NATALIE'S P.O.V
"Wake up Nat," I heard Abby's voice while she shook me almost vigorously. "Wake up," she said again.
"What?" I asked angrily and opened my eyes to a flash. I hated to be woken from sleep no matter how important whatever the information was, I hated it so badly. My sleep was my peace or one of my peace and shouldn't be interrupted by any means whatsoever.
"It's your wedding day today, '' she announced. "Shit!" I muttered against my breath. What the hell happened to me? My mother will kill me, especially with the fact that I slept out after promising not to. I guess this was her fear – not coming to the wedding at all or running away, it was that bad. I wasn't scared of going to that wedding late, I was scared of the beatings I'll receive from my mother's words. When it came to serious matters, or whatever she considered to be serious, it was really serious. "What's the time Abby?" I asked, reaching out for my phone.