A LIAR AT THE ALTAR SEASON 2: CHAPTER 1 – 10

A LIAR AT THE ALTAR SEASON 2: CHAPTER 1 – 10

Chapter 3

On second thought, I didn’t want to be near my family, they threw me out when I needed them.
I haven’t heard from my dad since the day we hung out.

I sneezed as the cold entered my body, the cool breeze scattered my hair. I was too busy comforting myself with my hands to arrange it.

I wished someone could drive-by and give me a ride, I didn’t care if it was rappist or kidnapper. I wanted to be far away from this part of the town, away from these heartless people that called themselves humans.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I remembered what just happened, I found myself in deep tears again.

I was kind of glad no one was outside here to hear me cry my heart out, I kept walking with tears blurring my sight.

I got tired and stopped, my limbs felt numb from the cold. I slumped on the cold ground in heavy tears, have you ever felt so broken and worthless in your life? Cause the feeling was h©rrible.

I didn’t have a family, I couldn’t return to school because everyone kept staring at me with disgust like I was trash.
Maybe I was trash, all my exes treated me like trash.

Lies! Lies over and over!!!

“Aaahhhhh!!!!” I screamed at the dark sky, was God seeing this? I heard he doesn’t leave the wicked unpunished.

I felt someone sit beside me on the ground, I ignored the familiar scent and kept screaming at the sky.

Adrian sighed heavily beside me, he must be heartbroken after seeing the real Karen, how does it feel to be used, huh? Not good right?
I wanted to say to him but I decided to ignore him.

I looked up at the sky and screamed again as if some kind of miracle would suddenly happen or at least I’d feel better, but it only made my throat dry.

I stopped and coughed from the tears.

“I’m sorry.”
He apologized after a long silence.

“For not believing you and not telling you the truth. I didn’t know Tristan lied about it, I’m so sorry.”

I didn’t say anything, he wasn’t really part of this. He knew it was going to happen but I still didn’t find him at fault.
He was a sweet person till Karen showed up, we went from friends to strangers.

“I know my apologies are useless right now, I don’t know the right words to say to you…”

“Just stop talking.”
I grunted and he nodded slowly.

There was a sudden craving for alcohol, I pinched my arms to control myself but it was fruitless.

I couldn’t go to a bar like this and I didn’t have any cash. My craving became stronger, this was the right time for some alcohol.

“Can you take me to your place?”
He probably had some.

“Sure, wait here I will get my car.”
I nodded as he stood up.

“Adrian.”
He stopped and turned to look at me.

“Don’t tell anyone I’m going to your place, pretend you never saw me.”

“Sure.”

It didn’t take long for his grey SUV to arrive with him behind the wheels.
I stood up and rushed to the other side desperate to get away from the cold.

He reached behind and grabbed a small blue blanket, he gave it to me seeing the way I was rubbing my arms to get rid of the cold.

I wrapped it around myself and rest my head on the window as the car moved.

The whole ride was silent and I was glad for that. His house was just ten minutes’ drive from where he picked me.

I held the soft blanket around me as we walked to the front door, his house was beautiful and very inviting.
Thick glass and wood were used for the upstairs.

I went to the fancy bar at the corner and grabbed a bottle of brandy and a brandy glass.

Adrian watched me as I dawned the liquid that burned my throat. I was waiting for him to start defending Tristan like he always did, but he picked another one wine glass and joined me.

We sat in silence just drinking the brandy, I decided to say something.

“Sorry about Karen.”
I saw his jaw clench.

“It still feels like a dream to me.”
He said laughing.

“She has to be the best actress I have ever seen.”
He said and took a long sip, sadness filled his voice.

“Oh God, I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t be talking about that, you’re going through a lot already.”

“It’s fine.”
I mumbled pouring more brandy into my brandy glass.

“Where is the restroom?”
I asked standing up from the stool, he showed me the direction and I left with my drink and the blanket around me.

I needed some time alone, to figure things out. I was broke and homeless and I didn’t want to stay here.

I shut the door and sat on the sparkling tiled floor, I buried my face in my palms and took a deep breath.

My head won’t stop pounding, I dawned more alcohol to get mind off what happened. I didn’t want to think about it, it just hurt the more.

I felt tears in my eyes, I blinked it away and pulled my knees up to my chest.

Was I just a distraction to him all this time? I believed him, I loved him, I was starting to trust him.

The knock on the door broke me out of my thoughts.

“Hey, everything okay in there?”
I cleared my throat to answer.

“Yeah.”

“If you need anything let me know, Chloe.”

“Sure.”
I heard him leave.

I didn’t want to stay here, I wanted to be far away from anyone related to Tristan. He promised not to tell anyone he saw me, I didn’t want anyone to know I was here.

I could spend the night here and figure the next step tomorrow morning.

I finished my drink and stood up, the aching in my head worsened. It made me dizzy, my eyes were starting to hurt like someone was punching me non-stop in the eye.

I stumbled to the door with one hand at the right side of my head, I paused at the doorway and leaned on the door frame for support.

“Adrian.”
I called when the pain got unbearable.

I groaned letting go of the brandy glass in my hand, it shattered on the floor making a loud sound that echoed in the building.

I slumped on the floor and clutched both sides of my head, I curled into a ball on the cold floor trying to fight the pain tearing my head apart.

I had never felt such pain since I was born, I screamed not holding back anymore.

I gripped my hair like it could stop the pain. I kept screaming, praying Adrian would show up soon.

Where did he go?!

I gripped Adrian’s arm as he carried me in his arms to the long sofa in the living room, he placed me gently like he was holding an egg.

“Hey, you’re going to be fine.”
He whispered stroking my hair, I nodded frantically wanting his words to be true, was I ever going to be fine?

“I will be right back.”
He left me alone.

I whimpered gripping the sides of the sofa, he returned with a glass of water.

Maybe it was the migraine, I left the pills for the migraine at Tristan’s, I left all my belongings there too.

Adrian pulled the table in the middle closer to where I laid, he sat down not resting all his weight on it.

“Maybe we should go to the hospital.”

“No, it’s okay. The pain is subsiding.”
He didn’t look convinced.

“Is this the first time?”

“No,” I lied.
Anything to avoid going to the hospital, I was sick of staring at white walls of the hospital, the nauseous smell of disinfectants and medicines.

He moved his hand closer and placed his palm on my forehead.

“Sht! You’re burning up.”
He stood up in a flash and left.

He returned with his car keys and the blanket I had around me earlier.

“I’m taking you to the hospital.”

“No, I’m fine. It’s nothing serious I swear.”
I said sitting up but my body didn’t feel the same anymore, my strength was wearing out and I was aware of the goosebumps on my skin.

“I will be okay once I have some rest.”
I added collecting the blanket, I wrapped it around myself and laid back.

“I will make you some soup,” he offered.
I nodded and he left.

The soup was good and very hot, my tongue was still burning from the soup.

“I will take you to your room.”
He told me after he returned from the kitchen.

He held my arm as we climbed the stairs, the pain in my head wasn’t bad as before.

He pulled the comforter up to my neck after I laid on the queen bed, he touched my forehead again, I flinched from the coolness from his hand.

“You are still hot.”
He sounded worried, he left and returned with a small towel soaked in cold water.

He rubbed my face and my arms gently and placed the towel on my forehead.

“He never wanted this, that’s all I want you to know. His mom was scared of losing him, Tristan’s guilt drove him to suicidal thoughts and nothing seemed to be working. They thought bringing some random young girl to stay with him will help.”

“He destroyed my life, he ruined everything for me. I don’t care if he decides to take his life.”
He just stared at me after I was done talking.

“I will be back to check on you.”
He told me before leaving.

I closed my eyes and went to sleep instantly.

A LIAR AT THE ALTAR SEASON 2: CHAPTER 1 – 10

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