He's My Escape (under-revision)

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WARNING: SPG

"Baby, have you eaten already?"

Kumurap-kurap ako to fix my vision. I was lying down on the bed, already dressed up for the night, and hiding my face away from Ryan. I still feel so embarrassed after he told me about what really happened to his Dad.

When I found out that Zeus is the son of the man who killed my Mom, I didn't agree to marry him. But, Ryan...he knew that it was my Auntie who killed his Dad but he married me anyway. He could do so much with his power to stop our marriage but he didn't. Why? Why me?

"Fuck!" I shouted in shock when I felt my back against the hard tiles! I rolled down the bed dahil sa kakatago ko ng mukha ko. 

"You okay?" There he is! He's laughing before helping me! Gusto ko tuloy maiyak because of what I'm feeling. Embarrassment....guilty.

Guilty is an understatement. I feel so much more than that. 

"Why are you crying?" He panicked, he's not laughing anymore. Bumaba siya agad from the bed and helped me to stand up pero hindi ako nagpapahatak sakaniya. It's like we are playing tug of war but the rope is my arms.

"I'm sorry." I looked down, tears continuing to roll down my cheeks. It's so easy for me to cry one of these days when I'm around Ryan, I don't have to be so tough.

"What are you sorry for?" He asked calmly. "Is it about my Dad?"

I nodded and used my strength to pull my arms para mabitawan niya ako. Nung nabitawan niya ako ay sumampa ako sa higaan at dumapa agad para makaiwas sakaniya.

"Baby, it's not your fault—"

"I feel so guilty." I sobbed with my face under the pillow. "I didn't marry Zeus for the same damn reason..." I paused.

"...but you...still marry me." 

I felt his hands around my lower back, forcing me to roll over para humarap sakaniya pero I still did not let him take over my strength—shit. He forcibly carried me at hiniga ako, now facing him. I tried rolling back but he pinned my legs with his hands kaya wala akong nagawa kung hindi humarap sakaniya.

"Look at me." He commanded when I looked away for the second time.

"I look so ugly." I complained.

"Tsk. Look at me." 

I faced him but I covered my face with my hands. He used his other hand to pin my hands on top of my head. Fuck. Why is he so strong?

"I don't care if your Auntie killed my Dad. It's not your fault, alright?"

"But—"

"No more buts. I married you by choice and not by force."

He slowly let go of me. His eyes are cold but I could see deep affection in those eyes. It was like he was begging for me to listen to him, to trust in him. Those eyes are pulling me in. Attracting me. It was like hypnotism.

"Cali." 

I slowly closed my eyes as I heard that voice. 

"Are you okay?" He asked me. It was the first time he asked me if I'm alright.

"I'm fine."