A/N: Hey everyone! Here comes Chapter 3! Hope you like it!!
I gasped. His house was HUGE! It was a big white mansion with a couple small steps that led to the double door entrance. It was a couple of storeys high and had a unique yet beautiful architectural structure.
"Do you like it, Bella, love?" Mike asked.
What an idiot! I was pretty sure I had just told him not to call me that, at least twenty minutes ago. Either he had short-term memory loss or just decided to completely ignore whatever I said. The first one seemed less likely than the second.
I didn't answer him. Instead, I took my arm from his and turned around walking back towards the cars. I could walk home. I knew the way.
"Oh no you don't," he said and a few men in a blue and white uniform grabbed me and dragged me back to him. When I was in front of him he smirked and held on to me firmly.
He dragged me up into the palace and into a huge seating area where my family and some complete strangers sat, watching us intently as we walked into the room.
"Mum, Dad, this is my fiancé, Bella Swan," said Mike, grandly, as we entered the room.
The room was large and well lit. It had a huge fireplace at the far end. There were five or six large, comfortable looking couches arranged in a neat semi-circle.
A middle-aged couple approached us. The woman had highlighted blonde hair that was smoothed into an elegant twist at the back of her neck. She was short and slightly rounded.
The man was tall and had light brown hair and dark blue eyes. He was lean and had fair skin.
"Hello Bella and welcome to our family. I am Karen and this is my husband, John."
The man, John, just nodded.
Mike sat me on a couch and put his arm around me. I didn't try to struggle out of it. I knew there would be some form of consequence for that.
For a long time, they chatted about the upcoming wedding. Alice played a main role in that conversation, of course. She'd have a lot of fun planning my wedding. And what an oh-so perfect excuse to go shopping.
The wedding was going to be a large social thing- basically everything I wouldn't want for my wedding. No one even thought about asking what I would want. They probably all just assumed I would want a big white wedding with ten bridesmaids and one thousand people watching.
They talked about the honeymoon and what would happen after that. Of course, they decided I would live with them. Ugh.
After a while, i couldn't take it anymore. I was getting a little depressed. I needed some space. My emotions were fighting my mind and my senses, and I wasn't putting up much a fight. I could feel myself falling apart and I couldn't do it in public. I had to be alone. Somehow, some way, I would be alone.
"Um, excuse me? I need to go to the bathroom," I said, interrupting a nauseating conversation about what my family would get after the wedding.
"of course, dear. Just down the hallway. The first door on the left," said Karen.
I stood up, out of Mike's annoying, possessive embrace and made my way, slyly out the front door. I walked around the vast, green backyard, out of sight from the first room. I walked until I found a cute stone bench that I could sit on for a while.
I let the emotions wash over me.
Why?! Why the hell did he have to choose me?! I wasn't really even that pretty. I was plain. Just plain. So why me?!
So much for my dream life. My plans. My education. My friends-not that I had a lot to start with. My hopes. My dreams. My career. My dream husband...
I burst into tears, letting each one stream down my face freely. No one was here I didn't care.
Well, I didn't care, at least, not until he came around the corner.
A/N: Well, there you go! Chapter 3! See if you can guess who he is. Its pretty obvious to me, but im the author...
Tell me wat u think! I'll try to get Chapter 4 up and running soon...
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