This will be my first story in fan-fic, so if you could give some feedback, I would greatly appreciate it. I will be making a few parts, 3 at least. I'm not sure how long I'll keep it going though, so if you could give me an idea as to how long it should run as well, I would appreciate that as well. Thank you for taking your time to read it. Part One She walked down the aisle. As she drew closer to the bastard, she felt utmost fear and hatred for him, growing with every carefully placed footstep. He stood before her, a fake, welcoming, and handsome grin on his smug face. It made her fear him more, this wolf in sheep's clothing. She reached the altar, now face to face with the man she has to marry, the man that will ensure that she doesn't die alone. The man that raped her. She looks up into his eyes and sees him looking at her body, every curve and crevice. Her blood turns to stone. She wants to scream, but can't. She hears the pastor talking, but it is just a desolate murmur to her. She can't stop looking into his eyes. She notices his mouth move, but words are inaudible. She pleads to anyone to stop it from happening, but she still can't do anything but stare. She then sees movement at the doorway of the church. A man walks in late to the ceremony, and sits at the back on her family and friends' side.
Yet you claim to not be yourself. Plus, I'm sure the mods would agree that you are being obnoxious to the readers because now all of this is here.
You're the one acting like a child, commenting on my thread simply because you don't like me. Just get lost already. If you don't care, then you shouldn't be here.
It was better when you weren't around. I could talk without someone arguing with me. Anyways, that was the rp. This is MY thread, and you started this.