She didn't know how much it took him to finally come to this decision. At first, he had just wanted to have fun, but now...
"Matt" Vivian quickly shook her head then wriggled out of his embrace and took a step back, her heart thumping rapidly.
"Can't you see... It is your life. I can't__I can't... " She trailed off and gulped, watching as his expression turned dark. And in the next second, her bareback was against the cold wall as he pinned her to it.
"That is not your only reason, Vivian!" Matt snapped and she shuddered.
He never used her name unless vexed, which rarely happened, and the only time she saw that was when his crazy ex-girlfriend came back.
"M... Matt... "
"Answer me!"
He cut her off, which made her flinch. And after calming her thumping heart, she met his fierce gaze and snapped back. "Yes, it is not only about your dangerous life. I don't want to marry you, Matt, I just don't want to!!!"
"Shit!" Matt ran a hand through his hair and chuckled darkly. "Is it because I killed your father?"
"Matt!" Vivian's eyes widened again and she tried to wriggle out of his tight grip.
Seeing that his suspicions were finally confirmed, Matt chuckled again and slowly released her.
"You know I hate begging Beauty..." He pecked her then walked out of the bathroom, leaving the flabbergasted girl behind.
After the bathroom door closed, Vivian bit her lips and slumped down on the floor with another sigh.
She ran both hands through her hair with so many thoughts running in her head. Thinking back to the determination she had seen in his eyes, a sad smile crept up on her lips.
Some minutes passed by before she stood up from that position. And after taking her bath and walking out of the bathroom, she found the bedroom empty.
Walking past the clothes which were strewn aimlessly on the floor beside the bed, she picked up her phone which had started ringing from the bedside table and her eyes lit up at the caller's name.
"Viv..."
Her mother's soft voice came from the other end. "How are you doing today?"
"I'm fine, Mum..." She sat down on the bed with a chuckle. Her mother would always make sure to call her every day, apart from visiting her periodically.
"How's he... I mean, my son-in-law"
"Mum!" Vivian sighed exasperatedly and wondered what was wrong with her mother. "Stop calling him that, we're just__ we're just..." she trailed off while fidgeting with the bathrobe. It seems like she's the only one that is worried about her father's death.
The woman chuckled from the other end and after some seconds, sighed. "I understand what you're thinking, dear... But let's face the truth. Ask yourself, "Do you love him?"
"Mum..." Vivian mumbled and placed one hand on her chest. "He asked me to marry him, Mum... I don't want to. I don't want to have children with him..." She sniffed back the tear that had attempted to fall from her eyes.