Run, don't look back, I told my self over and over. Branches nipped and cut my skin, a few drew blood to the surface. My dress ripping almost every time it got caught of branches, or twigs. Muddy, torn and battered my wedding dress glowed in the darkness. Voices calling over and over in the darkness behind me, but I ran bare footed forward into the deep forest night. A shot was fired in the air, from a shotgun? or a pistol? I wouldn't know, I'm too old fashioned I'd use a sword. I ran forward my blond hair blowing in the breeze getting caught also on twigs. My hands empty, the weight had been lifted, my engagement ring still placed on my finger, a place the gold band never made. I hope he's in pain, I hope he feels abandon. To make some one his wife, no love granted. I hope he suffers and dies alone, I hope he's in pain. I ran forward not long now, I'll reach the river and swim away with out making a sound.
Another shot was fired followed by another, they shimmered past me. Was I lucky to get out the church alive. I ran forward my hair getting in knots. I heard my name being yelled was this man insane?
"Rhea" He called my name so freely, this man should have let me go but yet he still chases me. My scary groom more fearful more mighty. "Rhea" he fired his pistol not once but twice one skimmed my arm it bled oh so slightly. My tears they fell, my cries not herd. Please save me, come save me my darling. No one would say a poor bride like me, no one would want a princess like me. His voice faded the shots stopped but I continued to run for hours and hours into the night. I just ran and ran till my legs gave up, at the edge of the river I lay, panting away. A smile on my face as the night had darkened my name no longer being called the shots no longer fired. I laid still and calmed my own breething. The river lay beside me, that water running sound. I am free, free of him. I shall find my darling, I shall declare him my love, we shall get married I swear we just might. I laid looking at the stars, my panting now breathing. My abusiveness groom, that mean demanding prince. I was free from that torture I am free from all that pain. There I laid looking up to the stars, my legs still numb my hands fist clenched. I was safe, I was free. Finally my dreams came true for my prays had been answered I'm free of my suffering. My darling will be smiling his face will be glowing as I finally get to tell him I love him and that our life's can finally become one. Oh how my heart sang his name my darling Cornelius. I will be there soon, after this rest I will be by your side together we will be. My eyes I closed them, I drifted to a dream.
Cornelius stood before me a smile on his face, brown hair blowing in the breeze. he held out his hand and I took it for the first time in a month, he pulled me close. Breathed in my hair scent, his warm body against mine a tight embrace. I whispered I love you, how are love is now the same. We kissed not from long. But his lips were warm, they were warm on mine. A twig snapped. My blue eyes shot open awaking to the darkness that surrounded me. A cold silver pistol to my chest. My groom stood before me. His deep brown eyes his black hair his black suit and his bleeding shoulder from where my dagger had pierce, I missed his heart. A tear to my cheek.
"How could you love that man, but you cannot love me?" His pistol weak on my chest as he spoke but straight it up to pressed hard on my chest once more.
"Because he is my life" I answered.
"Then no life you will have" He replied.
Bang. All I had was a brief dream with Cornelius. But now I lay dead as my groom just shot me. He left me alone, alone to die. With only one word on my cold dead lips. "Cornelius"
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