Post by leospride on Nov 24, 2007 2:14:34 GMT
Chapter 9
His name was, Ian
At first I though he was what I needed. He helped me out of my bad run and helped me deal with Fallon’s death, least I thought he did. You see Ian was a controlling man and liked to have things his own way.
I had never been a weak person and was always able to stand up for myself, and not once did I ever let anyone put me down or make me feel any less then a person. But I wasn’t myself and Ian knew it. Ian wooed me at first. Like most men, he took me out for the romantic dinners, walks in the park, we even went clubbing together.
He was so sweet.
Before I knew it, we were living together. Not long after that we were engaged. He didn’t like it but I wore Fallon’s ring on my other finger. He would make snide comments about it. Basically he was jealous of Fallon and all he had been to me. They weren’t the only comments he made, he made me feel like I was nothing. He would tell me at every opportunity that I was useless and wouldn’t amount to anything. That it was a good thing I had him to help me. I ended up believing his words and took them as my gospel.
I guess that’s why we still went ahead with the wedding. I felt I needed a way to make myself feel better.
Kyle had flown back especially for the wedding to be my ‘man of honor’. It was meant to be an outdoor wedding, for which I am grateful, never happened. Ian left me at the alter.
Kyle and I were waiting in a tent, set up just for us at the venue, ready for the ok to start walking down the isle.
We had been waiting ½ an hour, when the wedding planner came in with a note and handed it to me. I remember it word for word…
Ariannah, I don’t love you anymore. Actually to be honest, I never did. I don’t know why I thought you would change, and I am kicking myself I wasted so much time trying. You are useless and always will be. I am better off without you
Don’t bother contacting me, I want nothing more to do with you.
Ian.
It was almost a relief not to be marrying Ian. I had always known I didn’t want to be with him, and reading that note was like being let out of prison.
After that day I got myself a new life. With help and a lot of counseling I became me again. Life was great for the longest time; it was nice to be me and to feel free…until I got the bombshell of my life!
His name was, Ian
At first I though he was what I needed. He helped me out of my bad run and helped me deal with Fallon’s death, least I thought he did. You see Ian was a controlling man and liked to have things his own way.
I had never been a weak person and was always able to stand up for myself, and not once did I ever let anyone put me down or make me feel any less then a person. But I wasn’t myself and Ian knew it. Ian wooed me at first. Like most men, he took me out for the romantic dinners, walks in the park, we even went clubbing together.
He was so sweet.
Before I knew it, we were living together. Not long after that we were engaged. He didn’t like it but I wore Fallon’s ring on my other finger. He would make snide comments about it. Basically he was jealous of Fallon and all he had been to me. They weren’t the only comments he made, he made me feel like I was nothing. He would tell me at every opportunity that I was useless and wouldn’t amount to anything. That it was a good thing I had him to help me. I ended up believing his words and took them as my gospel.
I guess that’s why we still went ahead with the wedding. I felt I needed a way to make myself feel better.
Kyle had flown back especially for the wedding to be my ‘man of honor’. It was meant to be an outdoor wedding, for which I am grateful, never happened. Ian left me at the alter.
Kyle and I were waiting in a tent, set up just for us at the venue, ready for the ok to start walking down the isle.
We had been waiting ½ an hour, when the wedding planner came in with a note and handed it to me. I remember it word for word…
Ariannah, I don’t love you anymore. Actually to be honest, I never did. I don’t know why I thought you would change, and I am kicking myself I wasted so much time trying. You are useless and always will be. I am better off without you
Don’t bother contacting me, I want nothing more to do with you.
Ian.
It was almost a relief not to be marrying Ian. I had always known I didn’t want to be with him, and reading that note was like being let out of prison.
After that day I got myself a new life. With help and a lot of counseling I became me again. Life was great for the longest time; it was nice to be me and to feel free…until I got the bombshell of my life!