Episode 2 : JUST FOR ONE NIGHT.
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I ran, I held up my wedding gown and ran with tears streaming down my face. Of course,
no one even stopped me as I ran, I'm pretty sure they already forgot about me, choosing
to focus on my sister and my cheating fiance. I ran and ran until I was standing at the
edge of a bridge. I looked down and stared at the long distance that led to the deep
waters below. The water looked so still and peaceful, so tempting. This wasn't what I had
planned, this wasn't what I had expected. I wanted to expose them and get revenge but
instead, I just helped bring them together much faster. Who would have thought that I
would use my own hands to dig my grave? My mother would rather save the family's
image and let my sister marry my ex-fiance than let me get the justice I deserved.
"Why? I hate everything! I hate everyone! Why is nothing working for me and this was
supposed to be my day? My day. My wedding day"
I balled my fists as I screamed my heart off, I didn't care if anyone didn't see me but
thankfully there was no one and no vehicles. Tears ran down my face and my mascara
was mixed with it, I watched as the black tears dropped onto the fine lace, they looked so
sad and deary. I looked at the waters again, they were calling out to me. Without thinking
again, I jumped in, closing my eyes tight as I waited for the embrace of the cold water. It
wasn't long that I fell in with a splash, I could feel my body already being dragged by the
cuteness but I made no move to struggle. My throat was already being clogged with
water, I could barely breathe. I smiled one last time and embraced death. Until I was
suddenly dragged forcefully by something. I frowned immediately, at what was happening. I
tried to open my eyes but then I was too weak o could feel my body being dragged
with something firm on my waist. That's when I realized I was being dragged
up.
No! I didn't want to be saved. Let me go. I struggled furiously to feel myself but the hand
got tighter instead. Soon, I felt myself breaking the surface, the air on my face. I couldn't help
wheezing as I took a breath. I was too busy coughing that I didn't realize we were already
on land.
"Are you crazy? Why would you want to kill yourself?" A furiously furious at me, I
could faintly hear it.
"Hey? Are you okay...can you hear me?"
I felt myself being hurled up in the air, he was moving.
He must have walked for a long time because I fell asleep and woke up with a start.
"Huh....where am I?" I glanced around, I was in a large room painted in white, on a king-sized bed. From the large glass window, I could tell it was night.
"Relax, you are safe."
A deep voice said from the side, I turned edge to see who spoke. It was a young man
about my age or older, he was handsome with broad shoulders. He sat facing me with his
hands across his chest as he glared at me. Then it all came rushing to me.
"You! Why did you save me?" I glared at him, he blinked and tilted his head, I continued.
"Why would you save me? I wanted to die. Did I ask for your help?" then I burst into tears.
"If only you had let me die, I have no more use in this life, my whole life is ruined......you
should have let me die."
I sobbed to my heart's content soiling my rumbled dress which I realized was still on me.
The man sighed and stood up, he headed for the door.
"Wait!"
He stopped and turned, a glare in his hazel eyes.
I sniffed and swallowed.
"Can you stay?"
"Why?"
I shook my head.
"You stopped me from dying, the least you could do is to stay with me until I sleep." I
accused.
He stared at me for a while then slowly, with his hands in his pocket, he walked towards
me. I raised my head to look at him as soon as he reached me, my breath hitched in my
throat as I saw the intense look in his eyes.
"Move over." He growled.
Without a word, I shifted, giving him space to lie next to me, as soon as he was settled, I
laid back down and closed my eyes. The room was silent until he finally spoke.
"You don't have to kill yourself just because you had a setback, everything will be okay."
His voice was soothing and his words were like a balmone in my chest. I started crying
again but this time because I was grateful. Suddenly, I felt his strong hands on my
shoulders, and the next thing I knew, he pulled me to him and wrapped his hands around
me. My face was settled in the crook of his neck as I breathed in his manly cologne. I
moved gently against him and felt him go still. My lips brushed his neck gently as my
hands caressed his strong chest through his shirt.
"What are you doing?" He gritted as he held my hand.
I had no idea but I knew what I wanted. So I raised my head and looked him in the eyes,
his face was squeezed with effort as he stared at me panting harshly, and my fingers brushed
his black hair as I pleaded.
"Please, just for this night. Make me yours."
I pressed a kiss to his lips, and as I made to draw back, he suddenly growled like a feral beast
and grabbed me back.
"As you wish."
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It was morning now, I didn't wait for the man to wake up, I quickly dressed and made my
way out. It turned out this way a hotel, I ran to my house and took a shower, thankfully I
lived alone. I was sitting in my sitting room going over what just happened when my
phone rang, it was mom. I frowned then picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Catherine, come home this minute, we have something important to tell you."
- Writer
