What you all were prolly wishing for😉
~Heather~
Life sucks
Life really sucks
Just a month ago, I thought everything was finally going my way. I thought I was finally a victor. But now, as I stand on this altar, getting married to a guy I do not love, all I can do is cry.
I'm unhappy, but I'm not scared. Rico's a pretty nice guy. Dad gave us some weeks to get to know each other and I know that if my feelings for Ryan weren't still lurking, I would have fallen for him already. He's a pretty likeable person. He winks at me and I smile.
"...You may now kiss the bride" he doesn't. He hugs me and I smile at his thoughtfulness. The mini crowd claps and the event comes to an end
We have the reception and Rico makes me laugh a few times and I'm grateful. My dad walks to us
"I can see you both are having fun" he says with his eyes fixed on me. I look away.
"Honey, you'll be fine okay? I promise"
"I need a drink" I walk away. I hear his deep sigh. But then he and Rico get into a conversation immediately.
I sit back, a drink in hand. With my side eye, I notice Rico stealing glances at me. I smile. He cares, I don't deserve him, I don't.
...
We move into out new mansion. Lily behind us.
"That's your room" I point to a brown door. She just sticks her tongue out at me and walk to the room.
"Real mature Lily. Real mature" Rico just chuckles and leads me to our room. Rico and I are staying in the same room. 'It'll help strengthen the bond' dad's words.
"You should shower. I'll uh, wait outside" I nod and he leaves. I quickly undress and take a shower. I open the already filled walk in closet and put on a sexy night wear set.
I come out of the room
"Rico, I'm done!" I call and he comes upstairs and hands me a cup of orange juice. I notice his eyes trail down my body. I'm hot and I know it, a smirk welcomes itself to my lips when he visibly gulps.
"I-I'll go in now" I nod and he walks in. When he enters the shower. I enter the room and lay on the bed, picking up my phone and scrolling through the gram.
Rico comes out, a towel on his waist. He freezes in shock when he sees me. I let my eyes lazily trail down his broad chest, his pecs, biceps, packs, down to his v line and the hairy trai-
"-Uh Heather, I uh, need to dress up."
"I'm not stopping you, go on" he flushes red and I stifle a laugh. "We're married for the love of God" he nods, slowly and walks to the closet, when he sees that I'm going nowhere. I sip my orange juice, watching him in amusement as he tries his possible best to dress up, without letting the towel drop. He's shaking. I laugh
"Rico! It's fine, I'm leaving, okay? Just calm the fuck down" I smile and get up.
"No! I mean, you can stay if you want to" I shake my head. He's just being a gentleman. I leave the room and after some time he calls me, dressed in a black v next tee and pyjama bottoms.
I sit next to him on the bed.
"If. If I may ask, what happened to you?" I turn to him
"Me?"
"Forgive me if I'm wrong, but you always zone out and it seems like there's always something on your mind, something bothering you. You hardly smile and when I make you laugh, you stop and it's like you're silently reprimanding yourself for even smiling. I just want to know what haunts you" I look at him
"My past" I whisper and he gives me a sad look, I look away from his blue orbs. They hold every emotion I hate.
"What-what happened in your past?" He asks, softly, placing his hand on mine. I look at it and sigh. Something about him just makes me free, so I spill it out, spill it all out.
I tell him of how my mum was a first class whore. How she'd bring different men home every night and when I'd ask for my father she'd slap me and ask that wasn't she enough? How, one particular night, she came into my room with a man. And how that man touched me everywhere. How I screamed and cried for her to tell him to stop, but she just laughed and told me to stay put.
How she watched him rape me that night. And all she did was smile. How disgusting I felt when he emptied himself into 12 year old me and left and slapping some dollar bills into my mum's palm. How she kissed me goodnight and told me 'thank you'
Told him that that wasn't the last time. I'd gotten used to the schedule, thrice every week. Monday, Wednesday, Saturday. How one time she even joined in with another man. How It went on for a year, until I was able to run from her. I ran to a police station and reported. How they didn't believe me, since I looked perfectly 'fine' so they ran some tests and didn't find traces of rape. There were no injuries because my mum always had the guy be extra careful, there were at the beginning, but she always rubbed me ointment and stuff, so the wounds will heal. She told them I was stubborn and formed some wack story. They believed her. Ate every single word.
When they left, she beat me up seriously. I ran away again and she found me again and beat me even more. How one man came home one night and I thought it was one of my mum's client. I already started to undress as I'd been taught, but he hugged me. Saying he was my father and he was here to help me. I hugged him and cried.
That night he shot my mum dead in front of me and I felt nothing, nothing but gratitude for the man who claimed to be my father.
He brought me to this place and I grew up with a hardened heart, feeling as useless and worthless as my mum made me feel. How I grew up with a dark heart and a desire to watch other people in pain. How I grew up to be a sadist....
I'm in tears when I finish and he hugs me, tight. I inhale a fresh cocoa scent and hug him tight too, crying into his shirt.
He then tells me that I'm not useless, neither am I worthless. But that, I shouldn't make others suffer just because of what I went through in the past. He made me feel remorseful. Slowly, with his solemn words, he melted the ice round my heart a bit and I found myself not wanting to leave his arms.
And then I did something that surprised both him and I.
I kissed him.
I owed so many people apologies and I would give it to them, but for now. I relished in the comfort of Rico...
A/N
Still hate her?
Yh
Me too
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