Back to reality, I stood in-front of the mirror starring at myself like I have never seen myself before at least this side of me... as I thought about what my life with that arrogant fellow I met two days ago would be like?
I could see the door knob twist through the mirror before the door was opened and I saw my mom standing at the door, so I didn't bother to look back.
"Hey baby, what are you still doing here the wedding is about to start" she said as she walked up to me with a very worried look. But instead of me to reply to her question, I sat on the chair close to the mirror and my mom did same sitting close to me as she pats my back.
"Estoy preocupada madre" I spoke in Spanish telling her that I am worried.
Let me tell you little about me. I lived with my parents in Los Angeles, well my dad is an American while my mom is from Spain. In the fifteen years of my life I've lived with them, my parents we're always sweet to me as their only child, loving, caring and did what they felt was best for me which I felt was best as well. But a year after my dad's business crumbled, he started acting strange towards me, trying to push me away unlike before. That's when he finally sent me to Spain, Madrid. To leave with my grandma out of a blue. But of course as a child I was then I felt that he would have a strong suitable reason for sending me there and will probably bring me back home after a few weeks holiday. I was wrong, I waited for weeks, months and months turned to years but they didn't show up or even called, I was broken to the highest level because the family that I trusted and that treated me like they loved me, lied to me and left me with an old woman of 90 years to take care of instead of the other way round, I mean I was just a child right?
Three years after my arrival my grandma dead. It was so hard for me to witness it that I was emotionally damaged. My parents only came on the day of my grandma's funeral, I was disappointed but yet glad to see them. My dad acted like he wasn't affected and like he didn't care if I existed but lucky for me my mom was already emotional because of the death of her mother and I happened to be there for her, so she just let herself love me once again as we hugged ourselves tightly in tears. The next day after the funeral, I woke up that morning looking for my parents but I didn't find them anywhere and was later told by my mom's sister that they already left. They left me without carrying me along or even the least; saying goodbye. I went to somewhere quite and cried my eyes out, my parents didn't love me any longer, I have turned into a burden to them. After a long run of emotional damage I traveled to The Costa Blanca Town of Benidorm, there I pursed my career of being a banker. Burying myself to work just to forget how messed up my life is was the biggest help I got from myself. I even made friends there, my best friend; Helena Parr was very nice to me and helped me get familiar with my surroundings. And my close coworker; Brad Lawrence helped me with the work, introduced me to the people we worked with, informing me on their behaviors, what I should do and what I mustn't. Another three years passed with me learning how to be independent and loving the feeling it gives me. That's when all of a sudden I met my dad and mom standing within my apartment probably waiting for me. I was shocked that I ran to my mom and hugged her, placing kisses on her cheek. They have finally come to see me, they cared for me after all. But to my greatest disappointment, they came just for my dad to discuss about The Marriage. And after alot of persuasion and threat, like I've told you guys before I agreed to go on a date with the man, which I found amusing and arrogant.
"There is nothing to be worried about, your father would never do anything to hurt you" she said causing me to turn to look at her with enough doubt written on my face. Yes I am beginning to doubt my father's care for me in-fact I began to doubt it long time ago, but I still love him... I love them, their my only family I would ever believe to have.
"How was it like?" I asked her ignoring what she said because I didn't want to bring about any form of argument between the both of us because who knows when we would see again.
"What?" She asked purely confused
"On your own wedding day?"
"Oh. Of course I was worried,just like you are... but excited. Your father was the only one I loved until you came..." I chuckle and smiled to her making her to stop as she looked at me with all concentration almost like she was trying to read my mind while smiling back at me. But just as the smile came it vanished from my face...
"Baby you look so beautiful." She said with a smile on her face, totally trying to cheer me up but I didn't smile back at her, I was thinking too much about this marriage, how it would be like, I am truly worried.
"That's the difference Mom, you loved Dad but as for me...I don't even know who am getting married to..."
"He is your dad's friend's son..."
"That's what he told us. Do you even know this friend he speaks of?"
"Don't you trust your dad any longer?"
"I don't know mom... I don't even know what to believe. I mean you both abandoned me..."she cuts me off, her eyes almost filled with tears
"Please don't say that Genesis. We love you, what ever we do... all you should know is that we do it all with your benefits at heart, trust me baby" she said with a wry smile, I never want to see my mom sad again, especially now I don't know when we would meet again after the wedding.
"Of course I do." I said wiping her tears before hugging her tightly
"I love you baby..." she said
"I love you more mom"
"Okay baby, come on we have a wedding to attend" she said getting up,
"I will be right behind you"
"Alright baby, but hurry up your groom is looking a bit impatient to see his bride" she said with a smile which I had to return before she left. 'My groom' sounds weird to my ears.
After my bridesmaids walked into the church, I was signaled to do same. I walked in majestically down the aisle with my head held high, my best friend who is my chief bridesmaid helped me by holding the edge of my gown so I won't trip and fall. My father held my hand for the first time in a long time and we walked together quietly but I finally broke the awkward silence
"Dad?" He turned and gave me a glance
"Do I disappoint you?" I have actually been worried about this since he started treating me differently all of a sudden, he gave me another glance but this time with a smile which looked like he forced it there
"And why would I be?"
"You abandoned me, made me live alone..."
"Believe it or not everything I did was and still is for your own good"
"But dad..."
"I am proud of you that's all it is to know... I really am. I know this is difficult for you to do and accept but you should always know that I love you and always will." He said and his smile finally vanished as he faced forward. I really wanted to believe him but his facial expression wasn't encouraging at all, he was acting really weird and am beginning to hate this new him.
"Of course" I said sarcastically but he didn't bother looking at me to notice it.
He stood at the last step of the altar, polished then ever. He wore a black shining suit which obviously didn't look like a normal designed suite and his shoes, Mmm, of course his a billionaire. His hair styled in a different way compared to the day I first met him. Wait a minute did they apply make up on him or what...why is he looking real fine.
Focus Genesis...focus!
My dad left me with him on reaching the altar, without any form of eye contact with him, strange. He took my hand, his face plain, no compliment... not even a smile. We climbed the altar, with his hand tied to mine, Helena then arranged my gown before walking down and joining the audience. The music stopped and the priest started after everyone sat down. Oh my God this is it sooner or later I will be a wife to someone I know not. What will he do to me tonight, I am really not ready for someone I don't know touching me in an unpleasant way. Would he be nice to me? Does he even like me? In fact I don't care, whatsoever life lays for me I will live with it like that, but not my body...
"Do you, Genesis Eduardo... take Zachary Logan to be your lawfully wedded wife in sickness and in health, in rich and in poor... till death do you part?" Oh my... I hesitated, I wasn't done with my thoughts now this? I turned to look at my father and his expression said it all, more like he was saying
'Don't disgrace me like this'. I turned to my mom then to my so called 'groom' who gave a dead pool gaze, daring me to say or do anything stupid. Of course I didn't want to disgrace my parent, not after knowing that my father will disown me if I dare.
"Y..Yes I do" I stammered. I noticed the sudden calm in my dad's look immediately I replied the Priest and my so called groom finally took his deadly eyes off me. Have I made the right decision? Will I forever regret this day?
"Do you, Zachary Logan. Take Genesis Eduardo to be your lawfully wedded wife... In sickness and in health, in rich and in poor...till death do you part?"
"Yes" he answered without hesitation like he was already getting enough of the wedding and wanted to leave.
"If there is any one here against this union, speak up now or forever hold your peace"At this moment... I actually wished an angel will come down and help me end blasphemy, but NO everyone was quiet, the church was like a grave yard in a split of a second.
"With the power invested in me by God and man...I now pronounce you Man and wife." So I am finally a wife to someone I do not know, great!
"You may now kiss the bride" wait what? He didn't let me get my composure or prepare for the kiss, he turned me and buried my upper lip in his, ewwwww. Just as quickly as he took my lip, he released it taking my hand, we turned to the audience who applauded us. I haven't even taken in what he just did, he has taken my first kiss from me within a second. With my hand in his he led me down the altar while flowers were thrown at us, Helena resumed to holding my gown, thankfully. We walked out of the church and in front of it parked a black Limousine, designed in a wedding style, with bold men on black surrounding it, weird. Walking towards the limo, a man with a bold chest opened the door for us....wow! I swear, I wanted to thank him but his face wasn't friendly at all. What is with this people?
We got into the limo and he immediately ordered the chauffeur to drive... like literally an ORDER. I was impressed with the car, I have never entered a limo in my life, so am bound to be amazed. Looking at the man beside me, with his eyes close and his head relaxed on the chair, I immediately remembered how he stole my first kiss with no remorse, and rage grew inside me.
"Why did you kiss me?" The question was already out before I realise how stupid it sounds. He let out a sigh as he raised his head and turned to me,
"What?" his tune deep and plain. You sure must be deaf, you dumb ass!
"Why did you kiss me?" What is wrong with me? Why did I ask that question again, when I have better things to say in my head. Damn! he must be intimidating my mouth...not my head...
"Why did I kiss you?" he repeated. Is he asking me? or does he think am deaf and can't hear myself. I know it's a stupid question to ask but he shouldn't dare...
"I don't know. I heard stories about your lips tasting like milk and honey so I decided to check it out, but found out it's false story...''
"Hey..." I sat up angryly like I was going to blow him but apparently swallowed my words as that smirk was on his face again, just like the first day I met him. He was making fun of me...great! embarassing myself infront of this handsome, arrogant billionaire, is exactly what I needed now. Which got me thinking how a man of high quality can say something like that, he must be insane.
"Is that expected to be funny?" I asked with all seriousness, I couldn't just sit and watch him make a fool out of me.
"No. It's for you to understand how stupid your question is." he said as he relaxed his head back and closed his eyes. With that I knew, I would never recover from feeling like the biggest fool, all because of this man.
Well the rest of the ride was a quiet one, I dared not to say a word....not after the stupid one I said that got me feeling like a fool. The automatic gate did it's duty by opening as we drove inside the hotel then to the parking lot before the chauffeur hit the gear. Just like before the door was opened by the man and I stepped out.
"Com'on baby, you will need to change to your reception dress" They had arrived already, how is that even possible? Did we follow a long root or something...
Well my mom took me by my hand while Helena helped me with my dress. My mom finally let go when we got into the hotel,
"How was your ride with your husband?" Helena asked smiling sheepishly at me. I let out a sigh, I wasn't in the mood for her to tease me,
"You have no idea" I said
"I bet. There was more of cuddling...or no, erotic kissing like the one he gave you in the church" she said as she slightly hits my shoulder with hers
"We should talk less and walk faster before we lose my mum in the crowd" I said helping myself to raise my gown as
I increased my walking step. We were able to catch up with my mom as we got into the elevator together.
"Here. Help her change, I have guests to attend to." My mom said reaching the room. She spoke to Helena like she knew her, which she doesn't. She doesn't even know me well enough anymore yet she still calls me 'baby' like I was still that fifteen year old child she once loved so much.
"Yes ma" Helena replied returning the smile before my mom left the room. Helena turned to me with that smile on her face but a bit more wide,
"OMG! Geny you are so lucky..." I was surprised by her sudden out burst
"Why is that?" I asked, trying to take off my shoes
"Look at you...you have a very handsome and rich husband. I almost drowned in those pure grey eyes of his when he threw a quick glance at me, what more could someone ask for?" I didn't even notice he has grey eyes, how the hell did she? She is very sensitive indeed.
"Ahhh Love?"I said
"Could you at least help me with the corset while you blab of how perfect my so called husband is" I said as my struggle to untie the corset went in vain.
"Oh sorry" she said as she rushed to help me
"Thank you"I said
"You can find love afterwards. There should be enough in that heart of his" she said while losing the corset
"Hm. Do you really think, someone as arrogant and naive as he is will find a place in that hole daggered heart of his, for me..."
"Mhmm. Why not? Which gets me wandering...why do you speak of him with such hate?" she asked as she finally untied the corset and I stripped myself of it, letting out a heavy sigh.
"You have no...idea."
"Help me out here Geny... curiosity is eating me up." she said childishly, passing my dress over to me
"I told you how the date went right?"
"Yeah and I get it, his a straight forward man"
"He isn't Helen...his just arrogant period. Zip up please." I said backing her and she helped me with the zipper.
"Would you like it up or down?" she asked holding the fancy hair pin on my hair.
"Down would be better. Would look less casual"
"Down it is" She said as she took off the hair pin and my hair fell to my back. She then gave me a finishing touch, by placing most of my hair in front.
"You need to look pretty for your husband"
"Am serious Helen..." I said looking really serious
"Okay fine, am sorry." she apologies, understanding that this is serious for me.
"So..." she tried to say before the door opened and we simultaneously turned to the door.
"My apologies ladies" my dad said as he walked into the room
"If you don't mind..."He said trying to get her name and she understood immediately
"Helena."
"Of course, Helena. I would like to speak to my daughter."
"Sure Sir" Being as polite as possible she turned to me
"See you there." she said with a smile which I didn't miss to return, before she left closing the door behind her.
He turned to me, flashing his wrinkled smile to me...this looked real unlike the once he has been giving me since they returned
"My dear Genesis, am so proud of you" He said. And for the first time ever, that felt bitter to hear from him especially considering the situation of things.
"Is that because I got married to him like you told me to...or your proud of me as you should, because am your child"
"Don't be like this Genesis..."He said taking a step closer to me
"no sea como que papa? me abandonaste."For those that doesn't understand I said... 'Don't be like what, dad? You abandoned me'
"Speak English Genesis"He said dropping his shoulders down, he didn't expect me to speak Spanish to him when I know clearly that he doesn't understand it.
"Well...I don't know how to" I said sarcastially, obviously getting on his nerves
"You can't tell me your little stay in Spain has robbed you of your memories"He said walking pass me to the edge of the room and relaxed on the wall.
"Little? You call that little? I can tell you seven fucking bloody years of my life is not little!"I unconciously yelled
"Words young lady!"He scolded and I let out a sigh trying to keep my emotions in control.
"Do you truely know who am married to? Is he really the son of your unknown beloved billionaire friend?" I asked calmly. His lying...he has been lying to me. I can feel it.
"I see you don't believe me, I understand I've lost your trust. But one thing you should know, believe it or not is that, all this...is for your own good Genesis. We should be greatful he agreed to do it here"
"Is that so?How is that ?" I asked. I don't understand what am to be grateful for?"
"He would have taken you to England." I couldn't believe my ears
"Do you even care about me?"I said as tears rolled down my cheeks
"Genesis" My name came out of his mouth as a whisper.
"Of course I..." I cut him off
"Am I a burden to you?"
"How could you even ask that. I love you like I always do."
"That's hard to believe. It's just like when your company crumbled, you crumbled along with it." I said wiping my tears as I knew there was no use for it, it can't help me unmarry that man.
"Stop. I don't want to hear that from you."
"Yeah sure.The truth is always bitter to hear. Well, if you say I should be grateful then I guess I should. I wouldn't like you disowning me..."I said sarcastially and chuckled.
"It's not like I didn't lose you long time ago" I finally completed.
"I don't have any other way to explain the situation to you, so I would leave and let you at least clear your head and ajust to everything."
"That would be well appreciated. Thank you."Again I said sarcastially, but this time forcing a smile on my face. He shaked his head disappointedly as he walked to the door, he turned to me
"I hope you understand what I've been doing for you one day." He said before he left closing the door behind him.
I let out a shaking sigh as I sat on the bed holding my chest.
It hurts, it hurts really bad... This feeling of losing my parent is so unbearable.