"Everybody... I would like you all to meet Annabelle... My wife."
WAIT...
WHATT??...
N-no... No no.... this was a lie.
THIS HAS TO BE A LIE!!!
No!!
I can't be married...
He sure was lying. I was not married. I remember everything that happened with me from the past few weeks but no..
NO I was not married!!
I wanted to scream, run far away from this but I knew well I couldn't. I just stood there feeling my body go numb. I could not understand or hear anything after that for a minute or two until I was snapped back to reality by a light tug on my shoulder.
I stood there in disbelief. Tears started to build up. I looked down and now felt disgusted by his touch.
Everything seemed to go right but why would he do this to me. Why was he lying in front of these people. But why would he lie. Please say it was a joke please... I prayed silentley and started fidgeting with the hem of my shirt.
"This seriously...." said the girl who had been looking at me with disgust from the moment I walked in the room.
She pointed her sharp nails at me like dagger, "This is your Wife??" she eyed me from head to toe as if trying to scan my body.
I looked down immediately and felt disgusted. I was extremely uncomfortable by the situation and her words made me cringe hard.
I was ashamed to meet any eye that was fixed on me since the blunt announcment. I felt bullied, I mean I did not belong here and no wonder why they all eyed me up like I was some piece of trash.
"Amber... I am pretty sure I mentioned her name to be Annabelle... and yes most definitely she is my WIFE" Albert said with clenched teeth.
To be honest I was scared to see this side of his. Why was he acting as if he cares. Amber, the one who had said that rolled her eye at Albert and glared hard at me, If it was possible I would have been shattered into pieces by now from the piercing eyes she had fixed on me.
"Albert you know well you can get a lot better than this" said another girl with blond hair, she as well glared at me with a smirk.
I could not control anymore and the tears I had been holding back let themselves roll down.
I mean never in my life had been humiliated to this extreme. I had always been confident about the way I looked, and to be very honest I had curves falling at the perfect places.
It was just the way I dressed that never showed anything or any part of my body. I covered myself as much as possible. But today no matter how much I tried, I just could not help it.
Their words hit me directly. I was offended more to it the were eyeing me like a maid who has not done her job right and is worthy of being fired.
The tears made their way out without even a second hint. The way these people eyed me I felt disgusted. I was hurt beyond repair.
I turned around so fast that for a second my vision blurred. I ran upstairs all the way to the room I was in before and locked myself.
I was hurt, hurt but this time I did not feel anything I mean, my heart was aching but I could not feel anything. You know the feeling when something shatters and has a crak on it and no matter how many more time your try hurting it it never hurts the same way it did the forst time. That is exactly what I was feeling.
Maybe because it had become an habit. maybe I was used to the pain, used to the torture or the hurt. Maybe I deserved it.
I slipped down by the door and cried loud. loud enough so that all the pain in my heart would run away from me.
Leave my body and let me be at peace. But it was of no use. I picked myself up and walked to the bathroom. Looking at the mirror I could not recall the girl I was staring at, at the mirror.
Standing before me was a whole new person. Tired eyes, dull skin, and visible pain on the face. Maybe I had gone weak or maybe because of the dark circles that had made there place under my eye. I just couldn't recall myself from what I saw now.
I showered quickly and went to bed. Lying for hours and hours just thinking about how messed up my life was I just couldn't sleep.
I had no idea about my father. no contact to Max and no idea about Ciara as well. I missed them. I mean I was not attending school so meeting Ciara was impossible and in my hard times I would always turn to her for any advise.
Not that she new about my father and my family background, but she was always a wonderful help. She woukd even help me pay my school fees sometimes when things were hard on me.
My thoughts were intrupted by a light knock on the door, but not in the mood to deal with anything or anyone, ignoring it, I turned and tossed on my bed once again and drifted off to sleep.
Thinking of all the ways Mom would calm me down when ever a situation this strange would stand in front of me. She said that I should work hard for achieving what ever I wanted in life.
But how ever hard it be I could never get Loved by anyone, not when I was a pain for the eyes.
"You can do anything you want, just do it with all your heart. make sure to not underestimate your willpower and most importantly believe in yourself my dear, one day you will achieve what ever you want in Life and pn that day Mama will be proud of her superstar. Mama will always be proud of her star."
My mom's word rang in my head over and over again. I remember everything she had said to me. It had helped a lot all these years.
Maybe she knew, maybe she was aware that all this would have helped me in the future. Maybe she knew hoe much her daughter would need her in the future.
Maybe she was aware pf the mpnsters I would face one day....
Maybe she knew everything...
*Why.. Why would you leave me alone in a place filled with mosnters... Why...*