Nessa pov
‘It’s your wedding day nessa cheer up’ my subconscious mind said with a smiley face as she pats me on my back, i could tell from her uncertain face that it was all fake, her cheerful pep talk and joyous mindset.
Yes its my wedding day, i should be happy, i should cheer up and walk as seductive as i can while on the aisle, but my legs too weak to carry my body, my heart too sore from all the emotional stages i have passed through this past few weeks, my eyes blurry from tears that were definitely not from happy moments.
Sigh
William held my hands as he tried to give a happy facade to those watching. He had a smile on his face, which he had practiced on our way here. He must be as nervous as I am, or maybe he just feared there would be a runaway bride on the glamorous day…
But why will I run with a gown as heavy as a mountain, and guards like myriad protecting this hall like There would be an assasination anytime soon,or maybe the news of mom coming to rogue my wedding had prompted such display of insecurity.
Who am i kidding i am the least of her problem, she had her business and reputation to look after, same with reason why she is so ashamed to have me as a daughter, more tears pool down my eye, am i that meaniless to her, she can't even attended my wedding, no matter how bad it sound and how painful it felt, she should be there for me on the most important day of my life.
Supposed to be the most important day of my life if I didn't hate the groom already…
The walk came to an end. When I got to the altar, William let my palm go. He had dumped me for his son, and left me to my fate. There I stood before a familiar unpleasant face, the face of my soon to be husband.
My face gaze nothing aware As he beams at me, it would be so damn worth if I leave, but where to?, the priest cleared his throat as the murmuring noises came to halt.
My heart beating dramatically as it was time to say vows, an oath i wasn't willing to commit to, he removes the veil from my head exposing my pale face embedded with hours worth of coloring , “ you look so beautiful babe” he mouthed in a whisper but the camera not far from where we stood had aired it out, emphasizing his mouth to the public as the sound of amusement filled the air.
It felt so fake,
“Time to say your vows”
“ vanessa I promise to love you and always be by your side, through all of the ups and downs,to always be faithful, and always be your best friend, no matter what the future might bring, to root for you, cheer you on, and be your biggest fan, love and support you through life testing times, stand by you when no one believes in you…”
He mounted his lies as he tucked a smug smile beneath his sad face, he got the crowded wishing they were in my place to be sugar coated with lies..
Tears welling down my eyes, as he spoke words i would have believed in a heartbeat, if i was as infatuated, or maybe beard at atom of love, in my heart.
“ i object!!!”
A familiar voice calls out pulling adonis and i to the nicely dressed man ,standing with his hands all spread out, like a cross, with a smile as wide as his lips could stretch…
Martins!!
“Yes baby girl, daddy comes to save the day” he says still beaming at me, the murmuring noise grew even more as he big screen had his face on it, what could martins be doing here?,
Seize him!
Willaim said commanding his mountain tall men to bound him all up, and toss him out, my legs work on impulse as i ran towards my messiah, “ let him, be I invited him”, pulling martins for a hug, the crowd murmured even more all wondering why he objected to the vows, and why a wife to be would be hugging a man this close before her husband.
“ martins thought you wouldn’t come for me, i am so sorry…”
“ sush”
“ I am so sorry”
I could feel the lump in my throat row even more as i try to contain the tears pooling down my eyes, my vulnerability at the edge as i leaned on his shoulder, “ i am here for you nessa , don't be scared, i got you” his pat my back gently as he ripped my sloth like hug from his body, whispering those words again.
“ I got you”
Now staring at the altar where adonis stood, totally perplexed by his presence, i could tell how tense the spacious room felt, as everyone was on guard waiting for a silly movement, to loose control, but martins felt so composed, too composed making me wonder his purpose, for being here, as i was fully aware for his hatred for the man before me.
“If it isn't adonis hansley, well don't get all worked up, i won't take much of your time it's your day isn't it?'' Martins said as he unbuckled his sleeves making him look more ravishing, on the scream, and ladies watching as the gasped in amazement.
“ hey everyone see, sinclair puppet is here” he said mockishy, making me clench my fist, where i stood, but just then a tender arm holds my shoulder gently, a petite lady comes in view, i have seen her somewhere,
“ you need to settle down” she said, showcasing her little dentitions, with a hint of red on her cheek, she looked over excited, get graced with a hint of calmness
Compelled to obey i follow her, to a seat just at the third roll,
“ Well , Sinclair puppet has a gift for the groom's family, hit it john!”
The gasping sound of the crowd was overshadowed by the moaning sound displayed on the television. It was no one other than Adonis, banging a lady, a familiar face, known to me.
Fuck! My heart skips a beat
What is the meaning of this!!?.