Marriage Without Love

Chapter 3

Emily POV

My poor twig hands were trembling just by bringing up all my luggage upstairs. Bringing them downstairs all by myself again? Nope.

So I decided to just slide my things down by the stairs to make it easier. See ladies and gentlemen, modern problem requires modern solution.

"Are you crazy?! " Blake's raging voice startled me.

I look behind me and see Blake standing there like an angry bull. He looks like he's ready to kill me.

"What? Why? What happens? " Yup that's what I said. Innocently I may add.

"What? Why?" Blake start to step closer to me with his red face.

"YOU ALMOST GAVE ME A HEART ATTACK BY DOING THAT! " He screamed.

Heart attack?

I just stare at him blankly "I'm just trying to make it easier, you didn't even help me with my things " see if he had been nice and help me with my stuff no one would get a heart attack or anything.

Blake stand there for awhile then he go back to the master room, he muttered something under his breath but I can't hear it. Then I continue my business with my things .

After I bring all my things to the guest room, I smell myself.

I smell like s**t.

So I decided to take a shower. The bathroom is downstairs so the guest room isn't that bad after all.

"I'm so sick of this FAKE LOVE, FAKE LOVE, FAKE LOVE" I sang at the top of my lungs. I'm sure every human in this world have done this at least once. I continue singing like there's no tomorrow while wearing my clothes.

"Love you so bad, Love you so bad"

Blake POV

That's it. She's making me crazy. She's loud af. I even heard the neighbors scream "Lower your voice! "

God she's ruining my reputation.

I go straight to her room and

open the door without warning. I regret doing that. She's in front of me.

ONLY.WEARING.A.FUCKING.SHIRT.