WARNING: STRONG LANGUAGE SEXUAL CONTENT
The ballroom dripped elegance and class. The colors were rose gold and champagne, with a hint of white every now and then. The ceremony was set up for around 500 hundred people. There was a dress code that everyone showed up in a champagne-colored dress. I was currently in the dressing room, all of us getting our hair and makeup done. I was silent and didn't make many conversations with anyone. I knew they were all still mad at me about leaving but they had mates and didn't understand life without one. Nor would I ever want them too. "Did you pack your clothes already?" Taylor asked me, not even looking at me. "Yeah, I finished packing up last night. I have my flight at 4, so right after the ceremony I am leaving." I sighed and turned so the lady could finish doing my hair. "You're not going to say goodbye to your family?" Okay, she is really pissing me off. " I don't have a family. You have a family. I don't, not here. I have gone over this with you already. I know that you don't like the idea of me leaving but this isn't about you."
She was quiet and leaned back into the chair. "I'm so sorry Bell, you're right. I shouldn't be acting this way. I just want today to be a good day, our last day together for a while. Just promise me you'll be my maid of honor?" We both laughed and I grabbed her hand and gave her a soft squeeze. "Of course, and I'll bring a date next time." I smiled at her and leaned back into the chair. "I can't wait to see you in the wedding dress you bought. You're going to be beautiful." I just hope someday I get the chance to wear it. "Amber is coming out with her dress!" We all turned and I had to admit she looked beautiful. She was wearing a huge princess ballgown. It was covered in lace and bling, and it was beautiful. Her makeup was elegant and her hair was up in a tight bun. "Oh wow, Amber you are so beautiful! If you're not pregnant already, you will be!" Her mom yelled and pulled her to her. "Yes, you are the most beautiful bride." My mom grabbed her and when she said that I couldn't help but feel somewhat jealous. I wish she would say that to me, but I know my father would never allow it. "I'm going to use the bathroom," I told Taylor. I grabbed my purse and walked out of the room and down the hallway.
I was walking through the many hallways and I stumbled upon one the hallways that I assume had the groomsmen in it. I hide behind the wall when I heard the door open and out walked Vincent and my father. "What the hell is wrong with you?" My dad whispered yelled at Vincent. "I don't want to marry Amber. I can't keep pretending." Vincent said back. "I don't give two shits about what you want boy! This isn't about you. This is about my legacy." I could hear the grit and anger in his voice. "What happened in your life that made you so angry? What happened to the caring father to this piece of shit? What happened to you wanting nothing but your children's happiness?" Vincent sighed and my father smashed his hands into the wall. "You have no idea what you're talking about boy!" I heard flesh hitting flesh and I could only assume my father hit Vincent. "I'm sorry your life is so miserable. But I love Bellamy, and I always will. Now, I will walk out there pretend to be happy with Amber but that's only because of mom. Do you understand?! I hope you know Amber is just as miserable. She hides it way better than I do. The difference is, she never met her mate but she can smell him, and feel his longing for her. And now she'll never know what actual love feels like."
"So you can hit me and hate me all you want. But it won't ever change how I feel about her. Now, if I see mom with one more bruise on her body, even the smallest scratch...I will kill you." There was silence between them and then I heard the door open and slam close. I took a deep breath and I could smell that it was Vincent still standing outside. "Bell, you can come out now." I jumped when he said that, I slowly peeked around the corner and saw him standing there. He was wearing a black tuxedo. The button-up had three open buttons and his tie was hanging around his neck. I saw his face and there was blood and I ran over to him. "You're bleeding. Where is the bathroom?" He grabbed my hand and I followed him to a whole other section of the castle, away from everyone else. I closed the door and locked it. I sat him down in the toilet seat and started looking through the cabinets to find a first aid kit, which I did. I got some rubbing alcohol and put it on a washcloth and walked back to VIncent. "This might sting," I said softly.
I put the washcloth on his face and he hissed softly. I wiped his face until the cut was clean. "How often?" I asked him, I am sure he already knew what I was referring to. "Everday since you left." I leaned over and grabbed the bandaid and put it on his face. His healing would kick in soon, so there wouldn't be a scar. "How about mom?" I asked him. "She hated the fact that dad sent you away. She wanted you to come back. Talk about how she just wanted us to be happy. He didn't like that. At first, it was just a slap, but then it got worse." I could feel the tears start to fall, and his did too. "I told dad that I was going to come for you, that I was going to give the beta position to Jonathan and come and find you. But he told me if I left that he would beat mom unconscious every day." I grabbed his face and brought his eyes to mine. "I get it. You don't need to say anything else. You are the strongest man I know. I just wish I had some of your strength." He looked at me confused and there was hurt in his eyes. "What do you mean?" He asked me. "I bought a plane ticket. I packed everything up and I am leaving right after the ceremony." His eyes filled with pains and sadness.
"No, no, no. You can't leave me Bell. Not again. I love you." When he said those words all I wanted to do was have him at that moment. But I knew I couldn't, I would never leave. "I'm sorry." I started sobbing in his arms. "Let me come with you." He said. "What about mom? You can't leave her here with dad. Sometimes people don't get happy endings." He pulled me to him and I straddled his lap and he rests his hand on my thighs. And my bridesmaids dress lifted up to my stomach. "Say it back, Bell." I stared him in the eyes and I knew what he meant, but I couldn't. I shook my head and turning my eyes away from his. "I can't Vincent." He slides his hands up and down my thigh, everything in me wanted to have him. "I am going to make a promise to you." I looked up at him again. "I can't tell you when, but I promise you I will find you again. I will make sure mom is safe. I don't plan of having children with Amber nor does she with me. I promise one day you will be walking down the aisle to me. That you will be having our children, that you are the first face I see when I wake up and the last face I see when I go to bed."
My heart pounded in my chest, there was nothing but the truth behind his eyes. I lifted my hands behind my back and slowly started to unzip my dress. Vincent kept his eyes locked on mine and didn't think to look anywhere else. "What are you doing?" His voice was filled with lust and I could see his eyes flicker black. I slowly lifted the dress exposing myself to him. "You can have me," I whispered to him. I could sense his resistance, he didn't move at all. I knew I was going to have to initiate. I slowly leaned forward and brought my lips to his. He kissed me back slowly, still holding himself back. "I." I laid a kiss on his cheek. "Love." Another on his neck. "You, too." I pulled away and his eyes were filled with joy. Then this primal dominance came over him and his eyes went black. "Say it again Bell." I but my lip and leaned closer to his face. "I love you Vincent." He pushed his lips to mine and pull our chest together. I wrapped my arms around his neck and ran my fingers through his hair.
He started to unbutton his shirt and threw it across the bathroom. I moved my hands to his belt and unbuckled his pants. I stood up quickly so he could slide his pants and his boxers off. He pulled me back to his lap and his member immediately hardened and it was pushed on my thigh. I always imagined our first time as something special, but I guess this was in our own way. I started to slowly move my hips which caused friction between us causing moans from both of us. Vincent pulled away and we both sat panting. "Are you sure?" He asked me and I just nodded. I slowly lined myself up with him and put him inside me. I started to move back and forth, up and down. Moans started to fill my ears and the air was filled with the smell of sweat and arousal. We began to pick up speed and the sound of our skin slapping against each other was fuel to keep going. We were both screaming out for each other, both filled with immense pleasure. I could feel him pulsating and I squeezed around him. After a few more strokes we both released, our fangs extended and we had to fight the urge to mark each other.
We were fighting our natural instinct of marking each other. I had to pull my head away from his neck so I didn't mark him. Once our fangs retracted we leaned back onto each other. I looked at his watch on his wrist and it said it was 10:00 a.m. The wedding starts at 11:30. I wanted to stay and enjoy this moment more than anyone. "You should go. You have to get ready for a wedding." I was about to get up but he put his hand on my thighs to stop me. He leaned forward and gave me a soft and tender kiss. "That was magical. I don't want you to think it was anything less than that." I grabbed my dress and quickly pulled it on. I went to the door and was about to leave but I turned around and got one last look at him. "Goodbye, Vincent." I had to hold back the tears, I didn't want him to remember me as a crying mess. "I'll see you later Bell. I promise."
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