Chapter 2 My Wedding Night

ADRIANNA My heart felt like it could stop working at any moment. The wedding was in thirty minutes, and it all still felt like a dream to me. All these didn’t feel real. I began to suddenly feel suffocated, making it very hard for me to breathe. I took a very long deep breath and began to calm my nerves. I was so nervous. I was getting married to the man of my dreams and it all felt like I was dreaming. I was getting ready, adjusting my dress, when someone entered. I turned around, to look at the person and immediately let out a wide smile. My sister had come in to see me. She was looking very gorgeous, dressed in a wedding-like white dress, which I found quite weird but decided to ignore. She had her hair packed up in a beautiful and neat ponytail, that was adorned with different beautiful flowers. She walked up to me, with her arms wide open, embracing me in a lovely and comforting hug. “Oh, I am so happy for you” she said to me as she let go of me after the hug. Her gentle hands massaged my elbows, easing my tension. I looked at her with teary eyes, wondering how I had the best sister ever. “No Adrianna, don’t cry, you will ruin your make up” she voiced to me as she used the back of her palm to clean my tears, before it could damage my make up. I giggled at her words, and nodded as she was right, I shouldn’t allow my tears to destroy my beautiful make-up, it was a big day for me. “Alright, come on out and make the best of your day” she said to me with a smile on her face, as she adjusted my dress. She began to walk to the door, when she made a sudden stop and turned to me. “Also I have a surprise for you, and it is going to leave you really mesmerized” she uttered as she turned towards the door and walked out. I stood there, dumbfounded, wondering what the surprise might be. I raced to the door eager to ask her a particular question “When will I get this so-called surprise?” “Your wedding night” she replied almost instantly, as I heard her echoes down the hallway. The wedding was finally happening, I stood before the gigantic door, with a bouquet in my hand, adorned with beautiful white roses and other colourful flowers. My father was beside me, holding my sweaty palm, as he was to lead me down the aisle. “Ladies and gentlemen, please rise. The bride is now making her entrance”, this statement was announced by the master of ceremonies. My moment was finally here, the door was pulled open and before me stood beautiful people of different caliber, my loved ones and a special person. I stood at the entrance, took a deep breath, and began my walk down the aisle. The weight of my dress rustled softly with each step, and the gentle music filled my ears. I felt a mix of emotions; excitement, nervousness, and joy. As I made my way towards the altar, I saw the smiling faces of my loved ones, their eyes shining with happiness. My gaze met Ray’s and his loving smile calmed my nerves. I felt like I was floating on air, my heart full of love and gratitude. The ceremony passed in a blur, but the words spoken and the vows exchanged are forever etched in my memory. And when the officiant pronounced us husband and wife, I felt an overwhelming sense of joy and belonging. As the reception unfolded, I couldn’t help but feel like a princess. The music, the laughter, the love, it all swirled around me like a fairy tale. Raymond and I shared our first dance, swaying to the rhythm under the twinkling lights. By the time we were done with the whole event, It was already nighttime and people had began to leave to go back to their various homes. Despite it been very late, Raymond insisted on meeting with his groomsmen, stating that they had a little party to attend, right after the wedding, which I found very weird, but concluded that he had to have sometime with his friends. He kissed me, and waved me goodbye as he left, leaving me all alone with my thoughts. I decided to take a little walk, to also thank every other person that was still around at the venue, when I heard a sound from my phone. I took out my phone and there was a very exciting message from my sister. “meet me in your room in thirty minutes, for your wedding surprise” the message read, making me giggle. My ears twitched with excitement as I anticipated the gift I was to get from my sister. “i hope it is something I have always wanted” I said, the eagerness in my voice. I jogged to the cocktail lounge, my legs leaping for joy as they took me to the counter. “one cocktail please” I signaled to the bartender as I settled down on one of the stools. After about ten minutes, the bartender served my drink and it tasted so nice. I kept on checking my phone for the time. Time seemed to be moving so slowly, contradicting my excitement. “hmm, going early won’t change anything much” I said as I got tired of waiting, standing up from the chair. I made my way upstairs to my room, the sharp click of my heels on each step a steady beat. I had gotten close to my room, when I began to hear some weird noises. I could not quite pinpoint what the noise was about exactly, but I knew it was coming from my room. I began to walk slowly, thinking my sister was in bed with one of her numerous lovers. It was no surprise to me, as this was not the first time, so I didn’t have any issues barging in since I knew my sister didn’t care one bit. I held the handle to my door as I pushed it further, entering with speed in an attempt to surprise my sister. “jasm__” the complete words never left my mouth, as the glass cup I was holding fell to the ground. I stood frozen in the doorway, my heart shattering into a million pieces. My eyes were fixed on the unthinkable scene before me. My husband, my supposed soulmate, lying in my bed, wrapped in the hands of my own sister. The room spun around me as I felt my world crumbling. A strangled cry escaped my lips as I stumbled backwards, my mind racing with disbelief. How could they? On our wedding night? In our bed? The pain was suffocating me making it hard to breathe. I felt like I’d been punched in the gut, my breath knocked out of me. Tears streamed down my face as I doubled over, my body wracked with sobs. I couldn’t bear to look at them, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away either. My sister’s face was serene, her eyes closed in contentment, oblivious to my pain. My husband’s gaze met mine, his eyes filled with shame and guilt. But my sister’s peaceful expression only fueled my anger and hurt. I collapsed to the floor, my body shaking uncontrollably as I wept. Our wedding vows, our promises, our love, were those all lies? My heart was shattered, my trust destroyed. I didn’t know if I could ever pick up the pieces. I sat by the door, my mind frozen and disgusted by the scene in front of me. I still could not believe that this was happening. My legs seemed to have given up, as they became so weak and lost the strength to stand on their own. “why Raymond? I thought you loved me?” I said as streams of tears clouded my vision. “just why? Why would you do this on our wedding night? In my bed for that matter? wasn’t it enough that you were sleeping with my own blood sister all this while? You had to do it on our wedding night?” I screamed at him, with all the strength in my lungs, my legs weak that I could not even stand up from the floor. The pain I was feeling at the moment had to be the greatest pain I had ever encountered. If anyone had told me that the person I had given my world to would end up betraying me this much, I would never have believed it. Raymond sat down there on the bed, his face filled with guilt and shame but I felt pure hatred towards him at that instant. “i gave you everything Raymond! My time, my emotions, even my dignity, and this is how you repay me back?” I voiced at him, as I looked at him with disdain. “And you!” I turned to the wretched being I called a sister. “I gave you everything you have ever wanted, I took care of you, gave you everything you ever asked for and this is what you do to me?” “Jasmine, I made you who you are today and this is how you repay me for everything I had done for you?” I asked her, disappointment laced in my tone. I looked over at the two of them on my bed, still naked, cowering in shame. I stumbled out of the room, my eyes blinded by tears. I couldn’t bear to look at them anymore. I needed to escape, to get away from the pain and betrayal. I staggered through the hallway, my heels clicking on the marble floor. I pushed through the doors and out into the cool night air, taking a deep breath to calm myself. But it didn’t work. I could feel my heart racing, my mind reeling with thoughts of what I had just seen. I spotted a neon sign down the street- “The Red Diamond Bar and Club”. I didn’t care where I went, as long as it was away from there. I started walking, my legs carrying me on autopilot.