?Married To
Mr Popular?
(Rude and grumpy)
Episode 27
By: Faith Lucky.
Bethel’s Pov:
I heard a loud bang in my head as mum’s words hit at me.
What?
I scoffed and adjusted properly to look at her.
“Mum…what are you talking about?” I asked, confused.
“You know what I’m talking about, Bethel. Don’t make me repeat myself. I want you and Ryan to get intimate tonight” she replied, placing her hands on the sterling.
“But..how? How’s that possible? How do you expect us to get intimate when he doesn’t want to?” I pondered.
“Well, make him want to”.
“You…You want me to seduce him?”
“Yes, Bethel; you need to because this is d@mn too important to me”.
“Mum, I…I…I don’t know anything about it” I stuttered, batting my lashes.
“Of course you can, Bethel. Don’t be so naive. You watch movies; you read books; you have ideas”.
“I swear mum, I don’t! I don’t want to”.
She took in a deep breath and glared at me.
“Trust me, Bethel; you don’t wanna try my patience and you’re gonna do exactly as I say. You’re getting intimate with Ryan tonight and that’s it. That’s what I want. Am I understood?” She asked with so much cold in her voice.
“But, I’m not ready yet” I muttered sadly and lowered my gaze.
“Are you kidding me?” She scoffed.
“You’re nineteen,Bethel! In a few months, you’ll be done with high school. So, what are you talking about?”
I remained silent and she started the car and continued on the road.
The rest of the drive was damn quiet as we didn’t say a word to each other again.
I felt like crying.
How can mum ask me to do such a thing? Why would she persuade me into losing my v*rginity?
Oh God! What do I do? How on earth can I seduce Ryan? That’s impossible.
I shut my eyes and leaned my head on the car seat. I felt so weak and perturbed. What kind of a mess is this? What’re mom’s intentions for asking me to do such a thing?
The car finally came to a stop and I opened my eyes and discovered we were outside the gate.
“You can go now” she said without looking at me.
I looked at her for a short time before taking my bag and opening the car door.
“Don’t forget what I said,Bethel; I want it done tonight”, she said just when I was about leaving the car.
I gave a final stare at her and finally came out of the car.
I stood by the gate and watched her as she drove away.
This wasn’t a dream. It was real. It was really happening.
Oh, God!
I stood for a long time before turning to knock on the gate.
As soon as the securities confirmed it was me, they opened the gate and ushered me in.
“Good day ma’am” both of them greeted as I walked in.
“Hi” I said and tucked my hair behind my ear.
“Uh…Do you know if Ryan is home?” I asked nervously.
“Yes ma’am. He just returned a while ago” one of them replied and I felt my throat becoming sore.
Oh heavens!
This is real.
I gulped down hard and sauntered into the house.
The sitting room was clear.
I walked further and took the stairs,headed for the bedroom.
I finally got to the door but felt so scared going in.
What if Ryan was inside?
I dallied for a long while and remained outside. Gosh! I couldn’t go in. I couldn’t face Ryan.
I leaned my head on the wall and sighed. Why would mum do such a thing to me? What have I done to her?
Suddenly, I heard the door opening and I lifted my head to see Ryan coming out of the room.
What?
My eyes beamed at the sight and I fought to maintain my stamina. All thanks to mum.
He paused and stared at me, surprised.
I also looked at him and didn’t know what to say and without saying any word to me, he walked away.
Geez.
Lady K’s Pov:
I checked the time on my phone and discovered I’ve been waiting for close to 30 minutes.
Where the f**k is he?
Bonnie had told me he wouldn’t delay in coming. So, what the hell is keeping him busy?
I sighed impatiently and drank from my wine.
Not long after, I heard the door open and checked to see it was him.
Finally.
He paused and stared at me before proceeding to meet me.
“Hi” he muttered as he took a seat on the other side of the table.
“What took you so long? I’ve been here for close to 30 minutes” I grumbled, trying to control my anger.
“Sorry; got hooked up in traffic” he replied and poured himself some wine.
“So, why did you call for me?” He asked, after sipping from his glass.
“Well, I was thinking you might be interested in what I have to say about your ex girlfriend – Bethel” I replied and his eyes beamed at the mention of her name.
Yes; I think I’ve gotten him where I wanted.
“What about her?” He asked, staring directly into my face.
“Are you still interested in having her back?” I asked and he scoffed.
“What are you talking about? She’s married”. He said.
“That’s not the answer to my question. Are you still interested in having her back?” I asked and he paused to look around.
“Well, if I had an option, I’d take it. So, yes; I still want to have her Back”.
“Then, let’s work together. Together – we can split them up. We can dissolve the marriage”.
He kept mute for a while as we just stared into each other’s faces.
“So, what’s next?” He asked and I smiled.
“Well, I already have a step one plan” I replied.
Bethel’s Pov:
I stood at the balcony with a glass of wine and stared into the dark atmosphere.
I suddenly wished I could join the dancing stars in the sky. At least, they had nothing to worry about.
Ryan was in the room and thinking about what I’m supposed to do got me really scared and nervous.
How do I tell Ryan to have s3x with me? What do I do?
I exhaled pathetically..
I’m not even ready for it yet. How can mum do such a thing to me?
And I know her. She gets really nasty when I don’t do what she says.
I exhaled pathetically. I don’t think I have much of an option.
I decided to go in and when I turned around, I bumped into some one and the drink I held spilled on her.
Oh, God!
It was Judy – Royce’s sister.
“Hey; what is wrong with you?” She snapped, taking a look at her dress.
Oh my!
I didn’t know she was coming behind me
“Why are you always this clumsy?” She chided and I huffed.
Really?
“And why are you always being a victim of my clumsiness?” I retorted.
“Doesn’t it make you clumsy as well? Maybe you should just try avoiding me and stop being so bitchy.” I said and walked a few steps away but stopped and turned to look at her.
“Oh! And I’d have loved to apologize, but since you asked me to keep my apology the first time I did, I don’t think you’ll be needing it this time around” I added and walked away, leaving her speechless.
Geez!
She needed a dose of her own treatment. She’s way too rude.
I walked angrily until I finally got to the door and my anger became replaced with nervousness.
You can do this, Bethel.
I took in a deep breath and opened the door, walking into the room.
Ryan was lying on the couch with an headphone over his ears.
I stood behind him for a long time, thinking about the whole thing.
No; I can’t do this – I concluded and turned to face the door.
But…we’re married, right?
Oh, Bethel.
I turned to face him again and to my greatest shock, he was now sitting up and staring at me.
Oh, my God!
“Is there a problem?” He scoffed, rather than asked.
I took my lips in and stared at the floor while I fiddled with my hands.
I couldn’t even look at him in the face.
Oh, Bethel; what do I do?
“Um…Ryan” I called after keeping mute for a long while.
“I…I need to discuss something with you” I stuttered and he stood up.
No; no.
Why’s he standing up?
He came to where I was and kept his headphones on the table beside me.
And this way, he was now standing very close to me – so close that I felt he might kiss me.
“What is it?” He asked and I tried to look at him in the face.
Oh, my! He’s so cute – like I was just seeing him for the first time.
His baby lashes; little pink lips; complexion – everything about him was perfect. No wonder so many people were crushing on him.
But come to think of it, I’m married to this guy?
I was lost staring at him and didn’t realize it was absurd.
“Is staring at me the only thing you want to do?” He asked and I took my eyes from his face immediately.
I cant imagine mum made me this nervous.
Okay Bethel; you have to do this.
“Um..Ryan” I called his name again.
“There’s…There’s something important I need to tell you”.
He kept quiet, looking at me, probably waiting for what I have to say.
Oh, God.
“I…I…I want us to have…”
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