Episode: 3 Here comes the Bride? Pt.2

Why haven’t you left the room yet? Are you trying to steal from me?” she said not forgetting to add a little shriek at the end, it shocked me nearly to death, because, well, I nearly actually died. But with that the man actually left the room this time, with my aunt not far behind, and I could finally get out of that stupid hiding spot, but by that time my knees were already killing me, but I had to continue,

I got the ladder that could touch the sky if it were any longer and started to climb it, when I got to the top, but when I got there, I saw that the vault needed a code. I got down from the ladder and began to look for the code, I looked everywhere but couldn’t find it, until I came across a letter, it wasn’t signed, and I didn’t know the handwriting. But it stated, “once my eldest son gets married, I wish for him to have access to the family money at all times, so that one day he can past it down to his children and take responsibility for the rest of the family”.

then I realised that it wasn’t written down, the first son must know it by heart and can’t let anyone know, and with that I knew who it was, no other than my dear beloved meant-to-be-husband, or you could say cousin but these lines can get so blurry when money is involved, I knew I needed to talk to him as fast as possible to get home, it was now life or death. I began to think of all things that could happen to me if I went to see him in his room, I probably had a million conversations that I went through in that short span of minutes, I thought about kidnapping him or forcing him to talk, or just say sorry and telling him what his aunt has planned for me.

I decided that I should start off telling him about his mother’s plan to get me executed, and if he turned out be heartless that’s when I would use other methods to get him to talk and they weren’t going to be nearly as soft. I was really desperate and just wanted to avenge my family if it was planned, I made sure to be very careful as I got closer to his room, making sure I wasn’t seen by any family members. When I got there, I quietly went inside his room and it was actually really homely, flower pots on the windowsill and the room wasn’t big at all, it was Just stunning. he wasn’t there so I began to try to find a pose that would make it look like I meant business, but wasn’t going to hurt him while at the same time making it know that if I needed to I would. Now even one of these poses were hard to do never mind all three so as I was going side to side corner to corner, trying to find a place to do my pose, the door of the room came open and in walked Francis.

Now I’m sure he wasn’t pleased that I ran away from the wedding and lied to him but when he saw me, he his face looked even more upset, it looked like I had ruined his day just by him even looking at me, I started to sweat and get tongue tied I really wasn’t very prepared at all, he looked away from me and asked me to leave or he was calling his mom to come get me out, I begged him to sit down and hear me out, he sighed and asked “tell me honestly, do you truly think you deserve to have a chance to speak to me?” I looked at him and said it was really important and that I would leave right after, and gave him my word.

He walked inside shutting the door after him and sat on his bed looking deflated, “well, go on I don’t have much time” he said looking at the ground “well there is no easy way to say this but, I need you to tell me the code for the family vault so that I can have enough money to get out of California and go back to my childhood home to find out about the bizarre killing of my family and find out if it was a planned murder or not, and I just found out your mother is trying to get me killed and has hired someone to do so.”

After I had said that there was silence, he then finally spoke “are you serious? Not only did you put shame on my family, but humiliated me in the process, the whole family spoke about how I must have been so unlovable to have my wife run away not even a day after the wedding and now here you are, out of the blue, asking me the person who you ran away from to give you the code to my family’s money, no scratch that, all the money my family has because what? my mother is trying to kill you? First off, I don’t believe you,” with that he pulled a piece of pink rope and continued “the person who is trying to “kill” is now coming to this room as we speak.” I was mad he was going to get me killed for what, ruining a wedding that never should have happened?

I looked at him and then looked at his flower pots that were behind me through the mirror that was placed right behind me, , and started to come up with an idea, I said I was sorry and that he didn’t believe me and that I was scared and I wasn’t trying to ruin his families reputation as I spoke I didn’t forget to back up slowly to the windowsill, he then looked at the window and grabbed me “you’re not going anywhere” I let out an unintentional scream and then “BAM” I hit him over the head with the flower pot, that had blue stripes on it, when he fell on the floor unconscious I started to look for the code everywhere, I knew he kept a book he wrote everything in and I always thought it was weird but just passed it as a phase he would get over, but at this moment I hoped he hadn’t gotten over it , I opened every drawer but nothing so I started to think of places he could have hidden it, my first thought was the bed so I took everything off but nothing, my second thought was the couch but still nothing, I was starting to get desperate as I could now hear the footsteps getting closer, I looked over at my unconscious cousin and the broken flower pot and to my surprise there it was, a surprisingly small black book. I quickly got the book and opened the window.

I knew that his room was pretty close to the study room where the vault was and began to scale the treacherous walls to the window of the study room nearly getting caught a handful of times, when I had reached the study room window I quickly got inside and started to climb the huge ladder that I bet really would have touched the sky if it were longer and once I was on top I opened the book and started to look for the code everywhere, that’s when I saw a very weird poem, well at least it sounded like one, it went like this “As my 3rd wedding arrived and I was looking very good but instead of 6 cakes they sent me 8 and I was furious and sent 2 back”, “now I know this might be big leap” I thought in my sarcastically in my mind “but if I knew any better I think that weird poem is for the vault” and with that I began to put the numbers in the same order as the poem. Once I put the last number in the vault door opened almost immediately and no longer had the vault opened, when I heard the door leading into the room open, and someone yell “there she is on the top of the book shelfs, and the she’s managed to opened the vault!”

I quickly grabbed all the money I could get in 20 seconds and put it into the holes of my torn and somewhat dry dress and looked around for a way to escape, and that’s when an idea quickly came to me. I just sat there waiting for my so-called family members to climb up the ladder and once they got halfway up to the where I was, I pushed the ladder off the book shelf and grabbed on tight and as we went down, I saw the face of my wicked aunt and I will tell you now, that is a face I will never forget nor want to. The complete fear and regret in her eyes along with a pure and passionate hate for me as the ladder came crashing down.

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