Thread: An Unwanted Union (sispuppet and Bella)

As he wrote that last note, she looked up at him, realizing the lengths he would go to and then he was speaking out loud. She got up and shook her head. No...no Michael, don't...don't do anything...you know as well as I do that he has to firm a grip on the people of this community. Don't do anything that will jeopardize you...or get you in trouble. If you get cast out then who will I have to speak to? she asked, her voice soft. She gave him another hug and then leaned up, kissing his cheek before grabbing his hands, giving them a squeeze. Please...don't do anything. No matter what happens or what things are said... she whispered then took a deep breath before handing him the empty plate and tray as well. Don't worry about me. I'm a tough girl... Farrah promised him then gave a gentle smile before it faded. What happens if you can't rally the troops hmm? You'll be beaten, taken away and locked out forever. I'll be okay... she promised then swallowed. I promise. You...should probably go. I get the feeling mother's not to happy about you being here, she said then gave him one more hug, putting on a brave face, even though she was scared to death. After he was gone, she could of swore she heard her mother and Matthew conversing downstairs but paid them no heed. She paced her room, only growing more nervous before finally eating the chicken and tossing the bones out into the middle of the night before finally getting some sleep. The following day was the worst. She was woken to a meal of bread and water and then had been taken and scrubbed from head to toe. The worst of it had been the shaving. Her arms, her legs and even her sex. By the end of it she was just ready to crawl into a hole and die from the embarrassment. Once all that had been done, she had been placed in a white robe and then given more bread and water before all of the women began to pray around her. They prayed that she be fertile and happy, that she obeyed without question and grew in love with her husband. Of all the things they prayed over, Farrah wanted to snort sometimes. Instead of listening however, she prayed for strength to endure but did so silently instead of audibly as the women surrounding her. By the day's end, she was exhausted and feeling lethargic from the lack of nourishment and was to bed soon after. When the morning of her wedding arrived, she was given bread and water once more and then taken to be prepared. Her mother and the other women fussed over her hair, giving some strands small braids with ribbon and she put on the wedding dress and matching slippers. Once that was done, she was ready for church. Given it was her wedding, the sermon would be a quick one and as she entered the church, she kept her held high and walked down the aisle to the man who was her father, and then stood before him. Her eyes moved from him to the women and men gathered in the church and then fell on Michael before she turned away and then looked at him, her eyes challenging him. As the vows were spoken, her mother answered for her and then it was sealed with a kiss but she turned at the last moment so his mouth landed on her cheek. Cheers came and she winced as he grabbed her arm, leading her out of the room and down toward the banquet hall where everything was set up for a wedding feast. The banquet hall began to fill and she sank down beside her father then glanced at him. You haven't won, she told him quietly. You'll regret anything you do to me because God is watching and he knows the truth, she whispered softly then drew back, giving him a glare before turning away, scooting to the other side of her chair if only to avoid touching him or letting him touch her. Her mother came offering wine to them, pouring glasses but Farrah ignored hers, turning away from all the happy discussions and music playing.