Divorce

∞ of Eleven

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(January 28th, 2015)

All I could think of right now were the bitter memories.

"Cass," he said, breathing out.

"Listen, Jeremy. I know I signed the contract and all, to be married to you and there is no way out, but I only did this because I was forced to and I had no other choice but this. You know I am over you and no matter the past. I am your friend and not your lover, I don't think kissing me is ever going to make me want you. I love Zachary and I want to be with him, but we can't be together and if I am stuck here with you, all I want to ask from you is to be faithful to me. After all you have done to me for the past five years, I am willing to live with you under one roof because my life depends on it. I will be your friend and that is all. I cannot trust you the way I used to. I don't think we will ever have anything going on." I said, proud of standing for my word and myself.

"You can't tell me last night meant nothing to you," out of everything I just told him, he picked that. Wow. He never really listens to anything I say.

"Okay, last night was good. Actually, it was fun. But that's all it was, we were drunk and it was our wedding night. There is nothing more to it," I grumbled, crossing my hands over my chest and raising an eyebrow, waiting for the confusion to wash itself off his face.

"No kids?" he asked, looking somewhat upset, a frown forming on his face. Which made me choke on my food and my eyes go wide.

"Our marriage is nothing but a contract, Jeremy. Nothing else," I said, making sure my point flows into him straight this time.

"I love you."

"You've said that too many times and I still love you, Jeremy but I won't fall for your tricks ever again. Not this time, not later. I'm waiting for you to mess this up so that I can get out of this trap, this horrible nightmare," I said, turning around and not looking back at him. I stomped into my room, well our room and locked the door behind me.

Picking up my phone, I dialed my dad's number and waited for him to pick up.

"Hello, dad," I said into the speaker, were more like snapped. I was still mad at him for forcing me into a marriage I did not want or even need, but of course, his company comes first and why did Jeremy's father have to be one of the most important people to work with my father? This universe has everything against me, it should be illegal.

"Hey my lovely daughter, how are you doing? How is Jeremy?" He asked, all happy. Of course he would be, this all is done for him and because of him.

"Just like in the contract, clear and signed," I sighed, looking at the ceiling, hoping for something that is impossible. I know being around Jeremy will only make things worse and my feeling, that I have closed up, written and bottled up will flow off all over again and he will pick me up and trash me and I will have to clean off the dirt of my shoulders as soon as he is done. It was always like that.