?Married To
Mr Popular?
(Rude and grumpy)
Episode 19
By: Faith Lucky.
Ryan’s POV:
I returned home hours later, buggered.
I went straight for my room and when I got there, I found her lying on the bed – Bethel.
She was curled up under the duvet and was fast asleep.
I ambled to where she was and sat on the edge of the bed, staring into her face.
She was so pretty and her long hair fell over her eyes.
I thought of waving it aside, but stopped myself.
She was a nice person – perhaps. But I couldn’t fall in love; no I couldn’t.
It’d only hurt her.
That’s the reason I never wanted to go on with this marriage stuff. I didn’t want anyone to get hurt because of me.
But since its already happened…
I just can’t fall in love. I wasn’t ready for it.
And I hate it that I was forced into this.
I sighed and leaned on the wall. My head ached a lot.
I guess we’d have to share the bed.
#Next_morning
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Bethel’s Pov:
I turned and turned on the bed and finally forced my eyes open.
Wow! What a nice long sleep.
I yawned and sat up and looked around. I was the only one in the room. Where was…Ryan.
Did he come home last night? I can’t even recall what happened.
All I could remember was showering and falling on the bed after taking off my dress.
I itched my eyes and checked the time. Geez! Do I really have to go to school today? I was pretty sure my name and pictures would be all over the place and the eyes and romours would be triplled.
I sighed and left the bed. Everything I needed was already present. Mum had transferred all my belongings yesterday.
I walked into the pretty bathroom and turned on the shower after taking off my clothes.
Ryan’s room was one in a kind. No wonder Hannah had talked about it.
As the cold water poured on me, so many thoughts kept flashing through my mind.
How would my married life with Ryan be? What was going to happen between us?
I’ve heard about couples getting divorced. What if…
What if this union doesn’t even last?
Geez! What am I thinking?
I better stop trying to console myself. There’s no getting out of this.
Ryan’s POV:
I entered into the room and couldn’t find her on the bed. Then I heard water running from the bathroom.
I drew closer and confirmed the water was indeed running. Could she be in?
I looked and noticed the door wasn’t properly closed – just a little opened space.
Somehow, listening to the running water and imaging them pouring on her made me hunger for it.
Immediately, I head the water stop running and I had a peep at the door and saw her tying her towel.
Our eyes met.
Oh, geez!
She gasped in fright immediately and I turned away, moving away from the door.
Oh Ryan! What the heck?
The door opened immediately and she came out, anxiety written all over her face.
“Hey you; what do you think you were doing?” She asked as she supported her towel with her right hand.
Does she know how short this is?
I ignored her and headed for my wardrobe.
“I’m talking to you” she snapped.
“What are you talking about?” I possum without turning to look at her.
“Hey, don’t play dumb with me okay? I saw what you did. Why were you peeping at me in the bathroom?” She asked and I sighed and touched my forehead.
What the f**k?
How do I get rid of this?
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