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Dark purple beams of light shone dimly in the room as the candles flickered gently within the sparkly material that kept them in place. Around me I could smell a rich odour of vanilla lingering around Marcus' room that was now transformed in a place of sanction where my anniversary gift would come into play. After spending most of the day preparing the room for tonight, I couldn't help but feel proud of the effort that shone through the delicate decorations of the room.

The bedsheets were replaced with a silky linen that had vibrant red and white petals scattered on the bed. On the table near the bed was a pair of expensive new wine glasses and a bottle of the most sophisticated bottle of red wine that was available on the market according to Abby, who suggested it during a random conversation we had several weeks ago, as well as sultry sounding music playing in the background. Sitting on the bed gently - to make sure my hard work didn't quickly become ruined - I admired the stunning sight of the room in which I knew would be the place that would change both Marcus' and my own life forever. I let out a sly smile after remember the photo I had posted in honour of our six month anniversary.

Hitting send on the instagram post this morning had made it feel like a huge weight had been taken off my chest. Whilst it was quite nice that it was like Marcus and I were in our own secret world unfortunately the whole protective barrier had to get taken down eventually seeing as the act was getting quite tiring. Although it was nice to know that our relationship was in the open seeing as it didn't have to require either of us to hide things, there was the obvious backlash we'd be faced with that was always going to come with the lifestyle and if it meant sharing my life with Marcus for as long as I could, then I wouldn't change that for the world.

I smiled at the phone screen that showed the picture of Marcus and myself with the number of likes going up as I read the caption in my mind.

@swxlde17: For it was not into my ear you whispered but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but rather my soul that showed me what blessed and real love is. Thank you for a truly magical six months of beautiful memories; whilst we had a rocky beginning, it was your beautiful heart that kept the fight to keep us together real. Happy anniversary my beloved other half and may we see many more anniversaries to come ❤️

Scrolling through the comments, I could see majority of people sending us both nothing but support including Daniel who sent a lovely congratulations, many of the boys from the club - excluding Michael, a few of Marcus' and my relatives commenting about our relationship and many of my colleagues from work sending their love our way (which included a rather irritating question mark from Derrick that ended up being deleted anyway.)

I glanced at my watch nervously and bit my lip, beginning to doubt if this whole plan was just going to be a waste of time. Whilst I was thrilled I had an opportunity of having the day off to execute my plan, I knew that Marcus had training today which was important, seeing as the boys were versing Greater Western Sydney next week and with the realisation that the Sydney Giants have been nailing a lot of their matches lately, I couldn't help but feel like I was going to regret this decision of exciting my plan in the first place.

"Shit." I said aloud to myself, starting to feel a little foolish that I actually believed that this was going to be a sure thing.

I sighed and shook the thought out of my mind seeing as it was too late to even think about turning back right now. The plan had already been thought out, Abby helped me get ahold of the key to his house, the room was nicely decorated and I had already got the confirmation from Shane that Marcus was on his way home right now, so clearly turning back now would be quite stupid and very disappointing seeing as it would mean I had given up, which is defiantly something I never have intentions of doing so for as long as I live.

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