~*Bound*~

~*Marriage*~

The ring------------------------------------------------------------------------------------>

ok I realize that maybe all these flashbacks seem a bit irrelevant but they are all really important. anyhoo, this chapter takes place right when she walked out into her wedding. js. Enjoy ;D

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I timidly walked toward my doom. Tylers smile appeared genuine, but I could see the possesiveness behind the caring soon to be husband act. My equally realistic smile was on the verge of becoming a grimace. I thought of my world I would soon escape to, making me grin.

"The second this horror movie is over, I'm gone. Mentally of course."

The phrase 'horror movie' stuck with me for some reason.

Why did I say horror movie? I could have said 'freak show', or 'my funeral' (thats been my favourite for the past week).

Seeing that I had stopped for a while, I picked up the wedding march down the ridicoulsy mile long aisle, taking my precious time.

Stop over thinking stupid things Nyx. I scolded myself, still maintaining that silly smile. The crow didn't seem to notice my lapse. I glanced beside me to make sure my daddy wasn't standing there, a sweet surprise for my wedding.

The only person beside me was my shadow.

Gazing at it, I became concious that it was probably lonely. More lonely than me. And thats pretty lonely. Atleast I had people that cared about me at some point. The dark figure had nothing. Nothing but a disappearence at night. Pity filled my being. It needs saving more than I do. It didn't even pick up it's feet. It dragged along, most likely awaiting it's prolonged death. Like some one on death row.

I hated that I couldn't do anything about it!

It was almost torturous. All I could do was watch, as the character cloaked in black despaired, wanting to rest, needing to rest.

I was ripped from my internal misery  by a ministers booming voice.

"We have gathered here to bind in  not only physical, but holy matrimony."

Oh Lord help me. No, help the shadow.

I scrutinized the crowd, looking for anyone I might recgonize. A friendy face. I saw no one. I began to tune into the minister, when in my periphial someone.

Someone in a wide brimmed hat, leaving me only a glimpse of his mouth, which was curved into a smile of some sort. Thats wierd. I thought it was custom to remove headwear during ceremonies.Maybe he just took this marriage as seriously as I did.

Or maybe-

My minds thought was cut off by the minister. He was a proffesional at ruining my thoughts.

"Nyx, you will take Tyler as your own, for he has chosen you. Do you accept his decision?"

Do I? No. Do I have a choice? No.

"Yes." I smirked a little.

He went on to Tyler, since he did have a choice. My eyes wandered back to the man. I looked where he was sitting, but only saw a very pudgy man clutching a handkerchief to his nose, eyes lit up from crying.

Where is he? Who is he?

I searched the crowd,  but saw no one wearing a hat of any sort. I know that I saw that man. My attention was reluctantly brought back to the alter as a huge rock was slid onto my ring finger. My hand felt fairly heavy and I gasped. This thing had to be atleast 40 carats in all. The diamonds were set in a oval. It looked like an eye. My amazement leaked out of my body. I knew what this symbol meant. 'Don't even think about leaving. I will always see you.'  I hated it.

I beamed at Tyler nonetheless. I had to look like I was enjoying this. Wouldn't want any 'punishments' on my honeymoon. Shivers travelled down my spine as I pictured it. 

Tyler.

Me.

In a luxurious room.

Alone.

And he had the right to do anything he wanted to.

He owns me.

I single tear crept down my face, and I bit my tongue. I think I tore it to shreds, because there wasnt much tongue to bite anymore. I'm scared. There I admitted it.

I, Nyx Lynae Holloway, am scared.

How can I ever take care of a child, no how can I birth one, if I'm scared? That's right, I can't. I'm going to get over this right now. Erik's child needs me more than he ever did with Erik, now theres not even him.

"You may kiss the bride."

Kiss? Did he just say kiss? Tyler said we would skip that, because I wasnt ready. I shot him a terrorized look, and he smirked.

I cant do it.

I cant kiss him.

I'd die first.

Someone must have been listening to my prayers because then, a stained glass window shattered, and I saw a wide brimmed hat, with a matching smile underneath.

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Next chapter to be uploaded VERY soon. I excited. :D thanks for reading :) please comment, fan, vote, whatever floats your boat.

OH! that reminds me my friend was making a project on the computer, and as she was writing, I noticed she wrote whatermelon, instead of watermelon. Being who I am, I quickly re typed watermelon. She said, "Stop! your going to get my graade lowered for grammar!" :/ oh Patricia. GOTTA LOVE HURR!!!