress before dumping it in some not-so-visible place. I quickly found some thick clothes.
I quickly draped them around my waist tightly to restrict the blood flow wincing in the pain.
It will be okay for now.
With a big struggle, I wore my wedding dress carefully wincing in the extreme pain.
I was planning to keep this dress as a memory of my Ame, but it will be soon ruined by my blood.
It will be ruined by me.
My heart clenched at that.
I shook my head to clear my thoughts.....for now.
When I finished my attempt to look presentable as a bride, someone knocked on the door at the same time.
Correct timing!
I can't hide this wound and pain for long. The dress will soon betray me.
I have to be quick.
I walked slowly in an attempt to walk normally while biting my lips in response to my body's protest.
When I opened the door, I was surprised to see Amelia there.
I slowly smiled at her.
"What is it, Amelia?" I asked while trying to breathe normally.
"Come, Let's go!" She said while walking forward.
Yes! She is here as many important members, CEOs and family members are invited to attend this wedding.
Since the engagement was involved with the media, she was not there.
But today is discreet.
So, no problem.
"You know what I have dreamed to marry Sammy from my childhood. But look what fate has planned for us. I am going to watch you two marry with my own eyes. Even if it was fake, I admit I am jealous and envious of you. I must say even if this is fake, you are lucky to marry him...." She continued to express her sadness while moving her hands dramatically, walking forward to me.
I am lucky that she was walking before me or else it will be a mess.
At a particular step, a sharp pain hit me sharply.
I hissed halting my step.
"What happened?" She asked looking back.
"I was going to say that I am indeed lucky. I am happy." I said thinking what if Amelia was to be the bride. What if she was stabbed like this?
The thought itself was scary as hell.
"You don't forget my promise. Right?" She asked narrowing her eyes and placing a hand on her hip.
I nodded hastily before urging her to walk fast.
I have to be quick.
When I reached my dad, he said I was looking beautiful.
I urged him to walk me to the aisle because the blood flow doesn't stop.
General Pov:
Everyone took that as Calla cannot wait for this wedding.
They all teased her.
Calla just smiled nervously.
While the one who was standing among them, Amelia, took it suspiciously.
Suspicious of Calla, breaking her promise.
If only she knew.....
While the music was flowing with the breeze, as smooth as that, the bride was walking with her dad slowly with a big veil covering her face.
Everyone was in awe at the beauty of the dress than the bride, a human who was wearing that.
On seeing Samuel's black and white dashing tuxedo, Calla felt free from pain for some minutes.
Finally, she was going to marry the love of her life.
But that bastard has ruined it a little.
It's okay she will be happy with what she has now.
On the other side, Samuel's jaw dropped looking at the drop-dead gorgeous walking toward him like an angel.
He was having a hard time convincing himself that the dress is gorgeous but his heart's sizzling motions argued that she was the one making it flawless.
Nevertheless, he agreed on this with his heart.
She is beautiful. Always....
While ogling at his future wife's beauty, Samuel doesn't notice the gaze on him by another angel, Amelia.
Her heart is crumbling into pieces, the longer Samuel stares at her.
Amelia doesn't blame him.
She is an angel.
She can see that their life is going to be messed up.
But she can't do anything about it.
She watched them with tears in her eyes.
On the other side, Samuel furrowed his eyes wondering why Calla was walking like that.
Normal she was the one to slay walking like a queen.
But, he can't tell what's wrong now.
Calla reached her future husband before Samuel can find a reason.
When he took Calla from her father, Samuel bend down to her level to ask his question.
"Why are you walking like that?" He whispered slowly.
"It's just the effect of new heels" She lied smoothly.
He just nodded even when he wasn't convinced.
He just let it go.
Everyone's attention is focused on the priest now.
Now Calla was relieved, but not for long.
She was constantly checking if the dress has some strains.
When Samuel raised a brow in question, she just shook her head smiling nervously.
"So, Time for vows!" The priest announced to the relief of Calla.
Calla cannot concentrate on the words said by the priest.
She was just waiting for the part "I do!"
She was starting to feel dizzy.
She can hear Samuel saying "I do" with a firm tone that screamed promise.
But Calla knows better. But a large smile blooms on her face despite everything.
"Calla, will thou have this man to be thy wedded husband to live together after God's ordinance in the Holy Estate of Matrimony? Wilt thou love him? Comfort him, honor and keep him, in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others keep thee only unto him as long as you both shall live?"
"I do!" Calla said immediately as soon as the priest finished his words.
Most of them laughed at her because of how impulsive she is.
Samuel was embarrassed by her.
He glared at her through her veil with disgust.
She just smiled, her worry only around that painful wound.
He rolled his eyes at her smile.
"Time to exchange rings!" The priest announced with a smile.
Samuel made her wear her expensive ring by not even holding her hand.
As much as it was wrong to be happy about it, Amelia felt a strange feeling of contentment and satisfaction.
She knew it was wrong, but the smile on her lips betrayed it.
On the other side, it pained Calla, but her only intention now is to finish this wedding completely.
She took the ring with shaky fingers, her head's dizziness increasing tenfold before she can slip the ring into his hand.
Somehow, She managed to slip that ring into his hands while holding his hand as her support.
Samuel can feel something is wrong with her by the way her fingers shook and her hold on his hand like her life depends on it.
Yes, on the engagement too, her fingers shook. But it's out of nervousness.
And there is a lot of difference between that day and today.
He can't even point out it.
His eyes were furrowed in confusion.
"Now the groom can kiss the bride!" The priest said, the last of the ceremony.
'Finally' Calla thought, clenching the gown in her hand in a tight grip because of the unbearable pain.
When Samuel removed the veil, His eyebrows furrowed even deeper.
She was beautiful, No doubt about it.
But her expression, she was forcing it.
To look normal........
She is trying too hard.
Thinking it as of her nervousness about the kiss, Samuel leaned forward near her lips, his breath falling directly on her lips making her feel the butterflies in her chest and stomach despite the pain.
He was about to kiss her while one hand gripped her rosy cheek while the other on the left abdomen of her waist directly on her horrible wound.
His almost kiss halted as he felt something wet rapidly drenching his hand like rain.
She can't even express her pain as she fainted in his the moment his hand touched the wound.
When he realized what it is, he panicked, desperate to see her face.
Alas! His anxiety rose to a peak when he found her closing her eyes. She was losing her consciousness while her whole face fell into his hand which held her cheek.
"Calla?" He whispered panicking, shaking her cheeks with his blood-covered hand while his other hand supported her face.
His panicked face and her name on his sweet lips was the only thing she remember before she fell into the darkness of the slumber along with the intense pain.