Damian
I was getting tired of Willa's presence in my house. Seeing her often made me hate her the more.
I started leaving home very early in the morning before she wakes up and come back late at night when I know she would have been asleep.
Most times, I would hang out with my friends and we would get ourselves drunk to stupor.
My friends would at times want to hook me up with some girls so as to get me out of my sad self but I would decline their offer.
I'm not one who loves sleeping with different ladies and I wasn't ready to start now just because of my marriage with Willa.
One night, I went to the bar as usual to drink and forget my sorrows. I kept on drinking not realizing it was midnight. When I checked the time, it was past 12AM.
Instantly, I stood up and staggered to my car. My driver wasn't available to drive me home because I told him to go home after dropping me off at the bar so I was left with no choice than to drive myself home.
I started the engine and drove myself home in my drunk state.
When I got home, I realized the lights were still on.
I dragged my feet inside the house. As I opened the door, my eyes landed on Willa who was looking at me with fury but I didn't care.
I rolled my eyes and was about walking away when she asked where I was coming from. I ignored her and walked away.
She asked me again where I was coming from, this time very loud and angrily. I stopped on my track and faced her.
"Does she not get the hint that I don't to have anything to do with her?" I asked myself
She kept on ranting which made my anger to stir up.
What I heard next from her mouth provoked me.
"Damian, I have every right to know of your whereabouts. I am your wife for crying out loud and you should always be accountable to me" Willa said
I raised my hand up to slap her in the face so as to teach her some lessons since she lacked one.
My palm was about landing on her cheek when I stopped. I have never laid my hands on a woman and I wasn't ready to start now.
Willa had closed her eyes when she saw that I was about to slap her.
Minutes passed and when she felt nothing on her cheek, she opened her eyes. She was already shivering in fear at the spot she stood.
"Does she think I will lay my hands on her filthy body?" I asked myself in my mind
"Don't you ever address yourself as my wife again. You're not my wife neither am I your husband. I do not love you and never will I" I said to her with raised voice
"I will rather remain single for the rest of my life rather than get married to you, whore." I yelled at her making sure she gets every hint of my words.
She staggered backwards with the way I yelled at her but I do not care.
I left her alone and went to my room.
Willa
"Did Damain just call me a whore?" I asked myself
"Am I not good enough to be his wife? Does he hate me that much for him to rain insults on me?" I asked no one in particular
I fell on the floor and started crying.
If not for my father that pushed me into this marriage, I won't be in this mess right now.
"Why is my life like this?" I asked myself
"Even if Damian does not love me, he does not have to make it so obvious to the extent of calling me all sort of names" I said silently scared that he might be nearby and hear what I said.
I wasn't ready for another argument between us.
I didn't bother going to my room to sleep. I sat in the living room and continued crying bitterly till I fell asleep.
I woke up the next day with a throbbing headache. I was about standing up when I saw a figure standing before me.
I rubbed my eyes to ensure I'm seeing well.
Damian was standing close to where I was with hatred all over his face. He acted like he was seeing a ghost.
"Why did you sleep in the living room? Don't you have a room?" He asked angrily
"I…Erm…Good morning" I said to him stammering
"What is good about the morning? Save your greetings for whoever needs it. I asked a question, why did you sleep in the living room and not your room?" He fired at me
"What if I had an important guest this morning, this is how they would meet you here and you will give them the impression that I'm maltreating you." He said not giving me room to reply any of his questions.
"Stop acting like a lowlife" He added and walked out of the house.
I was surprised at Damian's outburst.
"Does he have to always ruin my mood?" I asked myself
I went to my room and freshened up.
When I was done, I laid on my bed to sleep a bit because I didn't get enough sleep last night.
I didn't bother to have breakfast because Damian had ruined my mood this morning which made me lost my appetite.
I kept rolling on the bed but still could not get enough sleep.
I stood up and went to the living room to watch movie so I can keep myself busy.
When it was noon, I decided to go outside to buy ice cream and at the same time get some fresh air.
I got to the restaurant where ice cream is sold. I was confused on which flavor to go for because all looked yummy. I finally settled for strawberry.
I got outside and was about going back home when my eyes caught sight of someone familiar. I decided to take a closer look at the person.
I moved closer to where the person was and I saw it was Damian and a lady standing opposite him. They were kissing not bothering if they were in public or not.
The ice cream in my hand fell to the ground.
I moved closer to where they stood confront him.
"Damian" I called out.
He stopped what he was doing to see who called him.
His eyes widened in shock when he saw me but quickly covered it up with a frown.
What he said left me in total shock.
"Who are you?" He asked me.