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Thread: An Unwanted Union (sispuppet and Bella)

Farrah paused as the door opened and she wished she had had the hindsight to block the darn thing so she could be left alone. As her father entered, she took a step back from him, moving to the other side of the bed. God's will. Everything you do is for God's will. Only you can have more than wife. It is God's will. Only you are the prophet and God only speaks to you. I may not be we'll read like you but I know that God would not bless this union and I am not going to marry you. I don't care if I do burn in hell for it. This isn't God's will. This is yours. You are a liar, and a fake...I see right through you, she said defiantly, keeping the bed between them. I'm not as stupid as you think. I am not like my mother. You are horrible. Girls who are raped before they marry are sent to that pleasure house only to be raped more. Men who outwardly disobey you or question you are beaten and they can read the bible and know sometimes what you speak isn't Gid's word. You twist everything up to suit your wants... Angrily, she turned away, walking to her window and gazing out before turning to look at him. Get out of my room and go away. I am not marrying you...you can put the notion out of your head right now because it is not happening. Ever, she swore vehemently.
Thread: An Unwanted Union (sispuppet and Bella)

Erin cried out in shock and pain as he slapped her and then examined the mark. Her pale skin would certainly bruise because of the blow. As he told her it was the devil's work, she held back a retort and then felt his hands drawing her close to kiss her head. Watching him leave and hearing the door lock, she inwardly cursed and grabbed a nearby doll, throwing it at the door before collapsing onto the bed, curling up in a ball. The following morning, the door was still locked but she heard female voices downstairs and shuffling feet. Sinking onto the floor by her bedroom door, she listened to the sounds of jovial voices and excitement. Hearing footsteps come toward the door, she stood up, and watched as a young man entered with a tray of food and a bible in hand. She recognized him as her half brother from her mother's sister wife. As he shut the door, she heard it click and realized he hadn't come up alone. I suppose dear old dad sent you, she said, slowly grabbing the tray of good. It was a small meal, no doubt punishment from her mother. One egg scrambled, two strips of bacon and a single slice of toast with a small glass of orange juice. Come to preach to me? To tell me I am bound to hell for not wanting to marry him... Her voice was tinged with anger, not necessarily at him but her situation. She was being kept locked up and still had the whole day and two more full days before Sunday came. Sinking down on the bed, she grabbed the plate and slowly ate before draining the orange juice. Sitting the empty plate and glass aside, her gaze went back to her half-brother, watching him, unaware of the large purple bruise on her cheek since she didn't have a mirror in her room or her bathroom.
Thread: An Unwanted Union (sispuppet and Bella)

Michael gets up early the next morning, taking his bible and frowning down at it. He did not want to go through with this, but what choice did he have? Even he couldnt disobey his father without punishment. Resigning himself to his duty, he leaves and makes his way to Ellas house. Its already busy when he arrives. Women are running around and getting things ready, helping the mother clean everything up. They all seem so happy. No one questions his fathers decision. They believe it to be the will of God as he had said, but Michael found it difficult to agree with that. Michaels trips to the city had shown him that the so called heathens lived good lives despite never having even heard of his father. They had been helpful and kind, and the technologies they had available to him seemed to make for an easier life. Well, dwelling on it would not do him any good. Right now he had a job to do. He greets Ella with a warm smile, which the woman returns with a large one of her own. She seems happier than any of the other women in the house, talking about how noble the father was for saving the soul of her daughter. Michaels smile becomes more forced and he only nods to imply he agrees. After explaining why he is there, Ella is quick to thank him, handing the platter of food to take up with him. He declines the offer for breakfast, not having much of an appetite at the moment. Ella gets the key ready, but Michael knocks on Farrahs door before going inside, thanking the girls mother as she closes the door behind her. Normally this would be a major sin in the compound, but he was the son, the one who would inherit the responsibilities of spreading the teachings. He was also the girls brother, so they thought there was little risk of something happening compared to Farrah trying to escape. Looking up at Farrah, Michael is stunned for a moment. He never really had a chance to get a good look at her before. Farrah, he realizes, is a very beautiful girl. Her eyes, the bewitching violet eyes that so many were warned to look away from drew him into her, and he couldnt resist staring. Her words bring him out of his stupor. You do not want to marry him? He asks in surprise. He had assumed that she would be as happy as the women downstairs. Every female in the compound seemed to want to be blessed as a wife of the father, or barring that, as a wife of his son. It had been one reason Michael had been so hesitant to be wed. The women here tended to frighten him in how they acted. His eyes are drawn to the mark on her head, and without saying a word, he disappears from the room. Quickly getting some ice in a cloth, he returns with it and sits next to the girl. Here you are, it should make it feel better and keep it from swelling. He says, offering the cloth to the girl. He looks down at the bible next to him, frowning at it. If she did not want to marry him, then how could his father go through with this? Surely not even he had the right to force his daughter to marry him against her will. Im sorry. He tells her in a quiet voice, knowing it is wholly inadequate for this situation.
Thread: An Unwanted Union (sispuppet and Bella)

As he offered ice for the bruise and soreness of her cheek, and apologized, Farrah felt her bravado fall before shrugging. Sorry as you are, it won't do me much good. I got this for calling him a liar and a few other choice words. Marriage to him is my way to salvation. I need a strong husband and a man to guide me away from the devil... She muttered, dropping her hand to her lap then sighing. As to what he no doubt wants you to read to me, I already know the majority of it. Let's just say I have a good memory. Ephesians 522. Wives, submit to your husbands as to the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church, his body, of which he is the Savior. Now as the church submits to Christ, so also wives should submit to their husbands in everything. Farrah paused and then looked down. Other versus say a wife should submit to her husband and one verse says a woman's body belongs not only to herself but also to her husband. He thinks I am to stupid to know what he expects. My mother is a perfect example of what he wants from me but this is wrong. Farrah swallowed. Leviticus says that a man cannot marry any close of kin to him or his son's daughter or his daughter's daughter. And yet it is God's will I marry him. I can't do it. But they are going to force me too. He is going to find a way to get me to marry him without me uttering a single word. I have all ideas he will get mother yo speak for me....since I am only sixteen..... Farrah swallowed hard and lifted her hand once more, pressing the ice to her cheek. Thank you brother, for the ice...it certainly helps.....
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Michael knew the apology wouldnt do her much good, but he had wished that she would at least see him as understanding her plight. Though in truth, that wasnt very fair of him. He might be trying to help comfort her, but he wasnt stopping the wedding, and she likely saw him as nothing more than a man taking after his father. Yes, that is what he wanted me to read to you. He says, amazed at how well the girl recalled it. Michael mentally goes over when the last time those verses were discussed in mass, but he doesnt remember it being very recent at all. She was quoting Leviticus as well, and he knew that this particular verse had not been discussed. Youre memory isnt so good if youre able to remember things that were never said. He tells Farrah in an amused tone. Seeing the look on her face, he just smiles at her. I remember you getting punished once for trying to read. I suppose that didnt stop you though. He can tell shes worried, so he quickly shakes his head to reassure her. I wont tell father, dont worry. There was never anything in the bible prohibiting a woman from reading. Maybe I can even bring you some books. Think of it as a wedding present. He bites his tongue when he says that, looking away. Reminding her of the impending marriage wasnt what he wanted to do. Another few days until then, maybe he could at least be there to talk to her until then. You dont need me to read this to you. He says, holding the bible up lazily. If youd like though, I could come back tomorrow to talk. Maybe I can even bring a book for you to read. Michael suggests.
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You shouldn't get me any books. I wouldn't ever be able to read them...as to the bible, I memorized it. I have my own copy, worn and faded. I keep it hidden in my room. She swallowed and looked down before getting up and walking to under the bed, she popped up a loose floorboard then took it out before putting the floorboard back. She moved back to him and then sank down beside him, handing it over. See. I...I found it just thrown aside in the church pew one day....I was eight. It wasn't to long after father beat me for trying to learn alongside Lucas. I won't have much use for it now... She handed it to him. Here...you take it, keep it safe. She flushed and grabbed his hand, placing the worn and nearly falling apart book in his hand. As to coming tomorrow....well no sense in me and you getting in trouble by bringing a book here that isn't the bible. Father will have a cow.... She lifted that violet gaze to look at his face then sighed. Don't kick yourself about mentioning the upcoming nuptials...it's a hard subject to avoid. After all, you came here to minister me for it...I suppose I should grin and bear it but I won't. You can tell him that if you wish. Let him think I'm some devil possessed witch. My mother thinks I am. Do you think I'm a witch brother? She asked looking at her older half sibling before looking down again, fingers digging into her skirts. Apparently I cause men to lust after me and smile at them like a harlot....
Thread: An Unwanted Union (sispuppet and Bella)

After Michael had left, her day had been filled with silence. Twice her mother came to the door with food, not saying anything and then leaving her be. Lunch had been a simple sandwich with water and dinner had been a scoop of rice and water as well. No doubt fasting was meant to improve her attitude and prepare her soul for marriage. To mind the time, she had done some cross stitching until deciding on a bath, falling asleep not long after that. Farrah woke the next morning to more female voices downstairs and took her time getting dressed. Pressing her ear to the floorboards, she could hear the conversation below and felt her fear rise at the events in the next couple of days. Tonight the cleansing would begin. Nothing but bread and water complete shaving of hair below her head and a prayer ceremony of the married women to offer blessings and hopes for the bride to be. ....quite lucky to be so blessed Ella, giving the father four handsome and strong sons, and now his new bride. She to is surely blessed...such a shame she doesn't recognize her good fortune... A woman was saying. There were murmured agreements. I know. We all know how strict the father is but he is a good man. Each of us have sinned and been punished for it, and we have learned to follow him as is our duty. Farrah will learn her place once he has given her ample instruction and correction. No mother wants to see her child in the depths of hell.... The lack of remorse in her mother's tone made Farrah swallow. Her mother was going to let the man force himself upon her and beat her and was glad for it. How could she so blindly follow the man's orders. Pushing herself up off the floor, Farrah settled on the bed, turning as the door opened to see her half brother entering once more. As he offered her food, she grinned. You are bound and determined to get in trouble for my sake aren't you, she teased then nodded. But good food sounds wonderful after the meals mother has been sending me. Tomorrow, it is strictly bread and water, and all of the purification ceremonies.... Trailing off, the ebon-haired teen slowly took the book, cracking it open to find a different title. Gulliver's Travels and other works by one Jonathan Swift..... She trailed off then looked up, at first in shock then pure joy. Rushing to him, she gave him a hug then sank down. Michael this is wonderful. The best present I ever got. I bet it is just fascinating... She looked at him and grinned, eyes bright. Thank you. I'm sure it will get me through the day with me having nothing better to do. Thank you Michael.... She said then took a deep breath. How long are you staying today? She asked curiously.
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Father can be rather strict and hard on me, but he also tends to be more lenient at times. He won't beat me publicly, and besides, I can handle any punishment he sees fit. Michael explains. He thinks over possible meals that he could bring her that wouldn't draw suspicion. Even just a bit of meat or preserves to go with her bread should be good, he thinks. Seeing her bright smile makes the work in hiding the book all worth it. Her grin proves infectious, and he ends up smiling back, happy to have given her some minor comfort through all of this. You are very welcome Farrah. I'll be happy to bring you more later. At her question, he looks outside the window. It was still the early morning, but everyone would be hard at work now. Michael shouldn't technically be where he was. His father had only told him to come minister for her the first day, and soon enough he would be needed elsewhere. I can't stay long I'm afraid, but I can come back for a short while tomorrow if you want me to. The day after that as well, though I wouldn't be blessed to stay long at all, and you... might be a bit busy. He remarks before going silent. He wasn't really sure what else he could say. He couldn't provide a reassurance, and in only a couple of days, she would be wedding their father. How would the man expect to keep her silent though? Michael was actually curious to see how much of a scene she makes on her way down the aisle.
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As much as I would like you to visit tomorrow, it can't happen. I will be surrounded by women purifying me and well, I don't want you getting in trouble by sticking around. It's a nice thought to have a friend close by though.... She took a deep breath. I won't be able to stop him from marrying me, nor will anybody else. I'm going to fight tooth and nail. Even if it I get beaten for it....he thinks I will break down beneath his will but I know this marriage is nothing but him wanting me so no one else will have me. I...I'm a defiant young woman that doesn't follow him like a lost sheep. I know he is our father but a lot of what he does is hypocritical of the bible and his own teachings. I've seen him drunk before. No one was allowed to over imbibe or drink wine outside communion and special occasions. I was younger but he drank two whole bottles of wine one night while here. I'm sure you have witnessed it to. Sitting the book down on the bed, she looked up at him. You can warn him if you want but this isn't right....and even if I can't prevent the inevitable, I will make it difficult for him. She looked down, clutching her book to her then taking a deep breath. Thank you for the book Michael...I will certainly treasure it, she swore, turning to look at him with a smile before looking down in her lap once more.
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Michael how's back the urge to laugh. Farrah caught on very quickly. She was a smart girl. Too smart to be here. He thinks of his friend again. Not only was he smart in his own right, he was working with these groups that he kept telling Michael about. People who were fighting for fair rights for everyone. It made sense to him. God made all man equal, didn't he? Well, not if the father was to be believed. His father, the wedding tomorrow... What did it matter what Michael thought? Unless he actually spoke up and tried to end this, his thoughts were pointless. He didn't have the time or the power to stop it though. He wanted to defy his father, but he doubted that he could. Yes, I am. He tells Farrah. It's important that I get this stuff through to you. As he talks though, he opens up the book that he brought along with him and quickly writes out a note. How are you doing? He waits for the response she writes, reading it before writing things down again. Michael goes over the verses with Farrah, the two of them carrying on a conversation for Elsa to hear while they trade the notes carrying their actual discussion. I'll visit you when I can. He reiterates. There was nothing wrong with a brother visiting his sister, was there? As he gets up to leave, Michael comes to a decision. He can't let this happen to her. He leaves her one last note. I can try to stop the wedding tomorrow. I'll object and tell father that it's wrong. Maybe I can convince the people in the church to speak up as well. He hears footsteps as Elsa walks away from the door. He has no right to have you as a wife. He shouldn't even be allowed to kiss you. Michael says with vitriol in his voice.
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Farrah felt dizzy as she was taken from the banquet hall by her brother and father. She hadn't been given anything but wine to drink and it had certainly done a number on her. If this was what drunk felt like, she never wanted to feel it again. As she was laid down on the bed, she groaned and turned over to her side but Matthew's hands were upon her, tearing the fabric of the dress to expose her breasts, even as she pushed at him. Everything seemed off center, and hazy but she could hear what Matthew was saying. Michael. Michael was still here. Her eyes opened to see him falling back and then she whimpered as Matthew pinched her nipple. As Matthew leans down, she winced. D-don't... She begged Michael, giving him a pleading gaze but she guessed Matthew thought it was meant for him. He pinched her nipple harder and tears sprang to her eyes. She shut them tightly, hands moving to his chest, shoving at him. Even inebriated, she didn't want Michael in trouble. He would only be beaten. She had heard of Matthew going to witness consummations before but never had he had his own watched by someone. Embarrassment and fear came together and she managed a weak slap against the man's face and then she was shoving at his body, aware that her dress was now completely torn. She couldn't stop him and while terrified, she would get through it. Her nails raked at his face as she clawed like a cat, trying to inflict enough damage on him for people to know she fought him. You will....r-rot in hell....f-for this father, she told him in slurred speech, kicking and clawing but knowing it wouldn't do much good. She felt her body turned over onto her stomach and then a belt put around her wrists, making her unable to fight. C-coward, she taunted, wincing as she tried in uncoordinated fashion to free her wrists.
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As she was brutally used, she sobbed into the sheets, just glad that it was quick in just a few minutes. As he leaves her and begins to dress, Farrah just closed her eyes and kept them shut as he makes his way from the house. Once he is gone, she slowly curls up into a ball and then hears Michael's voice. Turning, her violet eyes met his own gaze and she swallowed. Don't....don't apologize. You couldn't prevent it. You would gave only gotten in trouble. I couldn't let that happen... Her voice was still slurred and her face red and tear stained. I'm sorry he made you watch....I...I...I just need to be alone okay, she murmured then slowly wrapped the sheet around her, thinking of all the time her mother had put into making her wedding gown. Laying back down, she curled into the fetal position, wincing and crying gently into her pillow, thinking that such a thing couldn't be sanctified by God. It just couldn't. When morning came, Farrah woke to a splitting headache and pain between her legs. Forcing herself up, she stumbled to the bathroom and decided a nice long soak would be best. It certainly eased her aching muscles and while she still felt sick to her stomach, and her head ached, it was time to persevere. Even if the night before had been horrible, she wasn't broken yet. The good thing about marriage, was that now she only answered to him and had more freedom. A small blessing in this horrible situation. After her bath, she tugged on a simple dark dress and pinned her long hair off her neck before venturing downstairs and then outside. Grabbing a basket, she headed toward the market, head held high as people congratulated her marriage and blessed her. She only responded with nods and smiles that didn't reach her eyes. After gathering what she wants, Farrah heads back toward the house only to see her mother exiting and walking toward her. There you are! The woman shouted. Honestly girl, what are you doing? You should be home. He will want another night with you... I don't care what he wants mother. And I'm not a girl anymore. As law states, I don't even have to answer to you anymore. Just him...so back off and leave me alone. She glared at the woman who had so easily handed her over like a lamb to slaughter and then entered her new home, shutting the door and then sinking against it. After gathering her strength once more, she put away the groceries and then surveyed the garden and chicken coops. This was her home now, even if the price was steep. And tonight she would have her full wits about her when he came and she would fight tooth and nail against him. He would get more than a few scratches on his face. That was for sure.