Annabelle's Pov
I look so pretty in this dress. Thanks Antoine, I really appreciate your effort and that of your team, making sure that my look ate. Thanks again.
"My pleasure ma'am, I was just doing my job. Meanwhile, you are such a damsel, your looks, your poreless skin, you unbeaten shape and long silky shiny hair, it made work easier, so thanks".
You are welcome dear. Funny guy.
Now where the hell is Mia? How can she just disappear, just like that?
Mia Mia Mia I shouted but got no reply.
I can't wait to hear Mia's compliment, Antoine did a very good job.
Wow, I just wanted to make a little TikTok video and save it for memory purpose. And we are running out of time, soon the wedding will start and we won't be able to make our little bestie video.
Oh God, I'm pressed! Fuck! Seriously,
On my wedding day. So I will carry my million dollar wedding dress into the bathroom, insane!
Well it's urine, it's not something that huge or whatever. Who the hell urinates with a million dollar wedding dress? It can only be me! Anabelle!
I walked straight to the toilet, just a quick ease and then I'm out. But that's what I thought, at least that's what I was aiming for at least, but I fucking opened the door and I fucking saw my best friend in the world and my soon to become husband fucking their life out in there. I bet i could have knocked before entering so at least I won't see all these. I feel like the ground should open and swallow me already. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Why me, whyyy?
Just when I was thinking that my life is starting to get meaning and I am becoming more happier, loved, seen, appreciated, cared for an all. But it was all a lie. They wanted me to think that they wanted me to feel like all is well and I am the luckiest girl on earth. But they fucking hated me, they hated me to the extent that they decided and agreed to use me.
I was overwhelmed emotionally, rage and anger got me, I started crying bitterly, I started confronting Daniel and Mia, I shouted, I cried, it all felt like I was wasting damn my time, the look on Daniel's face showed no remorse, it got to me, it got really deep into my spine.
After seeing all I saw, I couldn't take it in, I ran out with shame, anger, hatred, pain, fear and a lot running through me. I couldn't take it in, I just couldn't. I ran out crying bitterly in my white wedding dress, I listened to no one, I replied no one and I saw no one, I just ran out to get some air, to escape from this world, to leave the circus of pain, to excuse my heart from pain and feel nature. All I ever wanted was peace. It's not so much to ask! It was peace and not fucking Lamborghini.
I'm I surprised? Nahhh, cause things are always different in my own turn. It's nothing new.
I spotted a bar around the corner, so I ran into the place, I didn't even care to check the name or anything, I just ran into the place to drink my sorrows away and forget everything possible,drown everything I saw in my liquor and move on.
I can't believe Mia would do me like this. I loved Mia, I could do anything for her, I was reading to fight anybody that comes cross her, I could kill for her. I love her and she knows. Does it mean that everything was all pretence? Does it mean that she hated me all these while? Does it mean I wasn't valued or regarded as worthy because I don't understand where all these are coming from?
I love with all my heart, I care, I do everything in my power to make her feel special, she was like a sister to me, I acknowledged every one of her help and I did all I can to repay her. Not because I feel indebted, but because I value her and I want her to know.
I keep her posted about every single thing that goes on in my life, my win is has and I give her updates on everything like I owe it to her, I spent half of my worth to make sure she got the best and most memorable birthday ever, just to make her feel special. Was all this a pretense? Was all this a show to use me and play with my feelings, God I can't believe it!
God, my very own best friend and my fiance.
How ?
What did I do wrong? He made all the promises in the world to me, he made me feel special on all my birthdays, he kissed me at night on my forehead, he cooks for me, he does a lot, a lot of things that not just any kind of person does. I loved him and he knows, I thought he loved me too.
I'm so ashamed of myself, for being a fool yet again, for being too trusting, for being vulnerable every point in time and for letting cowards use me for granted.
I cried bitterly while sipping my liquor. Unfortunately, I wasn't elegant enough, I wasn't good enough, I wasn't lovable enough. I was just a tool for them to use, God please save me, I feel like a ghost of myself. I feel like thrash, that's if I am not one.
The look on their faces, fuck!
No remorse, just selfish stare. I can't believe them.
I'm tired of this cycle, as soon as I think all is well then everything comes crumbling down. I'm tired of this shit whole, I am tired of this endless cycle, I am tired of being an item.
I need to be valued and respected. I'm worth it and more.