The Moment I Realized This Wasn't Right

A bit to think about

Today, today I will make everything the way it must be. Tilly Swansh thought that morning. But it didn't go the way she had thought. 

      Tilly was just turning eighteen when she thought things would change and her memories would be happy. She was going to marry the man of her dreams and live in the house of her desire. But she was wrong. Her family pushed thoughts in to her head that made her think life would be perfect with her planned husband and basically planned future. But when that life actually came to be, it wasn't like the picture her family had painted in her mind. 

                           "The Wedding Day"

          Bunched up in her little, knee high, baby blue wedding dress, and her bunched up hair in a bun with little strands of auburn hair and each side, she looked wonderful, and happy. Her mother, a fake smile not to reveal the trouble she'll go through, helping her and showing her how to hold the blue roses in her cold, chapped hands."You look wonderful! I remember my wedding. Your father looked dashing in his white suit and heart warming smile." Her mother, Jane Harrin, looked at her as if asking a question. Tilly knew what her mother was asking in her head. Do you love him? She knew the answer, but didn't want to tell her mom. Her mother knew that they weren't perfect. They just met about a month ago, and already being put together. Tilly looked in her mothers eyes.

"Why am I being forced in to this marriage? You weren't forced. Why do I have to be?" She saw the answer fill her mothers eyes. The tears told it all. When her mother was eighteen, she got kidnapped by poor people, her family being rich, and in order for her mother to return alive, she had to be married into their family. She got married to their youngest male, Dale, and they actually knew each other. They were high school sweethearts. They never told anyone. The reason it affects Tilly is because her father didn't want her to end up as this and he had this deal with a family, and when the time came, she would marry the little boy she never knew.

      She watched the tears wipe away. "You know. I know. Lets just see life to what its gonna be." Jane bowed her head and walked away to tell the crowd Tilly would be ready in a few short minutes. Tilly stepped back, looking at her self in the mirror. I wonder how many 'luck' girls, women, have stood in this place. About ready to marry the one they truly love. She thought about this until Jane opened the door. "Ready my little baby?" Jane was trying to comfort her, but knew it wouldn't work. Jane stared in Tillys eye's. Knowing of the pain her only little girl would suffer, and making her do it.

"Yeah. Let life be lived, right? I mean, you know." Tilly walked over to her mother. Jane stroked her cheek with the back of her hand. 

"I remember the day i brought you home. All wrapped in a fuzzy pink blanket. I still have the blanket, and when you have your first baby,girl baby, we'll give it to her." Jane tryed to smile, but failed.

"Mamma, you don't need to comfort me. If I need to do this to save Daddy's life, I will. Anyway, he can divorce me as soon as he finds out who i am. The real me." Tilly looked at the floor, then up at her sad mother's face. She smiled and walked around her mother to the big, oak doors in which would be the beginning of a new life.

       All the people stood up and looked at Tilly, who was holding her arm in her fathers. Terry Worth's, my husband to be, his whole family stood up, gazing at this beautiful young woman that none of them knew. His mother, who she met once, Gillma, looked at her with disappointment. What's wrong with me? Do I look bad? Is my hair out of place? Is my make-up smeared?  Or does she not like me? These thoughts passed her worried mind like a bird flying threw the sky. She didn't want a family where they hate her. She didn't even want the family. She was so concerned about these thoughts that she didn't even realize she was walking. She looked up, standing right in front of Terry. She handed the roses to her mother, who was standing right behind her. Before she knew it, he was grabbing her hand's and reaching in for a kiss. She closed her eye's and yanked back. At that exact moment, a man with a knife came up behind her father and put the knife to his throat. She couldn't think clearly. She didn't know what to do. Every one was screaming and her mother, looking at me as if she had done nothing wrong, whispered Do what is right. Whatever it is, I'll understand.... 

Reviews

[Jamillet]

WOAH! WOAH! put the knife down man...please •_• wow thats a wedding to remember

[oops sorry (not really)]

keep on going it was really interesting

[-musicfunk-]

nice piece
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[~ Stefanie ~]

You have a good plot going and you definitely have hooked the readers attention with the story line. You could easily continue this and make a great story for all of us readers to enjoy! Well done so far!

[Sarah Hime (PokemonFan#..]

Oh my gosh! Tilly's father! AHHHH Continue please and keep it up!

[Imagination-mage]

poor Tilly, so unfair when people reach that type of level

[Hachamecha]

Please continue. Pretty please.

[Coyote Poetry]

Great plot and storyline held my attention. A powerful and open ending. Her choices are limited. Must save her Daddy life? A excellent short story. Held me to the last word.
Coyote

[Imaginator]

that was really interesting, and I'm hoping for more. One error that I did notice was "Threw->through"
That's all :)