3 year of pain
3 year of heartbreak
3 year of tears
3 years...
It's been 3 year since my so called husband and I got bound by law.
People say that this day is the most beautiful day of our life. Not gonna lie I thought the same thing. I always dreamed of this day.
When walking down the aisle, father by my side. The love of my life, my world, my everything, the guy who I'll live with for rest of my life. Standing at the end of the aisle (I'm not Christian, so I don't how things work that well). He will look at me with love and adoration.
We will create our own little fairytale world. Have the most amazing family ever. See our children grow up. We'll grow old together.
Well... I guess life is not on my side.
I still remember my dream of having a perfect husband crushing in front of me.
*flashblack (MARY! Only a sister will get it)*
I heard my father calling me from the kitchen. I walk downstairs to where he is calling from.
I saw my dad sitting down in the kitchen counter table with a serious face.
This can't be good.
"Sit down" he commanded with a strict voice.
I immediately take a seat in front of my father.
One thing about my father. He is not a fun person to be around. He does not get a joke or he is just like this with me.
"I am running out of money" wait what? What does it have to do with me. I pay for my own stuff. Do I have to pay him MY yearned money?
I work two job. One at a elementary school as a substitute teacher and the other at this local library.
"What does that have to do with me? I'm not using your money." I respond still confused about this situation.
"It has everything to do with you. Now listen carefully." He paused I can see the faint smirk on his face. I swear whatever he is about say, I'm not going to like it. "I have a friend. Her name is Pattie. She proposed a great deal."
He got up, walking around the counter and set next to me. "She told me if I engaged you to her one and only son, she will pay me 10 million. The contract is that you will marry him for 5 year. Then if the wedding does not work out, You guys can separate."
I was so shocked that I could not even talk, forget about moving. Me? Marrying someone that I don't even know?
"How could you? You can't just arrange me with someone for money!!" I yelled from top of my lungs.
"Shut the fuck up slut! She is paying me a good deal. I won't let it go. So you better shut your ugly mouth!" He slapped me and than walk away.
I was crying by now. Why? Why did mom left me with this man? Why does life have to be so cruel to me? Why does he have to be so greedy?
"Oh by the way, you are getting married next week. Faster you get out of my house, quicker the money will arrive." He laughed from the stairway than continue to walk to his room.
I just set there. Don't know what to think or do.
*Back to present*
It's two in the morning. I am still wide awake. I am really tired and just want to go to sleep. But I can't.
The moan and banging on the wall is going on for past 2 hours.
It is been like this since the first day of my married life. My own husband will fuck his mistress in the room right next me. Every moan breaks my heart little by little.
"Oh JUSTIN!!! Yes baby! I love you so fucking much." His mistress moaned loudly.
"I love you too so fucking much" I heard Justin reply.
Ouch! That's hurt. I don't love him or something. Not even like him. But it hurts because he won't let me go near any other man but he can fuck his mistress whenever and where ever he wants.
But I'm used to it. Two more years and I'm out!
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Did you like it? Hope you did! Just want to clear things up. English is NOT my first language. In fact I am speaking in only for past 3 years or so. So if you see any grammar, punctuation or spelling mistakes, please let me know so when I edit this I can fix it.
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