Chapter 8
938 Words
Eirina
I am Mrs. Black a month now... my life is not bad, not good... I received 7 million the day after the wedding, just as the contract said... I gave the money to my farther and I just told him that it is a present from me and John, as a family. My father was so happy. He hugged me and he was crying just like a baby... we said I made him proud... well, it was worth the price...
I work every day, but less hours... everyone in the office whispers why I still work when I am married with a billionaire... I don’t give a sh!!!t what they say.
Everyday after work, I eat in the Hallway Cottage’s huge dining room... alone... the first days of our marriage John insisted that we eat together in this dining room. He said that all Blacks were eating in this room...
anyway, three days after our wedding, John announced that he had to go to Japan for business. We didn’t want me with him. So, I left alone in this huge building...
I look outside the window, it is a bit windy and I am sure it is going to rain in an hour... I took the day off today and I am not going to the office tomorrow too. I watched tv, I did homework, I looked at f*******:, i********: and Tik tok and I am bored already. I go upstairs to my room and I get under the covers.
I don’t know what time it is but I wake up because of a sound. It is 3 o clock in the morning, it is raining and I have only a light next to me. I hear the sound again... I put on a robe, I grab the light and head out of me room... I hear again the sound I am getting afraid... maybe I should call the service... or the guards... or the police...
“Ouch!!!” I hear and it seems like it is coming from John’s room... I take right the corridor I come face to face with John... I am really surprised! I have like a month to see him, he didn’t ever contact me, he doesn’t care if I am alive and I didn’t even know that he came from Japan! I am angry!!!
I think he senses my blink, he sees me but he doesn’t even deal with me. He touch his forehead and he brushes up against the door.
“Hey... welcome back...”
“Thanks... why are you still awake?”
“I heard a noise and thought that was a burglar...”
“Kitty, no burglar can reach the estate...”
“Oh... are you good? Cause you seem...”
“I have a terrible headache. This fuc@@@ng airplane fell into a storm... I don’t like airplanes nor storms... but don’t tell anyone...”
“Is it bad? I can help you...”
“No kitty, I will survive. I don’t expect from my fake wife to take care of me...”
“I am your fake wife but I can take care a person that is in need... come on John, you need me... just let me take good care of you... I believe you would do the same...”
He looks at me, not even answering and opens his apartments door. He follow him inside and see him collapse in his bedsheets, wearing his clothes..
“Oh, come on John, you have to undress. You can’t sleep in your suit...”
“Eirina... I don’t have the courage to undress... please understand and keep quite...”
“I will help you...” I go next to him and I help him undress. He puts on his pajamas and he quickly falls asleep. I check out his forehead in case he has a fever, I run to my room, take some pills and head back to his apartments. I sit in a chair next to him, trying to be comfortable and I scan his face.
Six years ago, after s*x, when he would sleep, I liked to stay wake and just look him... I loved his face. I loved him.... and when I needed him the most he abandoned me... and his child...
I wake up the next day hearing the birds singing. Mmmmm... the bed is soooo soft... but... it doesn’t look like my bed... and then it hits me. I am at Johns room...
Oh dear God! I also sense that I don’t wear my robe... where the hell did it go? I look next to me, only to see John awake, brushing up his cheek against his hand. He looks at me smiling.
“Good morning kitty...”
“John? Good morning... are you feeling better? Why am I here? I remember sitting in your chair last night.”
“I woke up at 6 am and saw you trying to get comfortable in this chair... I think the bed is quite big for both of us, so I bearded you next to me... at least, it won’t cost you a crick in the neck...”
“Thanks...” I get up and wear my robe
“Have breakfast with me...” he says immediately
I should refuse... I can say that I am not hungry... I could go horse riding...
“Ok... but I have to shower first...”
“Come join me at the dining room in an hour..”
I don’t comment and I leave the room...
Some time later...
I am ready to go to the dining room when my phone rings... I see the screen; “dad”. I don’t have much time... I will talk to him after breakfast. While I walk down the stairs, I see outside the window that starts raining...
I walk inside the dining room and I know that something is wrong. John is staring at me angry while Gas and a servant are looking confused... “what is going on???” I am thinking but John already pass me the newspapers...
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