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Tisha's POV

I got out of the shower just as she came back with one of my aunts.
In no time, I was dolled up.
Looking like a b-r-i-d-e.

I could hear the somewhat distant voice of the MC booming from a speaker somewhere in our large compound.

"There she is!"

"Awww doesn't she look biyitifuuuu??!"

I rolled my eyes beneath my veil.
My cousins sure had a way of riling me up.
They knew how much I hated this whole situation yet they did nothing but ensure I was aware I would be going off to live with a total stranger for the rest of my life.

When did my life even become this miserable?

"Oya oya oya let's go. They're about to ask the bride to come in", my mum prodded us out the back door, my female cousins in tow.

I looked at my mum's excited face expressionlessly.
When did it all start to go wrong?
What happened to the loving mother I boasted about?
The one who would listen to my opinions and wouldn't force me to do things I wouldn't want to.
The one who would bear the weight of my bone crushing hugs.

What the hell happened?
I bit back tears threatening to spill.

She'd kill me if she discovered I was ruining the flawless make up it took her artist hours to perfect.

She of all people knew how much I hated makeup oo.

Avoiding my eyes, she left me and my bridesmaids  at the edge of some kind of aisle and walked off to take her seat beside my dad who looked as miserable as I felt under the masked smile he put on.

"It's time to usher in our beautiful bride-", the MC spilled out with a wide grin I felt like wiping off with a punch.

Wasn't one's wedding day supposed to be the happiest day of their life?
Lord knew mine was the total opposite.
I so wasn't prepared for this kind of future.
I still thought of myself as a kid.
I thought I would make my own money for a while before finding someone to call my own.
I didn't even tell ANY of my friends about this.

So
Like this now, someday I'd be yelling on top of my lungs at kids I probably wouldn't even love to stop playing.

Argh!!!

I wasn't doing this.

Slowly....I bent down.
The hook of my heels come off easily under my fingers.

I winced as my legs shook painfully. 

"Note to self, heels are murderers in disguise", I mumbled. 

Everyone was laughing at something the MC was saying.

The dumbbell bridesmaids including. Perfect.

Slowly, I moved my now free feet covered in socks.
One step back....
Two steps...
Three steps...
Left foot up...
Right foot slide....
Backwards...
A little more...

"Hey what is the bride trying to do??", someone from the crowd spoke up in a loud voice.

Eeisshhhhhhh

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