The Soul Swap

Prologue

Celesty

"I never considered you as my Wife." I hear him say loud and clear with venom in his voice. After hearing it, I can feel a lone tear escaping the dams of my eyes. How can he be this mean? My hands are twitching to slap him but I can refrain myself. He isn't worth it. He isn't worth my love. He isn't even worth my presence. His face is starting to make my gut coil and makes me vomit right there.

"You make me feel disgusted Cel. What do you even do? Sit at home? And then what? Please don't say You "Take care of the house". I don't want to listen to your bullshit. You don't even make me happy in bed with that mouse like body of yours."

Ouch. That hurt like a b***h.

He is slurring in between words but still manages to insult me over my face!! And the body he is talking about, well he f****d it for almost last two years and now he feels unsatisfied by it?? Why am I even here listening to this crap? How can I be so blind to ignore his constant nagging about me getting a job? How can I not see that he isn't interested in me anymore??

My body is shivering with anger as he says his next words with so much hatred, "I know you married me for my money. Or else you would never even look at me when we first met. My Mom is right. I have done a huge mistake marrying you." Ohh now I know the root of this facade. That cunning old hag is never going to accept me as her daughter in law. Heck she isn't even able to see how much I care about her son. She is constantly feeding him with lies about me. God knows which lie she has been telling him now because this seems serious. The Sam I know will never hurt me like this. Or am I wrong all along?

"Listen to me Sam." I try to hold his shoulders but he shrug them off like I have plague. His acts are making me sad and angry but most importantly it is making my heart sink deeper inside my stomach. His venomous stare is enough for me to keep my distance with him. Why can't he see it? Why is he believing others over me? Why can't he confront me if he is having some problem with me first? I want to ask him all these questions but instead I say, "Whoever told you this is lying to you. I am never going to take your money. If you care so much about it then you can take all the credit cards. I am not after it. Hell I don't want it. I want YOU. All it matters is YOU by my side."

I try to reach for his face and look into his eyes. His eyes finally show some light but it quickly fades away as he removes my hand and throws it away like my touch just stung him. My face is now wet with all the tears as I don't even bother to wipe them because I am too busy to listen to this man I love from the bottom of my heart. How do people change so fast? He unbuckles his tie and stumbles in his steps as he tries to sit on the bed. He clutches his face in his hands. "You are no good for me. Since I have met you I am not making any progress. My business is going down. And you are the reason behind it." He said it all pointing his index finger in my direction.

Now he is wrong. How can he not stop and just accuse me constantly? I can't figure but see who is making him feel so inferior of his own wife! I bet it is his Mother or his so called best friend Janelle Woods. She is a model who once dated him before we even met. I am even hearing some rumours of them both fooling around on the sets. He is blaming me for ruining our marriage when he is sleeping around with his f*****g ex!! I can't control but feel a pang of jealousy and ask, "Is this because that b***h Janelle?" He looked anywhere else but my face after hearing it. That's it I can't take it anymore. All this hurt is crushing my spirit second by second. I may love him with all my heart but it takes two to roll. He isn't clearly seeing things and I guess I have to give us some time.

With some courage left in me I murmur, "I think we should take a break." His neck snap to me like a whip but he for some reason prefers staying silent. Don't do this to us Cel. My mind is pleading, but I am not going to listen to it. Sam looked a bit gobsmacked as I start to retreat to our closet. I take whatever clothes I find first and start to pack my bags.

He silently watches me as I rummage through the closet with my bag. I secretly hope that he hugs me from behind like always. Every time he murmurs a sorry and kisses my neck so softly, I forget my anger after his lips touch my sensitive skin.

But the hug never came. I turn around and check that he is still sitting at the edge of the bed staring in the void.

With a sigh of defeat I cross the doorframe of our bedroom but stop at the coffee table near the door. I take out the pouch with all the credit cards and keys of the house and place it on the table. I terribly want to stay inside this house I once started calling home. But it no longer feels like one. Its sad that I am not able to defend our marriage. What if I don't want to? What if I am already tired of his behaviour and attitude towards me? I shake my head from all the negative thoughts and wipe my face with the back of my sleeves. I have to leave before I make another mistake of staying in this pathetic excuse of a marriage.

I wait at the main door and glance backwards at the house. Taking in all the good memories I leave.

I leave for my self respect. I leave for the last ounce of love I feel for him. I leave because I want him to realise that he is doing a mistake. But He never comes running after me, telling me to stop.

It hurts. It so damn hurts as I have to walk the streets at 2 am in the night. Good thing that LA never sleeps. I take a cab to my friend's place and think about staying there for some days.

One thing I never imagined that my life isn't going to be the same after I meet the Nightmare of a person at Axel's place...

To be continued>>>>>>>>>>>>