God I dreaded writing this. I hate stuff like this ugh. In this I mention a wedding. If your wedding will not go that way because of religious reasons, just pretend it will or imagine it as something else.
But I'm back and ready to write. I finally realized that if I don't at least try to write, I'll never get motivated.
"Where are you little slut? I know you're here somewhere!" your boyfriend Adam yelled. You shivered at the sound of his voice.
"Louis you have to hurry. He's drunk. Way more than usual and I'm pretty sure my arm is broken," you whispered into the phone from under the bed.
"Alright look babe, I'm coming right now. Keep me on the phone babe. I'll be there before you know it," he said. Just then, there was a hard pounding on the door.
"Shit Lou. He's coming!" you whispered.
"Don't move Y/N."
Suddenly, the door was kicked open. You bit your arm to reduce the sound of your loud breathing.
"Come on slut, come out!" Adam said.
You moved to turn your phone volume down just in case Louis was heard. Instead, you accidentally hit the speaker button and Louis' voice echoed through the quiet room.
"Oh I got you now bitch!" Adam said as he grabbed your legs from under the bed and took your phone in the process. "Who the fuck is this? Is the man you've been cheating on me with?"
"N-No Adam. I-I'm not cheating on you. I l-love you," you stuttered.
"God I knew you were a slut," he spat. Tears flooded your eyes as he forced you to stand up as he slapped you across the face. "So how long have you been screwing him? Or is he one of many guys? I know you used to sleep around."
You gasped as he threw you against the wall and his hands were tightly around your neck.
"You're nothing but a worthless whore," Adam said, his grip on your neck becoming tighter.
"A-Adam stop. Please."
You looked into his eyes and wondered how something like this could happen. This only happens when he's drunk. The next day, he says he doesn't remember any of it and treats you like you're the only girl in the world.
You two were so in love. You glanced at your wedding picture on the dresser and tears rolled down your cheeks as you remembered that day. It was perfect, the best day of your life.
Today was the most important day in your life. You were marrying the love of your life. You rubbed your sweaty hands on the side of your dress before taking the bouquet with shaky hands. You looked at yourself once more in the mirror before you heard music playing.
"Come on hun, it's your big moment," your dad said.
You hooked arms with him before the doors opened and all eyes were on you. You prayed you wouldn't trip as all your family members and friends watched you walk down.
You felt like such a princess and there stood your prince. Adam's eyes were so full of love, as if you were the only two in the room. Once you reached him, you realized you were crying. He gently wiped your tears away. You exchanged vows which was sort of a blur.
"Do you, Y/N Y/L/N, take Adam to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
You looked up at Adam, as he was 6 feet tall, and confidently choked out, "I do." He slid the ring on your finger and you began to cry even more than before.
"And do you, Adam Levine (a/n: im so sorry), take Y/N Y/L/N to be your lawfully wedded wife?"
You reached up and wiped his tears away as he said, "I do."
You slid the ring on his finger as you heard the words, "You may now kiss your bride."
Adam put his hands on your waist as you put your arms around his neck. He crashed his lips to yours and spun you around. He finally set you down as everyone cheered.
"I love you," you whispered. He intertwined your fingers and you both started to walk through the doors.
"I love you babe. More than you can imagine. I can't believe you're mine forever, Mrs. Levine," he said and kissed your cheek.
Just the thought of it all broke you to pieces as you felt the life slowly being sucked out of you. You were gonna die right in his arms. It was getting harder to breathe and you watched the man you fell in love with squeeze the life out of you. You loved him a lot and you knew he didn't mean everything he said. You looked into his eyes one more time and swore you saw a look of guilt in his eyes, but it was too late for you to tell.
You saw black and the last thing you hear was someone screaming your name and what sounded like police sirens outside.
Holy shit why did I write that? I know Adam Levine would never treat anyone like that but I picked a first name and he came to mind instantly.
Also, sorry for what I said in my last post. I mean if you saw it because I deleted it right after.
Anyway I have a question. Do you guys watch Teen Wolf? I'm thinking of starting either a preference book or a book with like a storyline. I don't know who yet though. Liam Dunbar is my babe so it could be him. Maybe Theo although I know he's crazy but he's cute. But then I like all of the guys from Teen Wolf. I find it kinda unfair how every guy in that school is attractive. Like why can't it be that way in every school? I'm fed up.