SILENT YEARNINGS

CHAPTER ONE

CRYSTAL POV:

I walked down the hall, away from the bustling background of the wedding venue. It was exhausted and stressed, from makeup at four in the morning to dancing by ten on heels, without a moment to rest.

I wanted to collapse on a soft bouncy bed with the softest pillows, with my husband beside me. What a dream it will be.

My husband was a definition of a total perfect man. He was 5'9 tall with a cool and charming body and most importantly he had muscles. Big gigantic ones that made me want to bite them.

I daydreamed my way past the hotel staff who congratulated continuously on my on my wedding. I smiled and replied "Thank you" again and again. I took the elevator and finally reached the suite.

I adjusted my gown and hair. I couldn't hear anything due to because the room was soundproofed. I took a deep breath excited for the moment I have been anticipating to happen.

I opened the door and stepped in only for me to see my husband banging my stepsister on our bed. I froze in shock.

He thrust into her so roughly, earning a loud moan from her as she pushed her hips to meet his thrust. He pounded her like his life depends on it while tears I didn't know streamed down I'm waves.

"Harold"I called, finally finding my voice. He stopped and looked at me, surprised. My stepsister immediately covered herself with the blanket, thinking it will hide anything.

Harold held her tightly,like the way you would hold a precious toy. "Look Crystal, I can explain" he started with a face of annoyance and panic.

"Why her? Tell me?"I asked in a quiet voice as my heart hurt like a thousand needles were piercing through.

Harold glared at me as my stepsister wrapped her arms around him. "She's just better. She's experienced and more beautiful. You can never measure up to her."

I felt my world spinning. No.. it was breaking.

She was experienced and better. I kept my purity for this night and he hates it.

"Do you love her?"I asked with a breaking voice and it earned a answer that broke me "Yes".

I staggered back as my back hit the door. I looked at my stepsister and she just smiled maliciously at me as she ran her hand against his chest.

I couldn't take it. I immediately picked myself up and ran. It earned me curious looks from onlookers but I didn't care about it. I ran and cried at the same time. I eventually bumped into my best friend who was eating a large piece of wedding cake that I refused to eat.

"Babe? What's wrong? Why are you crying?" Her green eyes looked at me with so much worry.

"I.. I...." I couldn't speak as too much emotions bubbled up. She immediately hugged me, not wanting me to explain immediately. She always knew how to make me feel better.