Yesterday's Pain

Chapter 3

After the wedding ceremony, everyone proceeds to go to the reception area. I thought it will just be a simple set up but I was wrong because when you look around you will see that it costs a fortune. Everything is pleasing to the eyes and every detail was perfectly arranged. In the center, there is a table with two chairs and that is probably our seat. Andrew wrapped his arms around my waist and guided me to walk on the chair assigned to us. We sat down and the wedding coordinator started calling names of different people I didn't know. All of our guests are from Andrew's side. His colleague, friends, and family came and I invited no one because they won't come anyway.

Adam is mad at me and probably Madie too because she didn't bother to call me to ask me what happened, and my Dad is beyond angry. I don't think he will waste his time seeing his daughter marrying someone he didn't know at all. I set aside all the pain and sadness that I am carrying when it was Andrew's father, the great Herman Gray's time to speak. He looked at me and smiled so I returned it with a sweet and genuine smile.

"I have been waiting for this time to come Andrew and finally here it is, you are now settling down. I am so happy for you son, please take care of Lauren, and don't make her cry. As for you Lauren, please be patient with my son, he might be a little problematic sometimes but don't leave him. Do not leave each other's side." My tears fall when I heard those heartful messages coming from my father-in-law. He's already in his wheelchair which must be the reason why Andrew is rushing to marry someone, it must be his father's request to see him settle down.

"You're father must be the reason why you are in hurry to marry someone." He then looked at me and leaned to whisper something in my ear.

"Why? Do you think I have fallen in love with you?" He asked with mockery in his voice and embarrassment overpower my system so I bowed my head to hide my face. Andrew falling in love with me is far from reality and I am aware of that but him marrying me looks impossible as well but here we are. I know it might take some time but one day he will love me, he will love me the way I love him.

"Let's go, let's entertain the guests." He offered his hand and I took it. We are holding hands while walking and we stopped at the nearest table. Andrew talks to the old man probably a business partner. They talk about business-related stuff and all I did was listen after a while the old man shifted his attention to me.

"Who is your father Lauren?" The old man asked probably curious why Andrew chose to marry someone like me who didn't come from a wealthy family and was not even beautiful compared to the women Andrew have dated before.

"Mr. Felipe Smith," I answered, and the old man holds his chin up may be trying to recall if he has met my father but I am sure he didn't since my father is not into business. He is a pastor in our community and didn't come from a wealthy family.

"Didn't ring a bell, Lauren." I take the statement as an insult but I stopped myself from reacting because I don't want to start an argument in front of Andrew, and I don't want them to think that I have no manners.

"How about your mother? What's her name?" The old man asked again not letting go of the conversation. I want to tell him that I don't want to answer his question because I feel a bit uncomfortable but I cannot find any courage to do so. I looked at Andrew to give him a hint that I find this situation too much to handle and I am glad he understand me.

"I am sorry to say this but I think my wife is a little bit tired Mr. William, may we excuse ourselves?" Andrew asked politely while holding my waist and before the old man nods his head we already left the table. We headed to Andrew's car and drove back to the condominium. We leave the guests alone and I don't know if that is okay.

"Is it okay to leave this early? The guests won't look for us?" I asked curiously because I think some people might get mad at us for leaving the reception area without any notice. Andrew looked at me while holding his steering wheel and I must admit he looks so f*****g hot right now.

"I'll inform the wedding coordinator to stop the program and tell the guests that they can go home, don't worry." I felt assured when he said that. The car stopped when the light turns red so I took the chance to get Andrew's attention.

"Andrew," I called his name and he looked at me with furrowed eyebrows.

"'I love you," I said those three words in front of him and I am not hoping for any reply but deep inside me, I want him to respond.

"Of course, you do." How silly of me to expect that Andrew will say those three words back. How silly of me to think that he loves me too when I already know that he is marrying me to fulfill his father's wish. I smiled at him to hide the pain that I am feeling. I focused my eyes on the road and looked at the lights coming from the buildings. When I feel like my tears were about to fall I shifted my gaze to the car's windows and secretly wiped the liquid in my eyes. I don't want Andrew to be mad at me for crying over petty things. During the whole ride, none of us dared to talk again and I lost my will to start any conversation because I know I will get hurt in the end.

"We are here Lauren," I felt a slight tap on my shoulder. I didn't even notice that I have fallen asleep. When I opened my eyes I saw a pair of blue eyes looking at me. I don't know what got into me but I raised my hand and traced his forehead down to his nose, and finally to his lips. I just realized what I have done when Andrew slapped my finger out of his face. I looked at him apologetically and I immediately get off the car and started running to the elevator to escape from the embarrassment that I had just done. I waited for the elevator to open and when it did I immediately get in and pushed the penthouse button. I saw Andrew walking and signaling me to wait for him but I didn't. When the elevator's door closed I breathed loudly and hold my chest. Too much embarrassment in just one day huh. When I arrived at the highest floor of the condominium I walked to the door of his penthouse and stand there because I didn't know to decode his safety lock but I didn't wait for too long since after a few minutes I saw him walking towards my direction.

"What was that?" He asked me so I bowed my head and play with my fingers. I am too embarrassed to face him and I am afraid to utter another word because it might bring another embarrassment. When he realized that he won't get any answer from me he decided to open the door and get inside the penthouse. I followed him and I didn't bother to talk. I just entered the room that he gave me. I don't want to ask him if we are going to share a room because I don't want to fuel up the humiliation that I am feeling.

When I entered my room I decided to take a bath. I remove the wedding dress that I am wearing and when I did that it felt so comfortable. I opened the shower and the cold water run on my body. I felt so tired but happy at the same time, but it could have been happier if my Dad and two best friends attended my wedding.

When I felt clean I washed all the soap on my body and wear my pajamas. I lay on my bed and stare at the ceiling recalling our wedding ceremony. I know wedding nights don't go like this. The husband and wife should spend their nights together doing sweet things but I am satisfied with this, the only thing that matters to me is the fact that I am Andrew's wife. Tired from entertaining the guests I didn't notice that I have fallen asleep. I woke up around 3 am because I feel thirsty. I opened my room's door and the penthouse was too dark so I decided to bring my phone on me to use as a flashlight. I am getting close to the penthouse's kitchen when I heard someone moan. I immediately closed the flashlight of my phone and decided to walk nearer quietly.

"You are so good with this Andrew." the woman said erotically and it was followed by Andrew's laugh. I was too stunned to speak and to even move a finger. All I did was listen to them while they are enjoying themselves.

"You are so f*****g tight Cassandra." Based on Andrew's tone he is enjoying this and it hurts me because I am his wife. I should be the one to satisfy him not another woman.

"Ah!Ah! Faster Andrew, I am cumming." The woman moaned even louder. The two of them are shrieking in ecstasy while I am here wiping my tears because my husband is cheating on me and I cannot do anything about it. I decided to hide at the kitchen door and waited for them to be done. Their moans lasted for a minute.

"When will be the next time love?" The woman said flirty and upon hearing that I want to puke. Andrew answered her with a laugh and said that he will just call the woman. So they plan to do it again next time. Anger, frustration, pain, and sadness got into me so I opened my phone's flashlight and I directed it to them. There I saw a naked woman sitting on my husband's lap while playing on his hair. Shock was written on the woman's face when she saw me but she didn't bother to get off on Andrew's lap. Hot tears pooled in my eyes and he probably can't see them since it was dark.

"Fuck." Andrew stand up fast and the woman fell to the floor. Both of them gathered all their clothes and cover themselves. I am ready to slap their faces but I can't, I am too afraid to hurt Andrew and he might hurt me too if I hit the face of his woman. Andrew walked towards me and held my arms too tight and I bet it will leave a mark.

"What are you doing here?" His voice is full of anger and coldness and I felt my body shiver in fear. I should be angry at him. I should shout at him, slap his face and the face of that dirty woman but I can't. I hate myself for being weak.

"W-why?" I asked with a stuttering voice and tears falling on my cheeks. The flirty woman open the lights in the kitchen and looked at me from head to foot.

"Why did you choose to marry a kid Andrew?" Not contented from saying those insulting words she came near me and hold my hair to sniff it.

"She smells like a baby." The woman then laugh and snaked her arms on Andrew's nape. She once again kissed my husband's lips and Andrew didn't stop her. I felt something pinch my heart. My vision darkened and the anger that I am holding a few minutes ago exploded. I grabbed the hair of Andrew's woman and she screamed so loud to the point that it can be heard in every corner of this penthouse. She grabbed my hair too and I screamed in pain. She pulled my hair too tight and I felt some strand was pulled out so with all my strength I pushed her and both of us fell on the floor. She immediately rolled and get on top of me. She let go of my hair and raise her both hands to slap me so I covered my face and when I get the chance I rolled over, our positions switched, I am now on top of her. I was about to slap her when Andrew pulled me and pushed me into the corner. My arm hit the corner of the table so hard and it is painful but it is nothing compared to what I am seeing right now.

I saw Andrew helping Cassandra to get up. Cassandra cried and hugged Andrew so tight. That should be me. I should be the one to be comforted. I am his wife even though it is just in the paper I am still his wife, and he should respect me at least. I don't want to look pitiful in front of them so I stand up and wipe the tears on my face.

"Where are you going?" I was about to leave the kitchen when Andrew asked me that question and without turning back to face him, I answered, "I need to sleep, I have a class." I answered coldly and walked into my room.

I sat on my bed and cried. I wish my Dad is here right now to comfort me and to tell me that everything is gonna be okay. I wish Madie was here to tell me dirty jokes. I wish Adam was here to hug me and wipe my tears. But I have no one and it is the consequence of my reckless action. I heard the main door open. Cassandra was probably leaving. I don't know if Andrew will go with her. I don't want to check. I don't want to ask because I will just hurt myself further.

After a short while, I heard heavy footsteps and it is getting near, then I heard a knock on my door. When I opened it I saw Andrew holding a cold compress and a glass of milk.

"I am sorry about earlier. Does your arm hurt?" Concerned is imprinted on his voice so I couldn't stop myself from smiling. I shook my head to answer his question and after that, he handed me the glass of milk.

"Drink this and go back to sleep." When he did that, I know I can still save this marriage. It still stands a chance and even though it is just 0.001 percent I would still take it, gladly.