1 year later ~ July 6, 2016 (still in the past)
(Monae is currently 18 and Amir is 20)
Staring at myself in the mirror, I didn't even recognize the person staring back at me. Sighing, I continued trying to cover up another evidence of Amir's jealous outburst with my make-up. Feeling arms wrap around my waist, I took in a shaky breath not saying anything. He's been on edge lately and I didn't want to say anything that was going to set him off and result in me cleaning my blood off the floor.
Placing his head in the crook of my neck, Amir let out a breath as I felt his arms tightened around me before his gaze lifted to my own in the mirror and I looked away.
"I'm sorry Nae." He sighed out.
"You know how I get when it comes to you."
"I know how you get when it comes to me." we both stated in unison as our gaze met once again.
That has sort of became his mantra after knocking me upside my head, that the words easily slipped from my lips, maybe I've finally become dumb from all those hits, I thought.
"This wouldn't have happened if you just do what's right Nae."
Yeah right, I thought, internally rolling my eyes. Nothing I do is ever right unless it's your way, I'm surprised you haven't found a way to control how I breathe.
"I know," I replied after a while and stepped out of his hold.
"I'm ready" I stated as I collected my purse, and we left the bedroom heading out. As we sat in the car going to our destination, he held my hand and brought it to his lips placing a soft kiss on it then letting go. "Happy 2nd-anniversary babe" he smiled, and I gave a small smile back as I looked out the window. There wasn't anything happy about it because I'll be spending the next few hours pretending everything's great in front of his mom.
Pulling up to the house, we got out and walked to the door. I plastered on a fake smile as the front door opened and Mrs. Hernandez pulled me into a hug "How are you sweetie? You're looking beautiful as ever" she stated with a smile. "I'm great Rosa" I replied, smiling genuinely this time as she led us inside.
Rosalie or Rosa as she preferred for me to call her, has always been kind to me however, I sometimes think she knows something isn't right between me and Amir from the way she would just be assessing us, but she's never mentioned anything, well, to me at least.
"Amir, Cuando me vas a dar un nieto?"
I heard her ask, as we sat down at the dining table, I didn't know much Spanish, but I knew nieto meant grandson.
"Pronto mamá " he replied with a smile.
Never.
I always made sure we used protection and I have my pills I'm secretly taking for when he... my train of thoughts were broken by the voice of his elder sister who walked in. Isla Romena Hernandez, a beautiful young woman but a self-centered bitch.
"You knocked up this little girl Mir?" She asked as she strutted to the table.
"How about you mind your own business, Ro?" Rolling her eyes, her gaze swept over me before she sat down.
"Speaking of my business, Elijah asked me to marry him mamá!!!" She beamed flashing the large rock for everyone to see as Rosa began expressing her happiness in Spanish.
Glancing at Amir, I saw his jaw was clenched "Do you always have to make everything about you Ro?" He gritted out as she rolled her eyes, sighing to myself, I was ready for this night to be over.
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