YOU CAN ONLY BE MY BRIDE
2088 Words
CASSIE WILLIAMS
“Uncle Lucas?” My voice vibrates through my trembling lips.
Lucas walks his tall figure further, getting closer to where we are. I quickly shift my mind from his beautiful features and think about the situation right now.
“Where is Wayne?” I ask.
“Wayne is gone. He left you,”
As blunt as always. Uncle Lucas does not even sound bothered or at least look remorseful for his nephew, who wants to give me a heart attack at this rate and age.
I laugh, not sure if it's to convince myself or them that I can handle the lies, and I cannot be pranked.
“Wayne would never leave me. I spoke to him this morning, and he was looking forward to marrying me! He told me I shouldn’t be nervous and that everything would go well. Mom, tell them Wayne would never do that to me,” Only now do I feel panic.
My heart starts racing, and my breathing hitches.
“Sit down, sweetie... maybe there is a reason behind all of this,” My mother tries to convince me positively, but it is my wedding day today, and this should not be happening.
“Where did Wayne go? Why would he do this to me today out of all days? Why!?” I let out a wail, and before I could even fall, Uncle Lucas is quick to hold me in his arms — the same arms that I was enveloped in when we shared a bottle of red wine.
His hold makes me shiver, and I cannot even resist it. After a while, he sits me on the couch, and Gina immediately brings me a glass of water.
“Where is he? Where is my fiancé?” I ask, running my eyes at every one of them. “Wayne can’t just disappear; he is not that type... Caleb? You must know where he is. You guys are best friends, and you talk about everything. Where is my fiancé? We are supposed to get married right now. He promised to wait down the aisle for me,”
Wayne’s mother walks in. I get up, push through to get to her, and hold her hands.
“Mrs. Jones, please tell me that it is all lies. Tell me where Wayne is,” I beg her and get down on my knees in front of her. “Please, I know you think that we are rushing things, but I promise I will be good to your only son. Tell me where he is,”
“I am sorry, Cassie. We need to cancel the wedding...”
“No one is cancelling anything! The guests are already here, and we cannot turn them away. The wedding must go on, whether the groom is here or not!”
Uncle Lucas startles all of us.
“What?” Mrs. Jones is surprised.
Uncle Lucas walks up and stands just in front of me. I look just right on the floor, afraid to look up at his gaze. I was just in this position, in only my G-string when he dominated me, and I just obeyed like a slave and submitted to him.
Is my past catching up with me? Did Wayne find out about us and decided to up and leave?
It doesn’t make sense why he would leave without talking to me. Something must have happened!
“Lucas, that is absurd! We need to tell the guests to go home,”
“Leave us... I need to talk to Cassandra alone,”
Oh, no... I hope they don’t leave me alone with this man. If anything, I regret ever accepting a job from him. Everything is just coming back to me, and it is eating me up. I can’t help but believe that everything happening now has everything to do with Uncle Lucas.
I sudden feel of loath for him fills my heart and regret engulfs me. Back then, he commanded me not to look at him unless he said so, but now, I bravely stare at him and shake my head.
“No!” I spit out. “If you have anything to say to me, say it in front of them.”
He tilts his head, and the corner of his lips curves slightly.
“Are you sure?” He asks cockily.
I gasp.
I am still on my knees as if I was ordered to stay down. As I lift my leg to stand, his voice rumbles,
“Stay right where you are, young girl, and answer my question!”
What the f**k is wrong with Uncle Lucas?
I look at Gina who looks a little pissed. I nod for her to leave.
“Lucas! Wayne is missing you are only worried about the people?” Mrs. Jones inquires frustrated.
“It’s okay, Mrs. Jones. Mom...” I look at my mom who has teary eyes. She must be very disappointed right now.
My mother is a chronic person, and I know that attending her chemotherapy sessions only hurt her more but she wanted to do it for me so that she could live to see this day. The least that I wanted to do is make her see this day sooner because the doctors already made us aware that she has less than twenty-two months to live.
It hurts because all I wanted to do was dedicate my life to her, not the other way round. I know that one day I might not get to see her anymore, but at least all I wanted to do was make her last moments happy and not for her to worry about me.
“Will you be okay, sweetie?” Mom asks.
I nod my head.
My knees are hurting and I just cannot wait for everyone to leave so that I can get up. This is humiliation.
The door closes and the silence fills the room. Immediately, he walks over to the door and locks it.
Can you imagine, I haven’t seen him since that one night, and we happen to see each other in this situation?
“Uncle Lucas,”
“Shut up! You thought I wouldn’t find out that you are getting married?”
“Can I get up?” I ask.
“That is your punishment; endure it! How dare you disobey me like that? I told you that once I claim you, you are mine. I own you and no one else should have accessibility to what I have already unleashed. I hope you have been behaving yourself, and no one,”
“Stop, okay? Just stop! What we did was a mistake. Your nephew is missing for crying out loud, and you are only worrying about the meaningless mistake we made? I love Wayne, and he is the only man I want to marry!”
He laughs and walks up to me before he crouches down to me.
His golden-brown eyes meet my teary eyes. He puts his hand on my cheek and slowly runs his fingers down to my neck.
“Did you think I would let you go? I meant every word when I said I claimed you, and now you belong to me. Wayne chickened out, and I am here to take his position that should have been mine in the first place. You can only be my bride, Casandra Jane Williams. If the Jones is not me, you can’t marry them, capeesh?”
“Uncle Lucas, please. We can’t do this...” I cry out. “What will people say?”
“Where the f**k were they when you and I connected our souls? You said it yourself that you were happy I was the one to open those sexy legs and get to be the first one to taste that coochie, but girl, if it is people you are worried about, are you sure that you were marrying Wayne for the right reasons?”
“Wayne loves me and cares about me!”
“And you don’t want to disappoint him, right? He has done so much for you that you feel indebted to him, isn’t it? f**k that! We both know what we had that night; it was real and I am here to reclaim what I regret leaving behind,” He stands up and helps me up too.
My knees are on fire, but that is not the issue. What have I gotten myself into?
If this ever gets out, I am going to be a disappointment to my mother, and more especially to Wayne.
My makeup is probably ruined by my tears. The day I thought would be the best day of my life has turned into a catastrophe.
“Did you like my gift?” He asks.
What is he talking about?
“What gift?” I ask.
“Flowers, whit sexy number, and...”
“You sent those? I thought the owner...”
“I am the owner of this hotel. Why do you think you were getting married here in the first place? Wayne can never afford it here. Now that I can, we are going to walk out of here together and make this wedding happen. At the end of this day, you will be my wife,”
I shake my head vigorously with frustration.
“What! I will never marry you, Lucas! Wayne will never allow it,”
“Then...” He walks around and gets behind me.
He slides his hand around to my lower abdomen as he rests his other hand on my bare shoulders and seductively slides it to my neck, grasps on it gently and then whispers...
“Your life will be like a curse. This phenomenon will keep happening on your wedding day where the groom just disappears,”
A knock suddenly comes through the door and someone instantly tries to open it with no access.
“What is it going to be?”
***
The guests are all gone except mom, Wayne’s mom, Gina, and Caleb. Wayne’s mom is staring at me blankly as I walk down the aisle with a little bouquet of yellow, white, and pink flowers in my hand. This has to be my saddest wedding day ever. No one is happy but the priest who is happy to do his job, and of course the man standing with him at the altar.
He was never going to let me go even when I had disagreed against him. If he could stop my wedding with Wayne, he could actually do anything.
I finally reach the altar and stand in front of the Christopher Hemsworth looking man. His golden-brown eyes beam with a fire with passion, and his smile was just... Well, cocky and it made me hate him.
The pastor said his opening words before he began with the ceremony. Uncle Lucas has convinced everyone that we are getting married just for me to keep the Jones family name until Wayne comes home.
My mother is just supporting me, and Gina is really mad about this.
I am mad at myself right now.
“I now pronounce you man and wife. Sir, you may kiss your bride,”
Oh, my God! How did we get here so fast?
Of course, we don’t have the rings for him to bless, but he has blessed our joke of a marriage.
I stare up at the statuesque body that is looking down at me with eyes full of lust. He put his hands on my waist and moved slowly closer to me.
I can’t believe he really is about to kiss me in front of everyone, exposing our secret to them. Under everyone’s witness, he lowers his head down to my face, and his lips which perched on mine moved, and he used his tongue to part my lips.
I could taste the alcohol he probably had earlier, but what I couldn’t miss was the feeling that I had when we had s*x that one night.
It was more than this.
A sudden moan escapes my lips which force me to withdraw quickly away from him.
He smirks and uses his index finger and the thumb to wipe the lipstick on his lips.
“I told you, you can only be my bride.”
He has indeed made me his bride, but I became his bride under uncontrollable circumstances. What's worse, I married a man fifteen years older than me. I am only twenty-five years old.
- Writer
