Confusion
Premonitions Part One
It seemed to be going well. The wedding was set for a week from that day for Victor and Victoria. They thought there would be no interruptions now…but this was the biggest mistake they had made yet. Of course no one would have expected it the first time, but with all that had happened that day, they should have expected a little something paranormal. But they didn't.
Victor had been thinking hard lately. After all, it would have been quite a shaking experience to meet the dead, let alone to somehow have a romance with one, nearly killing yourself to stay with her. It was all so…confusing. And would it all have happened if he had known his vows? Probably not…yet he was glad he had gotten to meet the Corpse Bride herself. She was sweet, beautiful, kind, and very talented. He remembered just how talented as she had played a piano duet with him…to make up for the rude words that had slipped from his mouth. Yet another positive quality…she was forgiving. He had said some very cruel things…and after what she had been through, it was amazing she could still forgive anyone and still be as kind as she was.
No…it couldn't be…he missed her…but why, or how? Emily…the one and only Corpse Bride, a dead woman, was making him feel alone and guilty…though he was to be married in only a week…give or take a few days. She had said that he should be with Victoria and that she should not have taken his dreams. How could someone, who had been struck with love twice and pierced through with its cruel side both times, who was more alone than he would ever be, make him feel such an emotion?
Yet this feeling was just the beginning of a premonition… Victor would soon find it hard to even look at Victoria, let alone his own reflection. Emily had made it look as though she were happy that she was free and that Victor was too…but neither of them was happy now. They had loved each other, but it was too hectic for them be truthful about it…there had been too much pressure. And now they would take the toll…
Victor's POV (thoughts)
I don't think I can take this anymore. I feel I'm holding my breath as this life's mistakes take their toll…but when anyone asks, I must hide behind a smile as my guilt's plan to lead me away from here unfolds. I feel I've been lied to by everything…I lost all faith in the things I've achieved, although they aren't much…It seems like I've been sleeping and now that I've woken, I've found myself in the shadows of everything I have caused. I long to be with Emily…to be lost in her. She can take me away from this. But no, I just can't let myself go to her…I caused this to myself and I have to crawl through this world as the guilt of it flows in my veins…When I look at myself, I realize that my heart has changed…it used to love Victoria…but no longer. I wish I could go to her because I can't go on like this…I loathe what I have done. Although they tell me I'm in the Land of the Living, I feel I'm lost in a dying world…and when I reach for something more, it's the Land of the Dead and Emily.
I've grown so tired of the lie I live! They tell me this land is alive, but it seems so dead to me after what I've been through…the dead showed me the real meaning of the life of the party…and now I can't stand it here. I need to get away from this… even away from the old me that still lingers in this world. No, no, what am I thinking! This guilt is driving into me…this is a deep premonition.
And next chapter, we'll see what Emily's up to…
Sorry this chapter is so short, but this is turning out to be a challenge to write. The rest all just came to me, but this one is taking more thought…you patience will be rewarded…eventually anyway…Thanks for waiting!
Lydia Deetz
