Married To Hell

Warning bells

Jade's POV

I woke up to the sound of someone calling my name and gently running their hands through my hair. Peeling my eyes open, I saw grandma seated on my bed smiling down at me.

“Morning grandma I greeted.

“Morning sunshine rise and shine. She said standing to open the curtains inviting the sunlight in. And be down in five you have a visitor. She added and left.

Who could that possibly be? I wondered as I stood up and went to the bathroom to do my morning routine.

‘Who else were you expecting today? My inner self asked rather harshly. Reminding me I could be stupid at times.

‘Well obviously I don't remember so if you do then help me out and don't be a b***h about it. I snapped at my inner self. I swear I need to see a psychiatrist. This voice in my head had to end. I was literally running mad. There was this time I had an argument with myself over which pads were better off in a supermarket and ended up embarrassing myself as people stared at me like a lunatic, which logically speaking I was.

Sighing, I quickly brushed my teeth and tied my hair up in a messy bind, splashed water on my face, changed my shorts to a sweat pants. Just as I was about to go downstairs I remembered Greyson saying he would come over for the paper today so I went to the drawer and took the damn paper.

Getting downstairs, I went straight to the sitting-room and as expected, Greyson or should I say Mr douche bsg was seated on a couch laughing at something grandma said. The nerve of this A'hole coming here acting all nice and charming. With all the rage building inside me, I matched towards them.

‘What do you want? I asked stopping in front of Mr douche- bag. I obviously already knew what he wanted, but I felt the need to irritate him hence my reason for asking.

“Is that how you greet your future husband? He smirked sarcasm dripping from his words as he laid emphasis on the word husband.

Well, you just watch me wipe that smirk off his face.

“Judging from last night's news you already have a "Miss lucky" and she's certainly not me”. I said smiling sweetly at him. The reaction I expected was totally different from what I saw. Mr douche bags smirk only broadened at my words.

“I can see you reading the news. I was here for lets say five minutes yesterday and you couldn't recognize me. Then you read what? Five, seven lines of an article and you finally figured it out. How impressive”. He finished setting his right leg over his left. Amusement dancing in his eyes. What an ASS.

“What do you want? I repeated this time calmly. I mean there was no need arguing with the brainless.

“You know why I'm here. He simply said not bothering to explain further.

“If you are here for this, then take it and leave. I lashed and threw the paper on the floor. My annoyance finally consuming me.

“I'll leave you both alone. Grandma said from beside Mr douche -bag. Poor woman I'd totally forgotten about her. All the shouting would stress her out.

Bending down, Mr douche—bag picked up the paper and investigated it. Satisfied, he stood up and adjusted his suit and started walking towards the door.

“See you in church wifey. He said and left. I didn't realise the gravity of my decision untill now. After seeing pictures of him and that stunning woman together, something inside me sparked. The need to show him I wasn't affected by him was so strong that I found myself signing the agreement. There was this strong urge pushing me to the edge, making me sign. The urge to show him that what he does, didn't bother me at all.

I knew I was wrong. Merely the sight of him makes me nervous.

"See you in church wifey". Those words left warning bells ringing in my head. The way he said them was like a promise. And a-not-so-pleasant one at that. Even the look in his eyes when he said them sent shivers down my spine. Not the type of shiver that leaves you wanting more. No! it was the kind that made you wish you were invisible, the kind that made you wish the ground opened up and swallowed you. The kind that covers your skin with goosebumps as fear grips your heart. What's done, is done. I could only brace myself for the worst.

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The rest of the day went in a blur with me spending time with the love of my life,

Netflix.

Just as I was about to turn off the tv and head upstairs my phone vibrated indicating I had a message. I opened my inbox and saw a message from an unknown person.

Unknown: The wedding is fixed for the 28th of the month. Preparations are already in place. You will have your gown delivered to you. Enjoy your life while you still can.

Also don't get too comfortable.

Your husband,

Greyson Wayne.

The message left my jaw hanging so low. I was getting married in five days. I wasn't even a part of the preparations. No one cared for my opinion on the cake, wine, not even the venue. Heck even my wedding dress was already picked.

All this didn't even bother me as much as the last line did.

"Don't get too comfortable". For the second time today, warning bells were ringing in my head. Every other girl would be excited about getting married and pray time flies and the day comes quickly. But in my case I was scared. Scared that in five days time I would be trapped for life, and could only wish that day never came. I wasn't even married to him yet and the thought of staying under the same roof with him made my palms sweat. I was not even concerned with how he got my number. All that I could think about now, was in five days time I'd be Mrs Greyson Wayne.

Jade, what did you sign up for?

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