I still couldn't understand when going out became a taboo, so we made little mistakes and scared everyone and we were sorry for our actions. I don't know if most people think before speaking knowing how hurtful their words could turn out to be.
I don't know how I should make grandma understand, I didn't force myself into this place but my family. She did not only wish me death earlier but call me a whore before that detective who now knows that Alexander Wilson's wife is a whore.
Grandma's words took me back to the time I was hellbent on killing myself when I found out mum died. I wonder how happy she would be, if she found out I was dead.
It's understandable if she said those words cause she was scared something happened to us, but to go as far as wishing someone death when you just finish praying to God to save them.....
I sank further into the bed, there was no way her words were not going to be in my head for a while. I was human not an angel. I wiped the tears from the corner of my eyes. It's been three months already since I got married to Alex, and I still have extra seven months to go through this torture and enjoyment all at once.
Seven months to make our relationship work out or leave this family for good. I guess Alex's contract was between just i, dad and him. The rest of his family members are not aware of this. I least that's what I think. A contract signed is already signed. I sighed.
There are just lot of things to think about, but I choose to ignore it, to just have fun for a while before everything goes back to default settings. Maybe getting married to Alex would make life seem so easy, but would getting a divorce still make life easy or will it only make it tougher?
Would people judge me for getting a divorce? Of course I know how people can be, especially how the Wilson's will make the announcement in other to save their name. I would definitely be the one to loose in this, cause right now I have hidden feelings attached to all this.
I just decided to forget about all this thoughts and maybe just think about it a month to our separation. The buzzing sound of my phone distracted me from my thoughts and I picked up. Thank goodness Alex did not video call me.
"Mother called to tell you ran away from the bodyguards Hazel!" He said calmly. "It was only for a brief moment. You know how I hate it when many people are attached to me. I always feel like suffocating!" "Safety comes first Hazel, our wedding is in two days I don't want anything bad happening to you!" "Remember what I told you about being my wife, I wasn't joking!"
"I understand!" Was the only thing I said. Ansd Alex paused a little before speaking, "How have your day been?" "Fun Alex!"
"Interesting, so where did my nauty wife go to in her white mini skirt, showing off her sexy legs!" "Alex stop teasing me!" I scolded already feeling my cheek turn red and I heard him chuckle from the other end. "Tell me how many eyes were on you so I can plug them out!" He asked.
"None, I and Carie just had lots of fun and we ate alot today according to your advice!" I said. "Hmm good, at least now you're listening to me!" I chuckled this time. Finally talking to this man has elated me once again.
He gets me so well, "How did you find out about the type of dress I wore today?" I asked curiously. "Are you serious, you sent me a picture!" I tried recalling when I took pictures of myself in that skirt then I remembered when Carie asked me to stand still. 'Carie eeeeeeee' I screamed in my head.
"So have you thought about everything I told you yesterday?" It took me two seconds to know what this whore was talking about. "Get out of my phone Alex, you man whore!" I switched off my phone and dropped it on the bed.
This was what he wanted, now my thoughts are filled with silly things. Alex has succeeded in clouding my thoughts again.