| Marie By Meagan Chapter 11 Marie stood in her room in her new wedding dress that she just tried on. But after doing so, she stood there for several minutes into the mirror. She stared into the reflection of her own eyes. As if she was trying to read her own soul. What do you think you�re doing Marie? Why do you have to follow orders? Nothing seemed to make sense anymore. That next day, she would be married to an evil, cruel man. And she would probably never see her dear Quasimodo again. He probably didn�t want to see her. But Marie didn�t blame him. She wish he could know that she was only doing this for his own safety. It was the only way. Suddenly Marie�s mother walked in and her mother glowed with happiness when she saw her in the wedding gown. She smiled and said, �You look absolutely stunning Marie.� She stood behind her and looked into the mirror with her. �I don�t feel stunning, Mother.� �Oh darling, why would you say something like that? You�re going to be the most beautiful bride. And you�re going to marry a wonderful man who seems to care for you deeply and he�ll take real good care of you. You should be so happy.� �Yeah...happy.� Marie said softly. �That wasn�t very convincing.� Marie didn�t know what to say. Something inside was telling her to spill it all. But she was so afraid. She was afraid of telling anyone how Jean was forcing her to marry him to keep Quasimodo from harm. But she felt like she had to say how she felt, but not entirely. �I�m sorry Mother. I really want you to be proud of me. Really, I do. But in all honesty, I just don�t see how I can possibly be happy with Jean.� �What do you mean?� her mother asked as she sat on Marie�s bed. This seemed to get harder and harder for Marie. �Well, I just don�t seem to connect with Jean. There�s something really dark about him. I see cold and darkness in his eyes. When I am near him I become a little afraid to be honest. Like he�s going to attack me and rip me or something.� �Well...I guess I have felt the tension you had with him I guess. I guess I never thought about asking you about it.� �Why?� �I don�t know. You�re father is so happy that I just forget about how you feel. That is more important and I feel like a fool for never asking. Marie, be honest. Do you not love him at all?� �I...well...not really. No. Not at all.� She managed to say slowly. Her mother sighed and after a moment of silence she asked. �Is there someone else?� Marie struggled to say but finally gave in, �Yes.� �I see. And I take it that you love him?� �Very much so. More than anything.� �I see.� Her mother said softly as she began to head towards the door. But before she opened the door she sighed, stayed facing the door and said, �You know Marie, sometimes in life...you don�t have to always follow orders to do the right thing. You have two choices. You can walk down that aisle tomorrow and spend your days with Jean. Or take another path. I know you have the courage to choose what you want to do Marie. And to be honest with you, I wish I have the same courage as you. I�ve always been afraid to speak my mind and how I felt all my life. I have no idea where you get it from. But I wish I was as brave as you are. And I know you want for me to proud of you Marie...but just so you know...I am and always will be proud of you. Always. And I count on you to choose the right path tomorrow. I�m not telling you what you should choose. But I know that you�re heart can tell you.� And she opened the door and closed it. Marie couldn�t believe what just happened. Her mother had never opened up to her like that before. Not ever. She couldn�t help but smile. She knew her mother was right and for once, told her to do the right thing. She had to go back to Quasi. She didn�t know how or why, but she knew she had to go back to him. Maybe he could forgive her and they could run off together where Jean can never find them. As crazy as it sounded to her, she knew she had to try. She missed him so much. She had to go back to him. She quickly got out of her wedding gown and threw on a blue dress, as well as a cloak. She went out on her balcony and ran down the stairs that descended from the balcony. She climbed up the tree and climbed over the wall into the streets of Paris. Go to Chapter 12 Back to Fanfic Back to Index |