So wife,…welcome to my living hell he said to me, making his way towards Our supposed room as if on the thought he came to a stop on the 6th step, lease I forget he said, 'don't even think about running off or telling a living soul about this,' he gave a silly smile, walking toward the bedroom.
I heard the jamming of the door before letting out a silent sob, I never knew I was holding, I cried till I was dried off tears, my hand shocked, staring blankly at nothing in particular on my dress, memories we shared played in my head,….. NO!!! I screamed, he was just the only man have ever loved…..
My head, my eye hurt from all that has unfolded, my body shivers, as my eye closed on it drifting away to the only place that only held the wally I fell in love with…..
************There she was close to the door, I looked at her for some minutes, "she is truly adorable" I must admit"but she shouldn't have messed with me "I took a step towards her, to tap her when she blinked open her eye, stared at me for some few seconds as if trying to remember who I was, she shifted suddenly as if realizing something which made her move in panic, a smirk crept to my face, exactly the kind of expression I want to see "fear"…. So Lola I said, am heading to work making an empathy as I spoke, make sure you cook pounded yam and emmmmmm 'pretending to be thinking'…I don't know yet, maybe when I get a better suggestion I would call you, I said, she looked horrible from all almost washed off makeup….
Wale, she spoke, I stood transfixed at the door leaving my hand sliding down from the door nob, wow mumming to myself, Somebody just grew wings, she dear call me by my name, I turn and walked towards her, dropping my bag to roll up my sleeves,
'wife ' I said, am a very disciplined man and you don't disrespect me, I ended my word with a slap, and she yelled in grief, but who cares…this would just be a warning as we get alone, refer to me as sir and less I forget to make sure you are clean up, I need to perform my manly responsibilities to you, moving out of the house...
I willed myself from where I spent my wedding night, basically dragging myself up the stairs, the pain I feel was unbearable, and fresh tears found their way down my cheeks….
Slipping into the bathtub, I felt refreshed and calm as the warmth came in contact with my skin, I tried to relax but my emotions failed me as more tears poured, I shouldn't have said"yes" mumbling but even in pain, I still loved him.
I gave in to the comfort of the water, finding it as a remedy to my pains,….after hours in the bathtub I stepped out wrapping a towel around my body and found my way towards my supposed dressing table, a fair reflection of me stared back at me, this is my marriage I mouthed to her, and I would fight for it…. I lifted my finger and dabbed at the woman in the mirror, "YOU started it and you would end it" ….