She thought She'd Miss Him

(had a major thunderstorm last night...back to work, lol)


\"I will understand if you can\'t marry me now, my love. I fucked up.\"
Rae looked over at Randall, her eyes filling with tears staring at his down cast eyes. She had never seen him this way. So remorse, so vulnerable. She missed her strong and confident master, and would do anythig to get him back, \"Randall, please, you didn\'t know Shaun\'s intentions. It was not your fault. You love him don\'t you?\"
Randall looked at her then, his eyes like burning steel, \"His name is never to be spoken in this house, in my presense ever again. He is no one.\"
Rae reached out to him, grabbing him around the neck weakly, bring her lips to his. Kissing him lightly. \"When can I become your wife, Randall? I\'m begining to think you were just toying with me.\"
His face lit up then and he kissed her sweetly, \"As soon as you feel your strong enough to stand with me at the altar my love.\"
He stood then, and rang for Olga to come in and help Rae up and bathe. He ran out of the room and began making phone calls, getting the wedding back in order.He ran through the house furiously, barking out orders for the staff to begin to prepare for the wedding, which he hoped he could bring together in two days. He would spend his entire fortune if need be to make Rae his wife as soon as he could.
Rae bathed in the lilac scented bubbles, her cuts healing her bruises faded. Her head leaned back on the pillow, eyes shut, just enjoying the warm water. Before she could stop them, images of blood and the glint of light off the bloody razor crept in. The sounds of cruel laughter and harsh words streamed in. She sat bolt upright in the tub and started to scream.
Olga rushed in, tryng to calm her, \"Oh Miss Please, you\'re okay now, everything is fine, I must call Mr. Randall..I-\"
Rae looked at her her eyes full of terror, tears running down her soft cheeks, \"NO! I forbid it! Mr. Randall has enought guilt! DO NOT tell him of this, do you understand??\"
Olga looked into her eyes, and felt such a tinge of love for this woman, she could only run her hand over her wet hair, \"Miss Rae, you do not yet understand him. He has fallen in love, and I am very happy for him. He wandered so long searching for you. Trying to find a heart to match his own, someone with the passion for life that he had. He wants to know everything, so he can love and protect you, but I will keep your secret, only because you are also so protective of him. You will have a long and happy life together.\"

The next day three designers came in from Paris,and brought with them a miriad of gowns for Rae to choose from. Rich laces, silks, satins, real pearls hand stitched, glittering diamond tiaras with large diamonds encrusting them. Rae was lost in a swarm of white trying each on as Olga and the other females on the staff helped her dress in each, laughed and applauded as she smiled wider than ever. She felt like a fairy princess with the world in front of her holdig out roses. She had never been so happy. Shaun was a distant memory on this day.
Flowers from all over the world were flown in, chefs with only the highest references came with delicasies that common people would never even dream of tasting.
Rae never saw Randall, which made her long for him. Her wedding day was tomorrow, and she felt the minutes tick by so slowly until she would see him at the end of that long isle, waiting to claim her as his wife.
The gown she chose was perhaps the simplest one. White satin with little adorment, long sleeves to hide her still healing wounds, and simple curving neckline. The hairdresser came in, flown from New York, and together they planned her hair style, no veil. When she saw her love for the first time that next day, she wanted him to see her fully, no white netting to come between her and the sight of his eyes on her.

SHe awoke in a cold sweat. Breathing ragged and coarse. Shivering all over, Rae began to cry. She had remembered. In her dream she had remembered the threat he had made to her. To cut her eyes of of her head so she could never again gaze upon Randall, so never again he would look into her green eyes lovingly. He told her this, then knocked her out, the last thing she remembered thinking ws that if she indeed ever woke up, she would be blind forever. Someone must have come in then, and stopped him,or maybe it was just an empty threat, to frighten her more. She got up then and ran to the bathroom mirror. She examined both eyes closely and when she saw it, the little scar just below her left lower eye lashes, she fainted to the cold marble floor.
When her eyes came open, her man was there, worry etched once again in his face. \"My darling, my love, what is it, should we rush you to the hospital? The doctor says that you seem fine, what is it? What can I-\"
Rae sat up and looked deep into his eyes, \"Randall, tell me, even though you don\'t want to. What happened after he knocked me out. Why didn\'t he finish what he started?\"
Randall bowed his head then. Tears welling in his eyes. e was ashamed. He could not face this question, could not face it at all.
\"Randall, please, I am entitled to know. If I am to become your wife today, I need to know, or this will hang between us for the rest of our life together.\"
Speaking low and carefully chossing each word, he told her what he had never wanted to utter, that it was not him that had saved her. That while she was being tortured to the brink of death, he was fucking another woman along with Chris. That is was Terence that had heard the screams and knew they were not sexual, that she was in extreme terror. He had broke down the door and pulled Shaun off just as he had the razor cutting into her eye.
Rae listened closely. Her mind taking in the words,a nd then she smiled. He had been feeling guilt for not only letting Shaun have her that night, but for also not being her knight in shining armore?
\"Randall, it was not your fault. You had no idea of what would happen. My love, please stop blaming yourself and leave this room.\"
He looked up confused and frightened. She saw his confusion and kisses his lips lovingly. \"Baby, I need to get ready and you may have seen me before the wedding, but i\'ll be damned if you\'ll see me in my gown before it\'s time.\"
\"Please my love, I was saving this until after the wedding but I think I need to give it to you now.\"
He reached down beside the bed and pulled up three packages wrapped in golden paper,a nd strung together but white lace. He handed them to her, his hands a bit shaky.
She looked at him smiling, then untied the lace and opened the smallest box on top of the stack. What she saw made her gasp loud and drop the box on the mattress. Inside of it were two eyes balls. She looked to Randall disgustedly, her mind tryng to find the words to scream at him, butbefore she could speak he smiled warmly and wickedly, and said, \"My love, \"his\" eyes.\"
She understood then. Randall had done to Shaun what Shaun had tried to do to her. SHe picked the box back up and looked inside once more. Those cold eyes she had remembered boaring into her. He was blind now.
The next box held his hands, the hands and the razor they had used to hurt her.
The final box was his severed penis, lying in thin delicate paper, like a treasured jewel. Rae smiled at her soon to be husband, \"Then he\'s dead?\"
\"No darling. Not yet. But soon. He is in a locked room on the island, and twice a day he is tortured. He will die soon, but now until you request it, or he simply bleed out.\"

She readied with Olga helping her, the haridresser, Lance, fussing about her like a grandmother worrying over a sick child. Her gown fit her perfectly the long simple train spread out behind her, her hair up and bedazzled with real pearls and opals strewn into the loose perfect curls all gathers on top of her head, her long neck bearing only a simple choker of pearls. Her bouquetwas of full red roses, pink lotus and startling white magnolias.
She asked who was to give her away,a nd Olga stood speechless. She had no idea.
\"Will you please ask terence to come.\"
Terence came in meekly, so unlike him, but as everyone would soon be, he was hypotized by her beauty. She was like a dream, some work of the gods, standig there regally. \"Y-yes maam, you need to see me?\"
She took his hand and led him to the bed. \"I was hoping , my good and faithful friend, if you would do me the great honor of giving me to Randall today at our wedding.\"
His chest puffed out twice it\'s size and she thought she saw tears weling in his eyes. A he could do was nod once, then he stood and offered his arm to her.
Together they walked out of the room and she walked into her new life.