𝔄𝔫𝔱𝔦-R𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔠𝔰 |HEEJAKE|

Marriage

1 year ago~

The world for me was a nuisance in which, I was bound to be stuck in a whirlpool of sickening emotions. It never made sense to me that how can a person be compelled to share his or her life with a singular individual, forever. It would drive me absolutely bonkers, if I'm being blatantly honest with you. I never even considered getting married till the age of twenty three and my world fell apart when I finally did. 

I was forced into a marriage with my now husband, Sim Jake; a guy I had never actually met but apparently he was the son of one of my father's close acquaintances and he found it just fitting to marry his only son off, to a complete stranger. Ironic, isn't it?

I never blamed him though because if it wasn't for his unsettling health, I would've never agreed for this nonsense in the first place. Jake seemed equally distasted on the 'grand occasion' where the sons of two of the most famous business accomplices were being thrown into a burning pit of fire, innocently termed as Marriage. I did indeed give in for a brief moment, stated, how phenomenal he looked while walking down the aisle only to be struck by reality, yet again. The way he glared at me from head to toe, sent an unknown spark shooting up my spine. The hateful stare was beyond comprehension, so much so, I felt like running away. 

The intensity of the heat his glare exuded reminisced me of my choices and why was I even here. I did not want to do that to myself and so didn't he, but fate decided otherwise. 

"Do you take, Sim Jaeyun, the son of Sim Min-Seong to be your husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death does you part, according to God's holy law?", I hesitated at the priest's statement. I part of me wanted to run away for good and the other one felt like staying for my father's sake. 

I looked over my shoulder to meet the loving gaze of my ill father, who had been battling cancer for the past two years. He gave me a tight nod, smiling at my ruination. "I do.", my lips were pressed together in a thin line and I felt Jake sighing...defeatedly? 

The priest repeated the vows for him, the ordeal taking almost forever. He gave me one last glare before letting out his first words. "I do." The crowd broke into an uproar of applauds, congratulatory aura dripping from everyone's existence. I looked at him to find him staring at his feet and I could've sworn I saw a tear roll down his face. 

"Shall we?", I forwarded my hand to hold his in order to make our first walk as a married couple. He sniffed, before walking away on his own. I was forced to pace to catch upto him. I could not miss the unsettled look my father threw in our direction at the activity, tensing me up. I latched onto his hand and pulled him towards me. "I don't wanna do this either but you've gotta pretend for now.", my tone was firm and authoritative and I saw a glint of surprise on his dismayed face. 

We walked down with everyone cheering and celebrating our individual destruction and we could do nothing, but smile.

The grandeur came to end and we left the scene. I got into the car with him grabbing the passenger's seat. I was so frustrated because he hadn't spoken a word to me. He wasn't dumb for I had heard him adhere to the vows so why in the world had he not said a single word? "Fasten your seatbelt.", I said only for his almost lifeless body to show no signs of life. Mind you, he did not even blink. 

"Heard me?!", I bursted out, finally receiving a response. "Don't shout at me!", he yelled, the heat returning to his drunken gaze. "If you died, appa will blame me for it. So, keep yourself intact!", I snapped, anger seeping into me. "Don't worry. I carry a suicide note with me wherever I go. The investigators can find it in my right pant pocket." I was stunned at the discovery. 

What the actual fuck?

Day 1- You'll not go to jail even if I die.

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