Chapter Twenty five
Cyrus turns away from me before he reaches me and heads for the door. He is mad and I have a feeling that if he opens that door and leaves something bad is bound to happen.
“Cyrus wait!” he stops but doesn’t turn around or say anything
“I know you have never liked me and for whatever reason you don’t love me and you probably never will. Tonight should have been the best day of my life but it just wasn’t, not really. I think you might be right about me too. I am not a princess, I am not a good person and I am probably what you just called me. I am all those bad things all of them. You were right and I was wrong, your perfect and I am not….” But before I finish he interrupts, still facing the door
“Does this comparison have an ending anytime soon. I already know all of that”
“You win and I loose. I just can’t take it anymore; I am not the girl I used to be, not since I thought of taking my own life. Can’t you see, we are headed for a miserable future for the rest of our lives? We have to stop this now before it’s too late”
“Talk for yourself, when I marry you, nothing is going to change for me. I will be the Cyrus I have always been. Goodnight princess” he says as he opens the door and heads down the hall
“Cyrus wait…..” I call after him, he doesn’t stop this time
I run after him and he eventually stops by the stairs as he looks up at me on the edge
“You know what to do” and with that he walks away, I hear the door close behind him a few minutes later. He didn’t even say goodbye to my parents, how rude.
He gave me a choice and I want to take it but I can’t, what do I tell them. Everyone thinks I am happy with joy. My parents looked so relieved and I can’t give them a new problem won’t it be worse though when Cyrus finds out. What do I do? What do I do? Why did Cullen leave me at a time when I needed him the most?
The following weeks are full of wedding plans. What color, what venue, what flowers brides maid, tables…… it’s all so frustrating and I can’t seem to be enthusiastic about it. My mother and Mrs. Cedric are taking head of the whole planning so it’s a bonus for me, I really don’t care what my wedding looks like really.
Then later my father calls me in his office and explains that they had to invite the Bratva and the Irish mafia at the wedding. Apparently our engagements with them had to come to an end due to the love we have for each other and they both asked to come and bear witness to our love. All lies, I don’t think Cyrus loves anything really but this is a challenge to me now. We would have to pretend being deeply in love in front of probably hundreds of people.
I can delegate all my wedding preparations but I can’t delegate choosing my dream wedding dress. The designer comes at the house with a select few I chose from the design he sent me. My mother and future mother in law are super excited and gush at every dress. I could have wanted to design my own dress but that decision gets taken from my hand. They choose the dress for me and my father even pops by to approve. It’s the most expensive and never been wore, it’s modest and I think it’s okay.
“Pure as snow, just like my princess” dad says as he gives me a kiss and leaves us to make some adjustment. I feel sick.
I think about running away and wish Cullen would come and help me escape before the wedding. But where would I go and how long before our families catch up to us. Can you imagine the scandal and disappointed. Horrific. So, two weeks later I am at the backroom of the chapel they reserve for the bride waiting to go out and marry the man I always wanted to marry but dreading every moment of it. I am about to make the biggest mistake of my life.
Its then that the brides maid get kicked out, I am close to none of them and didn’t even choose them for my brides maid. They are mainly cousins from our family and the Cinnatis my age. My mom says to me,
“Sweetheart, you know what’s going to happen tonight right? With Cyrus?”
“We are getting married” I answer distractedly
“Yes honey but I mean tonight. At the wedding suite, in the bedroom” and she has the nerve to look embarrassed going all pink.
That’s when it dawns on me. Oh my God! No. no. eew. I don’t want to have this discussion with my mother
“It’s okay darling there is nothing to be scared of, it’s only natural and Cyrus is such a sweet boy I am sure he will take good care of you” she continues undettered
“Mom, stop please. Jesus!” Mrs. Cedric laughs at this saying with a smile
“Your mother cares about you, she only wants to make sure you know your duties tonight and that you’re prepared”
“Okay, I know. You can stop now, please. Both of you, it’s weird “
“Okay then. But one more thing” Mrs. Cedric says to me pointing with her finger
“Can it please be non sexual. Please”
“Tomorrow morning is going to be the presentation of the sheets. We will let you sleep in a little till eight when we come to collect” she says with a knowing smirk as she heads outside.
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