Divorce
972 Words
She had her eyes pinned to the floor and couldn't bear to look at me. I couldn't bear to look at myself either. My jaw tightened as I watched fat tears roll down her cheeks.
“What nonsense." Her father huffed.
“Wipe those crocodile tears before I do them for you!" Her mother yelled.
“Stop it!" I interrupted, feeling the veins in my neck pop up as I stomped my cane on the ground.
Out of breath, I hobbled towards her tiny frame but stopped in my tracks when she took a step back from me.
“What do you think you are doing?"
I snapped my head towards her father's red face. He had his hands on his waist as he glared down at her.
“Go closer and give him a hug, he is your husband to be." Her mother snarled.
I looked back at the lady who still refused to meet my eyes and began to shake my head slowly.
No, I can't do this.
I am above this.
“No!" I let the already squeezed envelope drop from my hand.
For the first time since I saw her, she snapped her head up to meet my eyes.
“I won't be going on with this." I declared, looking into her large green eyes.
“What?"
“How dare…" The middle aged man started to say, wagging his index at my face but stopped and turned to his supposed daughter.
I watched her face grow pale before she hurried to my side and shakily grabbed my hand, interlacing it with hers.
“Of course not!" She said in a high pitched voice.
“I am extremely interested in you!" She declared shakily as she blinked rapidly at me.
I winced at the forced enthusiasm in her voice.
"Really? Oh look how lovely you two look!” The woman clapped her hands in delight before hurriedly reaching into her bag.
"Smile!” She cooed and before I could process what was happening, I got blinded by a flash of light.
What was that just now?
“Good, good. Now it's time to go home." The woman sang as she swiped through the device in her hand.
“Aren't we supposed to hold a ceremony?" I asked with a pinch in my brow.
Her hand slipped out of mine and her parents turned red from holding their laughter in.
“What ceremony, boy?" The man walked closer to me.
My fist balled. I hated that he addressed me like I was just a kid playing around with some sand from the floor.
I was a f*****g adult!
“We have pictures already. All you need to do is sign the…” He paused to look at my empty hand, and formed an ‘O’ shape with his lips.
"Pick it up!” His wife ordered behind me.
"What?” My brows pinched.
"I said pick it up!” She raised her voice, her eyes bulging.
The anger in me was beginning to close up my vocal tract. Who do they think they are?
I will so deal…
“Here!" The lady beside me chimed, handing me the now rough looking envelope.
I glared hard at the envelope in her hand, before glaring at her face not minding that she had flinched twice.
How could she let them walk all over her?
The brow envelope got snatched by the red faced man.
“All you need to do is sign the papers in this envelope once you get home. Understood?" He glared into my eyes and to my horror, I found myself nodding.
“Good! Now let's head back home. You've got tons of things to do."
“Me?" I pointed to my face.
“What? You don't want to?" He asked, looking surprised.
“Do you want to come live with us for free then?" He asked calmly even though I could see that he was about to explode.
“I…”
"We'll be right behind you, Conrad!” The lady beside me interjected quickly, this time she had her arm interlinked with mine before I could react.
"Good.” The man sucked his teeth and turned to face his wife.
Soon they were gone.
Without thinking, I snatched my hand away from hers and almost tipped over from the sudden pain from my left leg.
I felt my face burn up with embarrassment.
"My name is Tessa Hudson and you don't need to over do it. We aren't a real couple either so we don't need to consummate anything. I'll do all the work, you don't need to worry yourself. Just walk around pretending…ooh!”
She finally caught her breath and looked at my bad leg, her cheeks burning bright red.
"I forgot you can't walk but you still don't need to worry about the chores. I'll do it myself. We only need to pretend to be couples in front of our guests, once my sister is officially married we will get a divorce.”
She finally caught my eyes the moment she was done speaking.
Her eyes had a sheen of tears on them.
Divorce? What was she on about?
She doesn't know who I am but where I come from, divorce is forbidden and almost never mentioned.
I shouldn't even be involved with a human but here I am and she thinks I would give it up just like that?
“Are you done?" I asked, my chin raised higher than it should.
I watched her blink in confusion and soon, all her boldness was gone with the wind. She suddenly looked deflated.
“My name is Draven Dexter.” I said slowly, meeting her eyes.
"And the moment I sign those papers, we are never getting a divorce!" I declared and watched her eyes widen.
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