Jason's POV Jason: And now you are getting married! Again! Damon: The difference is, I want to this time! Jason: I'll take that as an insult to my sister and punch you! James: No you won't! He'll be in the public eye for today! Michael: I for once am happy. And really proud of you son! Damon: Thank you, dad. Thank you too, man.For forgiving me. Jason: I don't know who should forgive who in our situation so I guess we are even anyway! James: Are you all ready boys? We need to be there before the bride.. just a reminder. Jason: Why do we even have the old men with us?! Damon: Because they are our fathers. Jason: Whatever! Yes, he is ready! Don't you see that tux? Or whatever it is?! Damon: I would like to think it's pretty noticeable. My wife to be is going to look gorgeous. I wouldn't dream of disappointing her! Jason: Nah, you'll be fine! I would like to make a toast! Well, to my long time friend, Damon, I really hope that this wedding is going to make you
Damon's POV People change so you can learn to let go. Things go wrong so you can appreciate them when they are right. And sometimes things fall apart so better things can fall together. I am waiting for my bride to be, my wife, my love. Sarah. The woman who came into my life like a silent storm and made me understand and feel so many things. Yes, difficulties will always come your way but when you have faith then you can overcome every single obstacle. And I know one thing for sure. I would go through all this pain, the devastation, the agony, the lies, the haunt, the emptiness... everything! If that meant that I would come to meet the goddess that walks down the aisle to become officially my wife, my family...I would do it all again if it meant I would meet the woman who cause my eyes to tear up at her sight and my heart overwhelm with joy. Sarah's POV As Mike walks me down the "beach aisle" I see Damon's eyes tear up...he wipes his tears away and smiles while I hold my o
Sarah’s POV -Graduation day- The principal made a long speech about how we should take our lives into our hands. How we should fight our way to the top! How we should try and achieve our goals no matter the obstacles getting in our way! For most of my classmates, this was a stupid, unnecessary waste of time, they found nothing important or inspirational in the words that man was spitting out of his mouth. All they were thinking about was the graduation party, not the cliché speech that any grown adult would say to a freshly high school graduate. For some, this speech might even sound hypocritical. But for me? For me, this speech was a dagger in my heart because I knew I could never do anything like that. I wasn’t a pessimist. No, I wouldn’t say that…but I was also not a dreamer. Life taught me that nothing is given to you the easy way and I took that lesson by heart. The speech is over and everyone jumps up and down, they all cheer and throw their graduation caps in the
Sarah’s POV My house, a place I have to call the house at least. I live with my dad since my mum left me when I was ten and suddenly I become very aware of the fact that the next week I am turning 18. Eight years…Eight years since she left. Since she abandoned me. In the beginning, I felt alone and betrayed, I didn’t understand why my own mother would just leave. But when I stayed with my dad I realised why. Why did she have to leave? Not that I forgive her. How can I?! Yes, my dad was physically and emotionally abusing her, so she ran away. Only she completely forgot that she has left a child with an abusive man. At first, it would be one or two slaps a day... but as I grew older he had taken off his anger. He would be with his belt, he punched me or even kicked me. It was a sadistic game for him and a living nightmare for me. One that I wasn’t even in charge of experiencing. I didn’t ask to be born in this world, not by those parents. And some people would ask if I understo
Sarah’s POV But this? A human auction with me being the main attraction?! No, I couldn’t understand how that was fair, how I was deserving of such fate. I thought things are bad until now. That some random men decided for my life. And I can do nothing, they are powerful enough to have authority over the people who could be able to help me and since my own father sells me out, what am I supposed to expect from total strangers? I cry silently, not wanting to disturb the little company. There was no point in crying but I did. I cried for how things could have been. I cried for how helpless I was. But in the end, the result wouldn’t change. I have Lost Faith… The "chief" dragged me out of the house while I was still crying and screaming. I made my voice heard but it was no use as I have expected it to not be. I tried to resist! I tried and I failed... miserably. Sarah: Dad PLEASE! Dad: SHUT UP! For once you will be useful! You should be happy! It was pointless, I knew it
Damon’s POV -Auction night- I get ready for the most disgusting activity the human species can imagine of creating. It’s like a cruel circus for people, created by other people who simply have more power. My parents had enough money to help me study at the best universities in the country and I ended up helping my father’s business expand. I did everything as I was supposed to do it! I am now a 27-year-old man who has made a career in the field of business and marketing and yet I have to accept all that shit again! Every now and then there is an auction. Each time someone else organise it. It's impossible and dangerous for just one to do that all the time. There is a high risk we are going to get caught, by people, we don't want to. At the auctions, we usually bid on items, gems, jewels, rare stones, paintings worth millions and so it goes. Do I agree with those auctions? No. But they happened before me and they will continue happening after me. Of course, nothing is le
Damon’s POV The auction has started. I and my father were having seating in the VIP section as usual. From these kinds of auctions, my father has only bid once for a special painting and that was alone so he can give it back to its rightful owner. But his status doesn’t allow him to be anywhere but in the VIP section even if he is not a regular bidder. That meant the first row. One that we could see anything from. The auction took place in a theatre. It was owned by one of the attendees. Damon: When is this shit going to start? We have a real business to attend to! Michael: Could you please calm down? This IS business! I shrug at my father and return to look at the stage. My plan was to come here observe the situation and act accordingly so I can finally end this circus. But peace was the last thing I should be expecting to find in this place. A moment later I feel someone coming to sit next t me and unfortunately, he felt the need to make his presence aware to us. Richar
Damon’s POV Presenter: ONE MILLION THREE! Aaand! SOLD. TO THE MAN IN THE FRONT. The presenter points to Richard and some people turn to look at the place where he is pointing. Richard is smiling proudly as if he won the most important game of them all. Damon: That's just... Michael: I know Damon. But it's none of your business. Damon: ... I swallow down the lump of anger and disgust in my throat and try to focus on the next auction hoping for it to be the last in this madness. The two women leave the stage. Of course, the bidding "items" go to their buyers at the end of the auction. Presenter: AND NOW! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! PLEASE PAY ATTENTION! THE ATTRACTION OF THE DAY! A YOUNG FLOWER! A PURE GEM! A GIRL NOT YET BECOME A WOMAN! SHE HAS THE VOICE OF AN ANGEL! THE LOOK OF A GODDESS! AND THE PURITY OF A CHILD! PLEASE LET'S WELCOME OUR SPECIAL GUEST! The lights all focus once more at the center of the stage. All around the room I hear gasps some people even applau