Imposter bride

Zoe's pov...

"Get in the wedding dress" She order.

"Excuse me? " I yell

"Well, I know he paid you good for this work, now come on. Hop in the dress, get me to the car and run away" She said throwing her hands in the air.

"What? No" I protest and turn to leave.

I was yanked back soon after.

This girl pull my hair. O! M! G!

"Listen here you lowlife shit" She said in dangerous deadly tone, "I have been stuck with my fake family for a year now. I will not marry that old, rusty cranky man for the sake of my family"

"Ohhh" I said a she retract her hand from my hair.

"So you better get in that dress and get me to the car or you won't be able to withstand the consequences" She yell.

"I take you to the car? " I ask pointing my index finger on myself.

"Yes. You" She point her index finger on me.

"Okay. But where is car? " I ask.

"I know it's location. Now get in the dress" She yell.

I immediately got in the dress.

The dress was pretty. The prettiest.