Chapter 12- Rescue me!!!
Disclaimer… begs it to leave me alone but it just pokes me with a stick
Six months later, Sana sits on her bed, her white wedding dress laid out beside her. The pearls sew onto the waist and halfway down the skirt glinted back at her almost mocking her as she thought about her husband-to-be.
There was nothing sweet about him. Zeichi was an egotistical, overbearing, sex addict. The only thing that saved her from becoming his bed mate through the passing months was that she made Mr. Saome swear that his son wouldn't touch her in any way, shape or form until the honeymoon. Sighing, Sana looked toward the balcony window, praying that a certain wind demon would come to the wedding. All she needed was one final look at those cerulean blue eyes, to hear that cute Irish accent ask one more majorly embarrassing question that would make her blush and hide her face from viewing eyes. But she knew that that would never happen.
When Sana mentioned the invites to Jin and the others, it was automatically decided that they were NOT invited. 'It's not fair! All I wanted was my true love, my rapist, and my other friends to know that I'm okay- okay but completely unhappy. So long as they don't worry, that's all that matters… I need them! Now more than ever!!' she thought, walking out onto the very balcony she was sighing at.
Sana leaned against the railing, wondering if THIS could really be HER wedding day. Isn't that day supposed to be the happiest day of her life? And if so, shy was she feeling nothing but regret? The only explanation could be Jin.
"Sigh… I'd better get ready for the ceremony," Sana grumbled, walking back into her room and closing the door before changing into her beautiful white wedding dress.
Then she fixed her hair, make up, and veil. "It's time… I'm sorry, Jin," She said, leaving the room while preparing to walk down the aisle.
About a half hour later and half the aisle later, Sana walked slowly, refusing to look at anyone and/or smile. Mr. Saome was also frowning but not for the same reason. While he disapproved of her attitude, she was still thinking about the love she lost due to the Saome's. If she could pretend that Zeichi was Jin, she'd be grinning like the Cheshire cat and looking forward to tying the eternally bonding knot. And by 'eternally', it is meant that Mr. Saome had paid A LOT of money to make it an impossibility to get a divorce so from the moment Zeichi's lips touch hers, they are together until 'death do they part.'
'Just a few more steps…' she thought, moving even slower.
One step, two step… all of a sudden, a bright red blur swooped down and scooped up Sana. And with a gust of wind, the bride was gone, leaving a pissed off Mr. Saome and a horny Zeichi at the alter.