Substitute Bride

Chapter 4

Chapter 4 -  My So Called Savior

I just sat their, in the middle of the street, crying. 

My tears fell and my voice screamed. I threw my fist in the air and swung them around while kicking my legs. I was tired, depressed and angry.

I'm tired of lying.

I'm tired of being depressed.

I'm just tired of being tired.

As I cried, the stranger who stopped me from my suicidal rampage suddenly grabbed my arms. He picked me up from the dirty floor and dragged me to a nearby bench. I didn't resist. I didn't have the energy to.

We sat on the bench and I continued the waterworks. I was handed some tissues and I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Hey, don't cry. Whatever your going through right now can be fixed." the voice was low and smooth. I turned and looked at the stranger. The guy looked like he came out of Calvin Klein catalog. He had light brown hair and soft emerald eyes. He wore a suit that fitted his muscular body perfectly.

He grabbed a handkerchief from his pocket and began whipped the remaining tears from my eyes.

I didn't say anything. I looked back down at the floor, avoiding his piercing stares.

"Are you okay now?" he asked as he leaned closer to my face. 

I turned away and nodded.

"That's good to hear. I'm Jace by the way." he pulled out his hand towards me. I timidly shook it and kept my eyes on the floor.

" What's your name?" Jace asked.

I was hesitant to answer, but I came around to it.

" E- Eliza..." I mumbled.

"Eliza... That's a beautiful name."

"Thank you..."

It was awkward as we sat there in silence. I could feel his eyes on me, so I dared to look back. I meet his eyes for a moment and then looked away. I fumbled with my hair as I waited for him to say something.

Finally he got up and reached his hand out to me.

"Come on, let's get out of here." I nervously grabbed at his hands and he helped me up from the bench. He led me to a nearby coffee shop and ordered me a warm drink. We picked a table near the window and sat down.

Jace combed his fingers through his hair and watched me as I took a sip of the coffee.

"Why did you do it?" asked Jace.

It was a sudden question and I didn't know how to reply. Sure I didn't have to say anything, but I wanted to. Through all the things I've been going through, I needed someone who I can let out my emotions to, and this guy is willing to hear me.

"I've just... been going through things. I did something terrible to someone that I really love, and I don't think I can ever be forgiven."

I took another chug at my coffee and saw that Jace was smiling.

"That's why you tried to get run over by a car, because someone didn't love you back. Life's a bitch you know." Jace placed his chin on his hand and leaned his elbow on the table. 

Those words made me feel embarrassed, it made me feel stupid. 

He was making fun of me.

"Hey, let me tell you something. In this world, love dosn't exists. People's emotions change everyday. One day they might feel like they love you and then the next day they hate you. You just have to accept the fact that that person might not love you anymore." as Jace continued, I could feel the warm tone in his voice quickly vanish and turn cold.

I didn't know what to say and I didn't want to hear anymore of it. I took one more look into his eyes and I got up from my chair and left the cafe. I raced down the street as his heavy footsteps followed me.

"Hey wait! Eliza, Eliza!" Jace screamed out my name and I turned my walks into runs. I wasn't able to get away as Jace grabbed my hand and stopped me on my tracks.

"What was that? Why are you running away? Is it what I said? Look I'm just trying to help you here." 

"Help me? I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP!" I screamed.

"Oh trust me, you need help. You almost tried to KILL YOURSELF!" he yelled back. 

We glared at each other and Jace pulled me towards his car nearby.

"Where are you taking me?" I stammered, trying to break free from his hands.

"I'll give you a ride home." he replied as he shoved me inside. I tried opening the door but it was child locked.

Damn it!

" I don't need a ride home, I can go by myself."

"Come on, just take my offer. It's late, the bus is long gone and I'm pretty sure you don't want to ride in one of those creepy taxis do you?"

I wanted to leave but he was right. It was late and their was no transportation available. Walking was too far and I was too tired to even try.

I sighed and leaned back in the chair. I told him the address and we began driving.

When we got to my apartment, he opened the passenger side for me. He grabbed my purse and took out my cellphone.

"Hey!" I tried to reach for it, but he placed it high in the air to the point where I couldn't even touch it. He dialed in a number and tossed the phone back at me.

"Call me whenever you need me." he told me, giving me a wink.

I rolled my eyes at him and left towards the building.

I hope I never see this guy again!

Ivan's Point of View

I woke up to the sun's rays on my face. I reached for the blinds, but then remembered it wouldn't really matter if I put them on.

I sighed.

I pulled my upper body forward and sat up on the bed. I heard moving on the couch and turned my face.

I didn't have to see who it was.

"Anna." I called out.

I heard shuffling on the ground and it stopped when a hand was placed on top of mine. I immediately grabbed it and relaxed my mussels.

"Let's go home Ivan." said Anna.

I smiled. Today was the day I was being released from the hospital and soon is the wedding date. That's right, the wedding is still going to be continued, rain or shine, I will marry Anna, and it will be the happiest day of my life. I will marry the women who stood by my side and took care of me since the accident.

The women I loved all my life will be mine.

To tell you the truth, ever since the accident, I feel more connected to Anna. I was afraid that she was going to leave me when she found out I was blind, but she didn't.  It's like she changed and turned into a whole new person. 

But I have this feeling... that she really did change somehow.

Sure she sounds the same, smell the same and feel the same...

But she's different, I just know it.

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