CHAPTER 7

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I think im going to die because of boredom. He had been silent since 1 hour. Chris is quiet like someone has stitched his mouth. Well i am gazing out of the window. I think it is time to break the silence .

"I think its going to rain. " I told him gazing at the sky.

" Wow! You also think ?" He asked sarcastically with an emotionless smirk.

I scowled at him .

"Shut up. I'm trying to start a conversation here ." I said to him with a glare.

" Who told you to start a conversation? " He asked with a glare of his own.

" Its my mouth so its my choice to do anything with it. " I said to him. I turned on the radio . My favourite song ' one dance ' by drake started.

Baby i like your style

Grips on your waist
Front way back way
You know that i don't play
Streets not safe
But i never run away
Even when I'm away
OT OT there is never much love we go OT
I pray to make it back in one peace
I pray! I pray

My favourite line yayyy

And that's why i need a one dance got a Hennessy in my hand on--

Suddenly the song was turned off by none other than the jerk .i sigh.

"Wth is your problem ? " I asked him controlling my temper.

"I cannot concentrate on driving if you keep singing in your ugly voice." He said coldly.

Well that hurts. It doesn't matter though .i sighed. What is his problem. I glanced at the sky its so cloudy.

" Its really going to rain hard. I think we should stay at hotel for a day. " I said to him.

"I know what i am doing just be a good wife and keep quiet ". He said.

I huffed and crossed my hands on my chest. I'm already missing my dad. I want to meet him. Tears welled up in my eyes from thinking of him living alone.i lost my mother when i was 5 .

Flashback

It is raining very hard. Me and my family are going home from the park. I am drawing a picture of my family . We are so happy right now. I was trying to show them my drawing. I drew a picture in which my whole family is holding hands. The road cannot be seen clearly because of the heavy rain.

"Momma see i draw this drawing of our family. " but she didn't listen because my father was trying to control the steering wheel and mama was helping him.

"Mama! Mama! See this ". When my mother turned around to see my drawing i was really happy. But that happiness was cut short ,that suddenly a bus came in front of our car and crashed in it.

After that harsh crash i blacked out and when i woke up i was in the hospital. My father was in front of me crying.

I asked him " papa! Where is mama? " With a weak smile on my face.

"Baby sh-h-e-e is i-in a better place now". He said with tears in his eyes.

"Papa what do you mean?" I asked him.

He cried more harder and hugged me.

"She died because of the crash". He sobbed.

And then my whole world stopped And crashed in front of me. I cant believe it few hours earlier we were laughing and talking and now there is only sadness and tears on our face. After that i blacked out again because of that news.

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I guess its been four hours since we are in the car. I'm so tired. I glanced at his face. His eyes are trained on the road and his lips are in a straight line. I have never noticed that his face is so chiselled. His jaw is so sharp that he can cut a bread with it. I was snapped from my trance from a cold voice. Oh god! I was staring at his face. My face turned 50 shades of red.

"Why are you staring like that at me. I know I'm handsome but u don't have to stare all the time." He said cockily. I rolled my eyes at him to hide my embarrassment.

"Hubby are you sure i was staring at you? I was just watching a monkey. If you think that your face is like a monkey then i agree with you too". it was completely and utterly a lie.

"Don't call me that." He replied annoyed. Yay mission accomplished. Its fun to annoy him. After that 'cute' conversation we both were quiet.

I don't know how long it took to reach our destination because my eyes started drooping and darkness welcomed me with open arms.

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Sorry readers for not updating. I was very busy . Once again im sorry

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