* * * * * Meier's Villa* * * * * * *
After biding Herr Lehmann goodnight, I hurried my way inside. I was so confuse, that I didn't know what to believe anymore. Does it mean, that all my efforts, and improvment meant nothing to him. My feelings were crushed, and I could feel my insecurities and doubts, that I had long pushed aside were now clouding my mind. I don't know how to brush this topic to him again, without appearing like an overbearing future wife.
And to top that, I had recieved three missed calls from my mum already. NOt sure if she was waiting for me to get back.
Well, it doesn't matter if she was still awake or not, there was no avoiding the upcoming argument. It can either happen tonight or in the morning. I slugishly climbed the two staircases, then turned right to the pathway, that lead to my room.
'' What says the time, Young lady?'' My mum's voice echoed, as I was about to turn the knob of my door.
I bit my lips, before turning slowly her with a weak smile. '' Hmm!, mum I'm so sorry I got back late, time just flew quickly. I promise, it wasn't my intension.''
I felt bad for keeping her awake till late. She already have a lot on her plate lately.
'' Of all time Ebele! You chose this month to stay out late. Your engagement is at hand, but I can see you don't care at all.'' Her ivory face was red.''
'' Doch! I do care about that so much'' How was I to express myself. I'm so fed up with all this. Isn't it enough that I have acepted my fate already.
'' Mum please can we not do this now. I have a terrible headach.'' I pleaded.
'' Don't tell me your drunk'' She gasped with her eyes wide open.
'' No mum I'm not.'' At this point I feel so exasperated. '' Please mum. I need some sleep, and you need some too'' I needed to be a alone.
She gave me a long look. ''Go get some sleep. We will deal with this later.'' I groaned inwardly, but still nodded with a smile.
I shut the door behind me, and leaned against it. I unlocked my phone, and login into my Wiebo account, they were right about it being a trending headline.
Hut Berg and Emma stein was spotted hand ~ in ~ hand entering Hommage á Magritte
I clenched my phone tightly, as I stared at their photo. The picture was not taken from a great angle, but I could recognise him anywhere even in the dark. So this was not some fake cooked up scandal.
It was already 1:45 a.m, not sure if he would appreciate a call by now.
Our relationship, has improved a little over time, well that was what I thought. I'm not entirely against the planned marriage, my parents thought. It's like a burden of choosing a husband was lifted off my shoulder. I'm always indecisive in nature, literally hard to make choices. If I was asked 6 years ago who I would want to marry, Rupert would be the first and only person to come on my mind, but as time pass by I realized, that I had no much say in that. And I've come to accept that, we are better off friends, I guess. Although I did once pleaded with my parents, that it was Rupert, that I liked.
But they dissagreed, they even claimed, that nothing could be done about it. And they saw no reason, why I should be oppossed to being Hut's bride, if I liked Rupert.
I just don't get their absurd theory. Just because, Hut is Rupert's elder brother, doesn't mean, I had to be smitten by him too. I squeesed my eyes shut, in frustration.
I'm just relieved, that I was aware of it five years earlier, and got time to withdraw my feelings, and set things clear with Rupert, to avoid anyone getting hurt, even though I couldn't change the things that had happened between Rupert and me, but at least it would make things less messy, and avoid enmity between the two brothers.
So instead of complaining, I deceided to reach out to him lately, after our engagement was adjusted to this weekend, and try to build any form of connection. I'm very timid at times, that's why it's better to get comfortable with him now. And so far his being good to me, except for his scandals, tha he doesn't care to stop. It's not like I expected much from him, but I thought, we had had something going on, at least we had made a little progress these past weeks, or was it just in my head.
I scrolled down to the comment section, against my better judgment, to snoop at how crazy his fan were running.
Emma58~{ OMG! I knew, They were match made from above}
Hut's wife101~{They slept in the same hotel. Ahhhhh! I'm dead!!! I can't wait to see them make babies together.}
Hut's third wife5 ~[Hut's wife101] {I bet they will have cutie angels.}
Emmie11~ [Hut's third wife5]{Angels? do you know if Emma wants more than one baby?}
There were more than twelve thousand comments already, most of them were Emm's fans.
Hut's third wife5~ [Emma11]{roll eye emoji*}
Hunt's daddy10 ~[Emma11]{Haven't you seen her recent interview, that aired last weekend.}
I am E ~ [Hunt's daddy10]{Yah! I saw it too, she was so lovely there. Her love for children knew no bond. I too can't wait to see her baby too. It really doesn't matter to me who the father is. }
Hunt's first wife ~ [I am E]{I'm positive the daddy will be Hut.*smilyemoji* }
I couldn't withstand their ridiculuose comments any longer. What was I thinking? Weren't they aware, that Hut is already taken, that he belongs to me, and me alone. It's like I don't exist in his world. I loged out of my account, feeling worst than ever.
I don't care how late it was, I'm going to call him anyway. It's not like we had never talked till this late, the only difference, was that I was calling now. I concluded, as I sat on my bed.
I thought of chatting him up first, but saw it's not being long he went offline, so I called directly.
I waited and waited, then called the second time, before he picked up, but didn't say anything.
I held my breath, not knowing how to start a conversation. I'm just unbelieveable, how can I still be reserved, after our steamy exchange we had in our last call.
'' Hello!'' I greeted in a tiny voice. There was silence on the other side. I don't know why I suddenly beacame timid, I was lost with words, not that I've forgotten the reason I called, but it would be stupid of me to jump into it immidately. It better I brush it up later on in the middle of our talk.
'' How was your day?'' I asked trying to get him to say something..
'' Not so good, but I plan on lying at my press conference tomorrow morning.'' He replied with a low tone.
'' Did I wake you?'' I bit my lip, at my stipud question, of course you did. It was obviouse he was sleeping.
'' What do you think?''
I bit my lip, at my stipud question, of course he was obviousely sleeping. There was no trace of anger in his voice, but I knew better, than to decide his mood through his tone. He was so unpredictable.
'' I'm sorry. I will just end it right away, it's nothing impotant. I will just wait till morning.''
I know it was selfish of me, but I waited, hoping that he would somehow stop me from ending it.
'' Have you been avoiding me?'' My eyes buldged,why would he think that.
'' No! I'm not'' I hurriedily said.
'' Then why haven't you texted, nor called since two days now.''
I chewed my pinky finger. Was he really expecting my call? I find it hard to read him most times.
'' I was actually waiting for your call '' I confessed. '' Why didn't you call me too, or even texted at all?'' I pouted my lips. I have no idea where I got the courage to question him like that, well it's a good, that I'm getting confortable with him.
'' I was trying to give you some space, cause I knew you were being bashful after.....''
'' Ahhhhh! '' I screamed, cutting him off. I just hope that my outburst didn't alarm my parents.
'' Please, don't say a word, or I will to die of shame'' I pleaded with him. His hearty laugh echoed through the phone. I felt even more mortified, and burried my face in the pillow.
'' Why would you be ashamed?'' He enquired in a gentle tone.
I really want the earth to open up and eat me up!
'' No reason, please don't bring it up.'' My mind was flooding with all the memories from that night, they were overwhelming my senses, that my breathing was now hagard, and my body itchy, as if in anticipation for it to repeat.
'' Why shouldn't I? I'm actually, looking forward to doing it more often''
How can someone say that with such brazenness. I was lost for words.
'' I'm waiting for your respond'' His voice voice has gotten deaper than usuall,or is it just my femininehormon thas interpreting that.
Can he just stop pulling my leg, my face is now as red as a tomato.
'' I don't know what to reply?'' I said sincerly. His chortle was low and pleasant to hear.
'' You don't have to say anything. But it's important, that I know you enjoyed it too, and would like to do it more often.''
'' You know I did'' I siad sheepisly. Who was I kidding, I more than enjoyed it. My throat was dry just by thinkig about it.
'' I want to hear you say it! '' He demanded.
No escaping it now!. If I say It now, there is no way I would be able to face him. To top that What I did was shameless, than ever.
'' Why don't you wait till Sunday, after the ceremony, then I wouldn't have to tell you, but rather show you how much I did ''
He might take that as me being flirty with him, or tempting him. But I knew within myself, that I was buying myself some time