Tesla.K.Walter
I was already done with unpacking and sitting on the bed when he came from the bathroom. Luckily, he remembered to take his clothes with him. He was in black shorts and a grey t shirt. His hair is still wet from the shower. He looked simple and clean, it is my first time seeing him like that. He took another towel and started drying his hair. I stared at him as many questions troubled my mind. This is probably my room. If not, he would have said so.Or maybe I went to the wrong room and he just didn't want to embarrass me?. I shook my head to dismiss the thought. He is not gentleman enough to worry about my pride. Maybe he is just messing with me or testing me? But why is he still here? I can't do this anymore. I have to ask him.
"So where are you sleeping tonight?" I finally asked.
"Here," he casually answered. I was dumbfounded. May be there is another room for me.
"Oh! Then me?" This time, I asked as gently as I could.
"Here"
"What?" I snapped, jumping from the bed like a flash.
"You mean we are sharing a room?" He must have gone insane.
"What's wrong? We are legally married, " he shrugged, putting the towel back in the closet.
"Don't put that there," I corrected. Doesn't he know where to put dirty clothes. He ignored me and went to bed.
"I'm not sleeping on the same bed with you," that was a sure fact.
"Then where will you sleep?" he asked, tacking himself under the sheets. I looked around thoughtfully, and then my eyes landed on the sofa.
"You sleep on the sofa, and I take the bed," I suggested. That's a good and convenient idea. We will figure out what to do tomorrow.
"Why me?" Is he seriously asking me,why?
"You are a man," I shrugged.
"Our generation promotes gender,"he answered back.
"A gentleman can't let a girl sleep on sofa," I urged.
"Thanks, but I prefer the bed." With that, he lay on the bed, completely ignoring my presence.
"You.." I scoffed. He deserves some beatings. I walked around the bed and took the spare pillow, and then went to the closet to get covers. I laid my body on the sofa and stared at the ring, circling my finger.
"I'm sorry,V, I broke our promise," I mumbled before closing my eyes.
Red Kelvan.
I waited till I was sure she was deep asleep before I climbed down the bed. I went downstairs to the bar room and poured myself a glass of whisky. My mind was in turmoil, I forced her to marry me, but what would happen later? What if one day she wakes up and asks for divorce? What will I do then? I don't need proof to understand that she hates me. I kept telling myself that it's okay if she hated me as long as she stayed by my side. That day, when I saw her in the mall, my mind went blank. I never thought I'd ever meet her again. She must have recognised me too because she uncomfortably started hiding her face. I wanted to talk to her, yet I lost the courage to do so. It was like my tongue was glued to my mouth. Then I remembered our past. That's when I realized that I couldn't just randomly start a conversation with her. Beside, how would I start? Hello, we meet again. Hi, longtime no see or thank god I got to see you again. All these seemed unreasonable to me. We were enemies, not friends.
I went straight out after the girl handed me my card, but my heart was beating so fast. It's been long after my heart raced like that, yet I couldn't turn around or look back. Her image when she saw me kept haunting me. Whenever I closed my eyes, I could only see her. Even working started being impossible. I couldn't take it anymore so I ran to my father. I always obeyed him but this time I couldn't anymore. But who knew that I shouldn't have waited all this long ...
I was on my third shot when my best friend called.
"Hey bro, how was your first night?" He teased. He liked gossip the most.
"Don't call me this late night again," I answered coldly.
"I guess you are not in a good mood." I could imagine his frown when he said that. " Where is sister in law?"
"Upstairs. Asleep, " I answered.
" Then why are you on the phone, you idiot?" He cursed at me.
"I'm your boss." I have to remind him to check the closet for some manners.
"My bad. Now tell why you are not keeping your wife a company. "
" I don't want to disturb her,"
"Disturb her? Are you crazy? What will you do if you don't disturb your wife?" He laughed. I ignored him and sipped my whisky.
" bro, I understand this is an arranged marriage, but you are handsome and rich. There is no woman who is not interested in you," he has no idea. "From that picture you showed me,I could see that the girl is so damn hot though she is not your type." How do you know my type, fool.
"Just take the chance to try new things,"
"She is not a thing," I snapped at him.
"See, you already love her," though I was not with,I imagined his grin.
"I don't,"
"Okay. I won't push you to admit it. I am back in the city and I'm having fun at our usual place. Join me, that girl from last time has been asking about you. There are a lot of girls too, " I frowned. I wasn't in the mood for his silly offers.
" Not interested."
"Now you are ditching your bestie for a girl. That's not fair, " he cried out, feining hurt.
"I won't come to work tomorrow. If nothing else, I'm hanging up. " I didn't even wait for him to say anything. I gulped the whole drink left in. Not everyone can understand my relationship with chubby.