LACY
I woke up bright and early this morning while everyone else decided it would be an excellent idea to sleep in. With everything that happened this past week, I couldn't blame them. I felt that I lived a lifetime's worth of drama within a time frame of just seven days.
I didn't mind that the Smith family decided to sleep in. Being Sunday, it meant that we would all flock to Sunday mass. They never usually missed out on a service unless it happened to be a really serious situation.
I was more than happy to stay at home though. It wasn't that I didn't like Sunday morning mass but if I went then bumping into my parents and Brian would be inevitable.
Imagine that! I was actually running from the people who raised me and my fiance. I never thought in a million years that my life would turn out this way. So messed up that I was beginning to think that it was too damaged to be repaired.
LACY"You have got to be shitting me!" I drawled out as Macy did a 360-degree turn to show off the hideous dress she chose to wear for my wedding. My eyes nearly rolled out of their sockets and if my mouth had to open anymore I was certain my jaw would dislocate."I shit you not," she grinned a bit too excitedly, "What do you think?"I stared at the dress, analyzing it from top to bottom in a slow manner to take in every inch of the ugly detail. I knew Macy had a soft spot for pink but this dress looked like it belonged in a circus.The dress hugged Macy's waist. It was sleeveless with baby pink material covering the torso and had been decorated in an intricate red and gold rose design which ended just above her thighs. The bottom of the dress had alternate colored frills of yellow and pink, and the trim of the dress was a pink satan that swept the floor. A yellow scarf accompanied the dress w
LACYAfter the third venue of the day, I got tired, bored, and very much so annoyed. Brian's hand stayed planted around my hip whilst our wedding planner showed us multiple venues.I didn't miss the way Brian spared glances at her, the way he looked at her, smiled at her, and spoke to her. All in a flirtatious manner. The woman was flattered and clearly enjoyed it because she returned his gestures and even shot him a wink.A smirk was evident on Brian's face because he knew that he was getting under my skin and he loved every bit of it. I wish his behavior didn't affect me but knowing that I was about to marry a man like him destroyed me. He didn't even care that I was right next to him. He was too busy flirting with the woman organizing my wedding.She looked beautiful though. With her long sunset blonde hair and heart-shaped face. Her almond-shaped eyes were as silver as the moon. She had sh
LACYWednesday, halfway through the week, which meant that there were only three and a half weeks left for my wedding to take place. Although the wedding felt like a total sham, it still gave me as much stress as any normal wedding would.There were so many types of cards to choose from. So many designs and so many fonts. Brian insisted on doing everything on a grand scale so this wedding was going to be out of this world.I never wanted an extravagant wedding. All I really needed was a few family and friends and of course, I needed the groom to be there. In this case, if the groom didn't show up I wouldn't be so heartbroken.At the rate Brian was going, his entire workforce would be attending our wedding including his and my family. Luckily for me, I didn't have friends but Brian had an uncountable amount who would also be attending the wedding.He didn't hesitate to spend mon
DYLAN'My SonI haven't written to you in a while. I stopped when I realized that I would probably never hear back from you. I'm not even sure if you read my letters. The last I heard, you were in some recovery program for troubled teens with that man, Malik I think. My best bet of you ever reading this letter is if I mail it to him. I'm not asking for forgiveness for what I had done. I'm not asking for sympathy either. I just want to see my boy. I missed out on the greatest milestones of your life. You aren't even a boy anymore. At the same time, I do not regret what I did. I've spent almost nineteen years in prison for a crime I would commit again if I had the choice. You may resent me but I did it for both you and me. I thought I was giving you a better future at the time. I didn't think the repercussions of my act
LACYI mentally cursed Malik for having such an open plan in his cabin. There were no doors that I could shut in Lucifer's face to be left alone. I left him in the kitchen and like expected, he followed me.How would I explain my predicament to him? I hardly knew him but a part of me knew that he would react badly to the news. He seemed to be a closed-off person and I brought him out of his shell by an inch just to kick him back in.I had a high fever, bad cough, aching throat, and a sore nose from all the sneezing but the migraine that enveloped me from all these thoughts outweighed all my ailments. I didn't want to hurt him but at the same time, I didn't want him to hate me. My honesty would repel him from me. This was the main reason why many people weren't honest in this world.I felt his fingers coil around my arm causing me to snap my head back almost giving me whiplash. The look of confusion in his bottle-green eyes pained me. Those o
LACYShould I or should I not go after him?Heading out in a state of blazing rage wouldn't be good for him nor Rose. A part of me knew that he wouldn't take out his anger on Rose. I also knew that Rose could possibly be the only person who could calm him down so I decided to let him go.I stood there and evaluated the woman that managed to send Lucifer off on a one-man rampage. There was one thing that I took notice of and that was her manly style of dressing. Her haphazard dressing made her look as if she crawled out of some dingy alleyway or possibly worse.Her arm had a tattoo along the length of it. The tattoo looked to be a set of four aces, ace of hearts, clubs, diamonds, and most importantly, spades. It didn't look professionally done and the tattoo seemed to be fading away.How was Malik related to such a woman? Yes, I agree tha
LACY"For the love of all things Holy, why could I not be a boy?" I cried out, curling up into a ball under the covers. Both my stomach and lower back seemed to be having a competition in which one could inflict the most amount of pain.Last night I planned on staying the night with Lucifer but an unexpected visitor brought about a change of plans. I begged Lucifer to let me go which he eventually did after an hour of crying in pain. I felt bad because he didn't know what to do. He tried to make me comfortable but failed."Hey there, could you possibly not kill my girlfriend!"Lucifer's words from last night rang in my head. I remember the way he bent down to meet the level of my womb as he picked my shirt up and whispered those words. He then placed a gentle kiss on my soft skin causing me to blush uncontrollably. Just thinking of it now made me blush.If I weren
DYLAN"I can't believe I'm doing this," I muttered under my breath to my reflection in the mirror, placing the stupid graduation cap on my head. I didn't even know which way the string to the damn thing went which annoyed me further.What was the point in wearing the stupid gown and cap anyway? Could they not just let me wear whatever the hell I wanted to wear. Ridiculous rules and customs!I didn't even plan on attending this damn thing. I was perfectly fine with just getting my documents mailed to me but Baby B wanted to see me up on stage and who was I to refuse her. She made it pretty hard to say no when she decided to put her puppy dog eyes to good use. Because of Baby B, Malik would also be attending my graduation and much to my dismay, my mother would be somewhere in the crowd as well.But the person I wanted to attend couldn't make it today. I really wanted Lacy to