Crazy in Love

5

It's been two weeks since I stopped going to work. I'm depressed, stressed, frustrated, and all the negativity. I can't imagine marrying a stranger. We just had a one-night stand. What the hell. Still, my brain won't agree with it.

Struggling but doesn't have any choice. My room was a mess like my life. I didn't even bathe for three days, wearing the same clothes and disoriented. Anna has called me several times, yet it didn't bother me.

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I'm trying to reach out to Billy, needing her the most now. As I dialed her number, "The person you have calling is unavailable." I sighed in dismay, knowing that she only cared when she had no one and was dumped by that f*****g guy.

Someone to comfort, care for, and pick her up whenever she could no longer handle her drunkenness. I was there as always, but now she's out of reach when I need her badly.

It was midday, feeling disturbed as I smelled my own. I realized nothing would change this stupid situation. I was trapped already, so I got up to fix it, cleaned my room, and bathed. The water was so cold and good that it took me so long without noticing I didn't have my towel.

"s**t, Hannah, are you getting old?" I'm talking to myself as I come out of the bathroom.

"Hahh," I shouted, blushing as I returned quickly, shocked.

Ally was standing in front with a smirk, enjoying as she was fascinated by the view.

"What the hell you're doing here?" I exclaimed as I frowned, hiding in the back door.

"God, Hannah, what's the point? I've seen it. Is anything I missed?" she asked me teasingly with lust based on how she looked at me from up to down a while ago.

"Yeahhh! What the f**k, Ally. Who the hell gives you the right to come here without my permission? And if you don't mind, hand me my towel? It's in the room, holly cow. What's your plan? Are you enjoying it? You want to join me here in the bathroom?" I said with a sarcastic tone as she continued to stand. Handling the towel, I took it to cover my body as I went out.

"What the hell you're doing here? After in my workplace, then now in my Condo? Don't worry because the marriage will go through, and running away would be the last thing on my mind. I won't dump you at our wedding. As if I have any choice, right." My voice cracks as I utter.

Suddenly she approaches and hugs me tightly while holding the towel that covers me. I don't know if I was dreaming, but yes, she caressed me, feeling her chest on my hand. Does she love me? But how, why? It can't be that fast, so what? Am I the only one who's against it? I feel like they all sabotage me, planning it all along. My tears fell as I slipped out of her embrace, looking at her in hatred.

"Are you happy now?" I said it as if I was going to sob but restraining, suppressing what was inside me.

"Oh, Hannah, it's just a paper, but we're not. Do you understand what I mean? We can do whatever we want, we don't need to complicate things, and there's no need to be tied to each other. I'm not as bad as you think. Besides, I'm even doing you a favor. I know why you need to marry me. Even at first, I tried to convince my father, but He never listened. Only my brother matters to him. He doesn't care about my feelings. Perhaps mom would help me if she were here," seriously speaking.

"Yeah, I can't be tied up to you. I'm in love with somebody else," I mutter candidly.

"Does what you want, then I'll do the same, so stop being theatrical, Brat girl, "she said sarcastically.

"Get dressed. We need to go someplace," obeying Ally even against my will, knowing I wouldn't enjoy it regardless.

Ally was driving her own 2016 Buick Cascada in black. She is even more decadent, so maybe that's why my parents didn't waver in arranging my marriage to her. What the f****d because of money? So pissed off. I won't do this over my dead body if not because of Dad.

We're on the way to wherever she's planning to take me. I look away from the window. There are lots of things running through my mind. Can I do this? For god sake, how could I live my whole life with a stranger? All the revelations in my life have not yet sunk into my brain.

It's like, for an instant, everything happened so fast. And nothing I could do to help myself out of this ordeal.

"Hey, Hannah, Are you ok?" She asked as she faced the road she was going on.

She tapped my left leg as she said, "Babe, you'll be all right," turning to stare at me.

Did I hear it right? Did she call me babe? What's on with her mind? My will struggled with annoyance as she called me that. Yes, I can say she's perfect, but love is different. It's not about appearance or something.

It's a bizarre feeling, the bliss whenever you're with the person you adore as the butterfly triggers to fly, falling in love unconditionally and unexplainable.

This marriage is beyond that. We just had s*x, that's all. Unfortunately, I don't know what to do anymore. I'm helpless. These, my parents want and will make them happy—nevertheless, an obligation to implement.

"Don't worry, Hannah; you'll be safe with me. I'm not a bad person, and even if we're married, I won't make you do things against your will, so don't be sad. You make me feel bad," feeling guilty, I was not the only one trapped but also her, following her Dad like me.

I just realized she has a point, not wanting this either. What kind of father is that only cares about his son. I'm still lucky. On the contrary, Dad didn't mistreat me. He made me feel all the love on earth, always giving me emotional support, guidance, and protection.

[Ally Point of View]

It's not hidden from me that she loves someone, but I can't help but get upset every time I see her miserable. I didn't expect Hannah to notice me, but I wanted to be her friend at the beginning and the foundation of our marriage.

Nonetheless of anything, we need to make things work out. It's too early to say that I'm in love with her, but one thing is for sure I have liked her since the bar thing.