All Chapters of TRUTH OR DARE: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

***Present Day***I slam the door after Brandon leaves.I toss the bouquet in the bin and grab another sandwich from the fridge. I curl myself on the couch and I can't help but laugh.Brandon thinks he scared me with that funeral threat. But he was the one that looked scared. The naked fear in his eyes. He's clearly terrified that I will ruin his career. No, he's terrified that Damien Hunt will ruin his career and he will never be able to secure a job once he gets fired. Damien knows everyone in this city. Just one call and Brandon is ruined.Look, I was supposed to kiss Damien. Humiliate Brandon infront of his friends. Go back to our apartment. Break everything. Pour lots of flour on furniture and the floor. Make the biggest mess. Steal his money. Go back to my parents.But I got scared. I was scared that Brandon would press charges against me for vandalism and robbery. I was scared to go back to my parents. But then Damien saved the night. Although marrying him would be the perfect

It's my wedding day.A cool breeze rustles in the atmosphere, blowing through my hair. Cool classical music plays in the background as I walk down the path leading to the gazebo. Rows of luxurious cars are parked on the far side of the venue's left, the overhead sun making them glitter. Dozens of dashing guests are seated on the pink seats, throwing me stares and smiles.Damien stands a few feet away, smiling at me. He looks so handsome in a pink suit with a white bow tie. I've never seen a man look that pretty in pink. I know that this wedding is fake but he's the most gorgeous groom I've ever seen.Next to Damien is his best friend, Liam Davis, who is slightly shorter than him. The two have been best friends since college and he picked him to solemnize the wedding. I met him a few days ago at the wedding rehearsal and he was a cool funny guy with a cute funny girlfriend. Damien takes my hand when I stand opposite him. I feel like a midget standing next to the two tall men.The wed

There's lots of annoying things about this wedding.This strapless lacy wedding gown that's sucking the air out of me. These stupid silver heels that I have to walk around in. Faking smiles for strangers. These are among the little things that make me want to skin myself alive.But the most annoying part is every time someone asks me where the fùck my husband is.It's been about twenty minutes since he just vanished. In those twenty minutes, I'm sure that I've gotten twenty thousand questions about his whereabouts.I wish I could tell them that my husband vanished because he doesn't want anything to do with me. Because he thinks that this marriage is a fùcking mistake. A marriage that was his idea - not mine - his! A marriage that I refused at first. But because I desperately wanted revenge, I signed the fùcking contract. Now karma has come to bite my ass.Thank God Lana is here. She's the best company and definitely the saviour of the day. I don't know how I would've survived the bor

DAMIENTwo weeks ago,This is not like me.I don't bring girls back home.Dani made me break that rule. I had to bring her home with me. She looked so heartbroken and confused and devastated. And I can't pretend I don't enjoy her company.I've enjoyed her company since I met her. And that was just a couple of minutes ago. She's fun and funny and daring. Most people that I meet pretend to be people they are not just to please me. At first, it was annoying. But I got used to it with time. Money is the magnet of fake people. So I'm not used to running into real people. People who make jokes around me. Throw funny faces at me. People who propose stupid silly games. Stupid silly games that end with a stolen kiss. A stolen kiss that I enjoyed a little too much than I would like to admit. Everyone was shocked. But not as pleasantly shocked as I was.I step on the engine as Dani stares out of the window, my coat wrapped around her shoulders. She's a beautiful young woman with beautiful brown

DANIBali is breathtaking.The perfect place for a honeymoon.I'm holding Damien's hand as we walk on the beach, our feet squishing in the sand. The beach is flanked by palm trees and beach resorts on one side and blue warm water on the other. The best part about this beach is that it's deserted. The only other people walking behind us are an older couple and a younger gay couple. The serenity and silent waves heals my soul. This has to be the prettiest beach with the bluest waters. We sit on the beach, Damien soiling his white shorts with the sand. Like I mentioned before, this man looks hot in everything. Even this simple white short and white shirt.The wind blows my yellow dress as I sit on the sand, staring at the blue waters. I take a sip of my coconut drink, devouring every second of this day. Damien is having a margarita, sipping slowly as he watches the waves. He's happy to be here."I thought that you would be mad, you know?" He says."About what?""Vanessa." He says. "Me