Becoming His Wrong Bride

What am I doing? I look at the blank eyes, staring right back at me through the mirror.

My eyes were sleepy and the dark circles were visible, even from a long distance. It is the day of the marriage ceremony and I could not sleep at all last night. I kept thinking if I made a big mistake by letting my emotions take control of me and say yes to the ugly proposal my sister had made.

”Sky? Are you ready? ” I heard my sisters voice through the door. She comes in without waiting for an answer. ”Sky. Sky. Sky!! You should be ready, the ceremony starts in fifteen minutes. Oh my god, you haven even put on the wedding dress either. Oh my god. Oh my god. At least the hair stylist got your hair ready. SKY! Get your ass here, Ill get you ready. ”

”Yeah sure. ” I say nonchalantly, still standing in front of the mirror with my robe on. She sighs and comes to stand in front of me with concerned eyes.

”What is wrong? Talk to me. ”

”I don know. I just think we
e not doing the right thing. Are you sure we can talk and discuss this with James? Don you think hell understand? ” I say, sighing. I am too tired to stand now. I sit down on the couch and pull my knees tightly up to my chest.

She comes to sit next to me.

”You don know anything about James. Ive heard Ryan talk about him and I know how scary he sounds to me. You know about the rumors too, don you? About how serious and terrifying he can be. Who knows what might happen if we talk about this with him. Its better this way, believe me. ”

”I know. But don you think this would bring more trouble to all of us, if he found out? ”

”We won let that happen. Don worry. Just trust me, okay? ”

I turn my head slightly to look at her. Her eyes were filled with concern and she seemed too tired. Shes been worried about this whole situation too, and with her being pregnant, too much stress would not be good. I take a deep breath and stand up.

”I understand all this very well and I trust you too, Fiona. Its just that I am worried about you and the baby too. Its a lot to take in and I won be here with you, especially when you need me. ”

”Ah! My baby sister is worried about me, I see. ” She smiles softly.

”Come here. ” I spread my arms out. She stands up and hugs me tightly, patting my back.

”Now lets get you ready. ” She grins as she pulls me away to look at me.

After getting me ready, she steps back to observe me fully.

”Sky, you look breathtaking. ” She says softly. I could see the tears she was holding back, desperately trying to stay strong in front of me.

”Lets not exaggerate, shall we? ” I smile and tilt my head slightly towards the door. ”Its time. ”

Waiting for my turn to walk down the aisle, I was walking back and forth in front of the couch where Xav was sitting down, eyes following me while I was going insane with this anxiety.

”Are you sure you want to get married? ” He asks me, trying not to laugh.

”Have you seen any bride, who just sits there as calm as she can be without doing anything, before her wedding? ” I stop and raise an eyebrow at him.

”Nope. ” He says and pretends to zip his lips, locking and handing over the key to me.

”You are such a dumbass, you know that right? ” I almost smile when I say this. This is what I needed. Something normal, to calm me down. Weve been best friends since high school, so obviously he knew that something was bothering me. He also knew that I wouldn tell him even if he asked me a million times.

I heard a sound from outside, that was our queue to go. This was it. There is no going back now. Xav held out his arm, I sighed deeply before putting my arm around his.

As we started to walk, I could hear a lot of chatter. I tried to clear out the voices and kept my eyes on the ground all the way. I couldn look up, I felt too nervous.

”We
e here Sky. ” I heard Xavs voice as he lightly touched my arm, bringing me into a state of awareness that we were standing in front of a big crowd.

I saw a hand extended in front of me, I looked up to find steel blue eyes piercing into mine, yet patiently waiting for me to hold his hand. James. I had seen him in magazines a lot of times, but he looked different in real life.

I place my hand onto his, he holds it firmly as I stand in front of him and then lets it go when I am comfortable enough. A gentleman? Doesn seem like anything my sister described.

”We ar