1 Save Me
(Author's Disclaimer: Welcome to the first volume of the Dark Sarah Chronicles; my twist to the first album, Dark Sarah: Behind the Black Veil. I do not own the lyrics and characters of Dark Sarah; they belong to Heidi Parviainen.)
Look at my bleeding heart
See the tears, you caused these scars
Sarah felt happy and excited that she would soon be married to the love of her life in three days. She was out in the village for one last shopping trip and to get a gift for her fiancee.
It wasn't long until she found the perfect gift and after buying it began making her way to the hotel where she was staying at for a time. As Sarah was passing a small outdoor cafe; a familiar laugh had her stopping in shock and looking towards the costumers.
Sitting at a table was her future husband next to a woman and they were sitting close; the mystery woman was practically nearly sitting on his lap. Sarah couldn't tell what the woman looked like as she wore a wide brim hat, scarf and sunglasses, and her fiancee seemed to be enchanted by her.
Sarah fled back to the hotel before anyone noticed her presence and locked her-self in her room. After a moment; she had a glass of wine to settle her nerves as she sat and thought, and nursed her drink in sips.
He has been working hard and preparing for the wedding; Sarah thinks as she regained her composure, the woman must be a co-worker, a female friend of his and they were having a business lunch!
Once she was composed; Sarah went to the hotel spa for a message and began relaxing once more. Sarah knew that they weren't the perfect couple and had their share of problems, they had been together so long and Sarah was very adamant of staying a virgin until her wedding night.
She was sure that he was the one when he finally asked for her hand in marriage; the engagement lasted for a year and the wedding plans were set. In three days; Sarah will wed and she will give her husband her body, soul and heart.
Confused and lonely
I guess I was in this only
Sarah had to change suites two days before the wedding; her fiancee paid her a surprise visit and managed to convince her to go on one last date. She dressed up nicely after agreeing and they went to a bistro where there was music, dancing and an air of intimacy.
They danced between meals and Sarah was having fun until they returned to her room, and her fiancee surprised her with a kiss. Sarah melted into the kiss but she remained steadfast in her morals of staying true to herself.
When her betrothed tried to remove her dress; she stopped him and backed away quickly as she said: "We must wait!"
"Why must we wait?" he cried in frustration. "In two days we will be married; it doesn't matter nor does anyone care if we had premarital sex, we will be husband and wife by then!"
"I care;" said Sarah in defense, "my family and friends care that this is done right. I want my first time to be special and when we are married; you will have my body, soul and heart!"
"I have been patient with your silly morals;" he exclaimed before calming down as he added with slight disdain: "But I will wait for our wedding day!"
Sarah gave a sigh of relief once her betrothed had left but she no longer felt comfortable in the suite and made her request to change room that was granted. But Sarah could not shake the feeling that her fiancee was testing her for some reason and it seemed that she had failed it.
Yet she was loyal to him; Sarah never strayed in her affections and she always told her betrothed that she loved him though he never said it back. They have shared many passionate kisses before but she always seemed to hold back slightly as if out of fear.
As Sarah prepared for bed; she made a wish upon the stars for strength and hope for her new future.
Why did you trick me this way?
When I was learning happiness
It was the day before the wedding and Sarah felt excited as she hung her wedding dress up in preparedness for the big day. She was treated to a full spa day at the hotel; she was pampered fully from waxing to message to manicures and pedicures, etc.
She felt rejuvenated; her body tingled and her skin glowed, she felt like a fairytale princess and she was ready for her Prince Charming. Tomorrow she'll see her fiancee in church; they'll marry and begin a new life as husband and wife; she already forgotten the last two days that led to this point.
To end her day; Sarah had a relaxing bubble bath before calling her betrothed and hear his voice before seeing him. She dialed his number but someone else answered and Sarah felt her heart stop a moment when she heard a woman's voice on the other end.
She asked in shock: "Who are you?"
"You'll find out soon;" answered the woman mysteriously before she began laughing jeeringly and hung up.
Sarah could not get to sleep that night as she laid awake in bed and went over the cryptic message from the mystery woman. A cold feeling of dread entered her heart and worry that her fiancee might have cold feet on the day before the wedding.
He always had a wondering eye and would flirt with other women who catches his fancy. Even though he tries to be subtle; Sarah notices and sometimes she had watched those women flirt back.
But on the night of her big day and when she would be happy about her new life; a wrench was suddenly thrown in to mess with those careful plans. As Sarah finally falls asleep her final thoughts were: Who was that woman?
Tell me why you let me go
But save me from your weeping songs
He didn't care that what he was about to break Sarah's heart as he watched the woman ride him to ecstacy. His fiancee was a prude who holds to silly ideals that no longer has standing in the modern world.
So what he's about to do tomorrow may have seemed cruel to others but to him it was simple. Being a virgin and waiting until one is married is a foolish notion, and if Sarah wants to wait then she can become an old maid.
His phone began ringing as the lovers finished and the woman went to answer it as she shot him a sultry look over her shoulder that warmed him. He knew it was Sarah calling; hoping to hear his voice on the night of the big day and he snorted in contempt.
Instead of him answering it was his lover who did and he heard her cryptic message as she began laughing before hanging up. The woman then crawled back to her lover and they shared a smile as they fell back into bed in a passionate embrace.
Yes...tomorrow will be a day that no one will ever forget...
Stronger by anger, I'll make it
But tell me one thing:
The morning of the wedding came; Sarah's family and friends arrived at the hotel, and began helping her get ready. Sarah felt like a puppet as she was dragged to the hairstylist and had her hair done, then dragged somewhere else for makeup to be done and dragged back to her suite to dress.
But her mind wasn't on the wedding during the prep; she kept wondering if her fiancee ever truly wanted to marry. She also wondered who the mystery woman was from last night as she still heard the cruel laugh echo in her mind.
Yet when Sarah saw her-self as a bride; she could not help but gasp slightly and her doubt began fading. Her white wedding dress hugged her body, showing her curves and the skirt flowed like waves about her feet.
Her blond hair was woven with white roses and white lilies with a few sprigs of baby's breath making her look like a woodland nymph. It was her mirror image that banished Sarah's doubt and renewed her confidence; it was her wedding day and it was the beginning of her new life, and Sarah began smiling once more.
What, what took you so damn long
To decide that our love was gone?
Sarah was bundled into a car and driven into the countryside to the small church at the border of the forest; pavilions for the reception was set and everything looked perfect. Her dream wedding that she had been planning since she was a child was about to come true as the church became packed with guests.
"You look beautiful, Sarah;" said her mother and friends before heading into the church before her.
Sarah stood out in the sunshine for a few minutes before joining her father and taking his arm as they entered the church together. The inner doors opened as the wedding march began and she sees her groom waiting for her at the altar, and he looked handsome in a white tux.
Sarah could not help but smile as she felt a blush bloom upon her cheeks as her father escorted her down the aisle. She loved the man she was approaching and felt joy that they would soon be together.
The groom came to meet them halfway as her father kissed her cheek and laid her hand in the groom's before joining her mother as the couple walked the rest of the way, and soon stood before the priest behind the altar. Sarah took a deep breath and slowly released it as she smiled beautifully as the ceremony began but before anything was said; it was soon interrupted.
Instead you fooled me!
Save me! Save me!
"I object to this wedding;" cried a woman's voice at the back.
Everyone gasped in shock as they turned to see a woman with long raven black hair and dressed in a strapless silver dress standing in the back of the church. Sarah looked to her groom and she was surprised to see him smiling at the woman with a look of lust in his eyes.
"What is going on?" Sarah asked with worry and sudden fear in her voice.
"I can't marry you, Sarah, I don't love you anymore;" her fiancee said as he looked at her, "you are too much of a prude and filled with moral nonsense. You won't sleep with me unless we marry and I got tired of waiting; so I found a real woman for me!"
"Why didn't you tell me before everything was planned?" Sarah exclaimed in horror, "Why are you doing this now of all days?"
"Because you are not a real woman and I would've married you if you were a real woman, and had truly loved me;" the groom said with a slight sneer, "but you were too blind in your ignorance to anything and leaving you on our supposed wedding day is justifiable, and you being an old maid suites you!"
If I were you I would listen to
Every word I have to say
Sarah felt like she had been slapped as she watched her fiancee leave her at the altar and made his way to the other woman. Her family, friends and guests were astounded; until everything went to chaos when the groom began passionately kissing the woman before they left wrapped in their embrace.
It felt like a knife stabbing her in the heart at the same time as a rug was pulled from under her feet. Sarah fell to her knees, she couldn't breathe as emotions turned in turmoil within her; her happiness had suddenly turned to fear, anger, sadness and questions.
Who was that woman?
Why did he say those offal things to Sarah and how dare he call her an old maid?
How could he do that to her?
If he didn't want to marry Sarah; then why did he ask for her hand?
He knew that Sarah took a purity vow and what that meant to her!
That man had no respect for tradition; did he actually think that Sarah would jump into his bed after he purposed?
Poor Sarah!
There is no safety for you wherever you stay
Look, look at your creation!
Sarah heard ringing in her ears during this and she didn't notice her mother nor her friends coming to give her comfort. All she could do was replay the cruel words of her former betrothed and the scene of him kissing the other woman.
The next thing anyone knew was that Sarah was standing up and running from the church; she ignored everyone who called out her name as she ran into the forest.
Now you will need pure salvation
To keep me away from you
She didn't realize that her wedding dress had been torn to rags by thorny bushes nor the scratches she received when she struggled through, nor did she notice that she had lost her shoes and her stockings torn up leaving her barefoot. All Sarah wanted to do was keep running and not look back; she prayed that everything was just a nightmare.
Sarah hoped desperately that she would soon wake at any moment and everything would be as it should be. Her wedding day happy and joyful; wedding vows along with wedding rings exchanged as she and the man she had loved become husband and wife.
The party to celebrate their love would have been grand and her wedding night; when Sarah would have become his woman would have been sweet. Wake up; she thought in desperation and louder she cried: "Wake up!"
Save me!
Save me!
Sarah soon trips and falls; she tumbled down a small hill and lies on her back on the ground, slightly blinded by sunlight. Nothing physically was broken but emotionally her heart was broken as she realized that she was awake and her dreams were all shattered about her.
So I fell into your snare
But what do I really care?
Save me! Save me!
She doesn't know how long she laid on the ground for all Sarah could do was silently weep.
"Maybe I should've slept with him, gave him my everything and make him happy to stay;" said Sarah as she felt her-self be blamed for what had happened.
It felt like it was her fault that he left her at the altar because Sarah would not give him her body.
Save me! Save me!
Now you'll pay for my heart
Revenge is much sweeter than your love!
"No! It's not my fault that he left me;" said Sarah as she sat up her face tear-stained mixed with mascara, "I was loyal to him, I never strayed from his side. I loved him and I believed that he had loved me back but I was wrong!"
Sarah stood up as anger took hold and the clouds covered the Sun blanketing everything in shadow. It became cold but she no longer felt it; all Sarah felt was anger and hatred at the betrayal, and how she wished she could make her former betrothed suffer.
Save me!
Save me!
