Love Story

Chapter five: Wedding

Christine woke the next morning to the sounds of women’s voices in her bedroom. She sat up to see ten women decorating the room and some of them were even laying out a beautiful white dress. It took Christine a few minutes to register what was happening. Then she remembered last night and remembered what Erik had promised her. They were going to get married tonight! And of course the hours that followed after they had taken their vows frightened Christine beyond all reason. She said she couldn’t make love to anyone before marriage, not even Erik even if she was attracted to him so much that it hurt.

And he was only marrying her so he could…have sex with her. Christine felt dirty and disgusting knowing that that was the only reason he was marrying. Christine thought that she would be able to choose the man she wanted to marry. She thought she would be able to fall in love with someone and marry them. Christine never thought that she would have to be forced to marry such a heartless and ruthless man.

Hours later Christine was standing in front of Erik in a church getting married. This was not at all how Christine had imagined her wedding to be. She wasn’t wearing her grandmother’s dress, her father hadn’t walked her down the isle, her mother wasn’t in tears, Christine did have a bouquet of white roses to throw, she didn’t have her best friends as bride’s maids, and she wasn’t marrying her prince charming.

Instead she was standing in front of Satan himself, wearing some old tatty dress, in a room filled with strangers and she was walked down the isle by Erik’s henchman named Amar. Christine felt like crying her eyes out in front of everyone including Erik and she didn’t how big of scene she would make. But she wanted to remain strong and didn’t want to show her weakness and sadness to Erik, though she was sure he could see it in her eyes. “Miss, do you take Erik Orion to be your husband?” the shaky old priest asked Christine. Christine knew she couldn’t say “no” and so she shook her head but that wasn’t enough for Erik. “Say it.” Erik told her. “I do.” Christine practically snapped at him. The old priest had never married such two people. Christine was so young and Erik was so much older than her. It was a match definitely not made in heaven.