Thread: An Unwanted Union (sispuppet and Bella)

Anger wells up inside of the father. He did not know that his daughter had gotten this insolent. No, he needed to calm down, lest he do something wrong in a fit of rage. Taking a deep breath, he knows what must be done. Walking the short distance to reach the girl, father Matthew brings his hand up and delivers a hard slap across her face. The sound echoes throughout the room, and the girls face has a bright red mark on it. Leaning down to examine it, he sees Farrah flinch. I did not take pleasure in doing that to you, my child, but Gods will is clear here. The devil has entered your mind and clouded your thoughts. You will see. On our wedding day, you will be saved from the hellfire. He holds her shoulders tight and gives an almost fatherly kiss to her head before leaving the room, locking the door behind him. He leaves the key with Ella, knowing he can trust his wife to keep the girl inside until Sunday. Making his way home, the father stops and changes direction, going to his sons house instead. The incident today with his daughter has left him worried that she may not be the only one going astray. He needed to speak with Michael and make sure the boy could carry on the foundations of their teachings. Good evening father, please come in. Michael says, moving out of the way to allow his father entrance to the house. Matthew takes a look around, frowning at its untidy state. Theres a candle on a table next to a comfortable looking chair. Beside it rests a book, turned over so that Michael doesnt lose his page. He knew from a glance that it wasnt a bible. No, likely it was a book that his son picked up from a trip to the city, and was filled with lies and slander about religion, or advocating the use of drugs. Michael sees the disappointed look on his fathers face. Its a copy of a war journal father. Strategies and such from General Grant. He picks the book up quickly and puts it away. Is there something I can help you with today, father? He asks, giving the man his full attention. Somewhat distracted by the book, the father focuses back on Michael. I will be wedding on Sunday. He says. His son simply smiles and nods, biting his tongue. He wanted to remark that his father had enough wives, and in deed enough children, but he knew his father would not take kindly to those words. I want you to go there tomorrow and introduce yourself properly to her, as well as read the bible verses concerning a womans duties to her husband. It was time his son took on more responsibilities, and reading from the bible would do them both some good. Michael chimes in, wondering who the bride will be. Youve met her a few times, but never spoken much. It is Farrah, Ellas girl. Michael looks up in shock. Father, but that is, you cant marry her, can you? He asks, trying to make sense of this. The bible forbid such relationships, that much was clear. The father does not take kindly to being questioned though. It is Gods will! He shouts as an explanation. Were there a better way, then surely it would have been made clear to us by now, but the girl is quickly falling for the tricks of the devil. She needs the proper guidance of a good husband, and I am the only one who can help her. He calms down and straightens himself, turning to leave. You will do as I told you, and come Sunday, I want you prepared. I have certain things that will be important for you to do. With that, he heads out, leaving his son to think over what he had just been told.