Green-minded (EDITING) ✔

F O R T Y - T H R E E: Wife

*Tony's POV*

Two days went by, Ash locks herself inside our room in a dejected state. I try to comfort her, pacify her but to no avail. The only times I see her smile is whenever I play the piano, cello, and violin inside our room.

"It's time for you to go out, Babe." I sit on the bedside and gaze at her sad face. Her eyes are red and puffy due to days of crying.

She peeks at me then closes her eyes again, her arms and legs hug the big pillow beside her,  "I'm not in the mood."

I kiss her forehead, "You agreed to accompany me at the shooting, right? Today's the day."

Her face lights up for a minute portion yet returns to a countenance devoid of any emotion, "I see. Let me just get ready."

*****

We arrive at our set. My arm is around my wife's waist while we walk towards my dressing room. Many women and women-at-heart approach me to shake my hand and kiss my cheeks. I try to avoid them but they're in every corner. Ash glowers beside me. This is not helping brighten up her day.

Several eyes are watching us, staring and judging. I hear snide comments such as "Flavor of the month", "Isn't that Ash?", "Gold-digger", "Are they together again?", "Look at that bitch."  I swear under my breath. Geez. Ash's game face is on like she's a boxer who's ready to punch and knock out these gossipers. She grips my wrist as her life depended on it.

We reach the dressing room and she gives me a fierce stare. She's certainly cute when she's angry. Her short, wavy brown locks frame her face beautifully, she blows her bangs out of annoyance. I lock the door then push her towards the vanity. I cage her in, she back leans against the mirror surrounded by white light bulbs, her warm breath fans my face. I've been dying to kiss her senseless and I did what any sane person would do, I made that happen. She kisses me back, hungrier than ever. Our lips part when we run out of breath and pant together, "Love, are you okay? If I only knew that this is going to happen, I should've just allowed you to rest at home."

"No, I'm all right. It's just that I'm not used to the crowd recognizing me anymore... Plus, I don't think that people seeing us together will be good for your reputation. A superstar and a lackluster, an icon and a has-been, a somebody and a nobody. They're right, we don't fit. I apologize if-"

I lift my hand to signal her to stop. Even in the situation of people criticizing and mocking her, I can't believe that she's still thinking about my welfare, "Don't say that. You're my gem. You're my treasure. I don't care what others may say or think. I don't even deserve someone like you. You've accepted my strengths and weaknesses. You've loved me for who I am. I'm proud that I'm married to you." I cup her face and gaze straight into her eyes to show my sincerity.

"I appreciate that, love." She beams at me.

I grin sheepishly, "I hope you can smile more often. It's been days and I miss my happy wife."

"Got you and I acknowledge the fact that I've been a crybaby recently." Her genuine laughter occupies the room.

*****

"Take twenty-three!" Our director shouts, "Tony, what's wrong? Get a grip of yourself!"

"I apologize. Let me try again."  I nod my head to my fellow co-stars, who now display impatient bearing for my mistakes. I thought I've memorized the lines and this is also a simple scene that I usually can easily pull off. It frustrates me but I can't lose my focus now.

Attempting to try again, I pull myself together, however, the moment I lay my eyes on Ash, everything went blank.

Harry, the second lead star, who stands beside Ash, snakes his arm around her back. He sneaks his way to squeeze her behind. Ash's mouth forms an 'O' in response to shock. I should've been more careful because Harry's got a bad reputation for being a player. My hands ball into fists and I storm to their side.

I fly into a towering rage, "Get your filthy hands off my wife!"/I punch Harry right in the middle of his face, making his nose bleed profusely. He lands on his back.

The crew and other celebrities are stunned beyond belief. Not sure if it's because I punched Harry hard or if it's because I called Ash as my wife. Probably both.

"Damn it!" Harry stands up, wiping his nose with his hand, "Fuck you, Tony! I didn't do anything wrong! She flirted with me first!"

"Don't talk shit, nobody's buying that. You're an asshole for touching Ash." I exhale sharply, stopping myself from hitting him again.

"You married a slut!"

That's it. My mind's going to blow up with all the things I want to do to this douche bag until...

Baam. Thwack. Slam.

Ash gives Harry a hard uppercut, "That's for cursing my husband." I'm touched babe, then she kicks his balls, aww, "That's for saying I flirted with a sore loser like you." Then she lifts Harry off the ground, flipping his body over. He shrieks in pain as his face falls flat on the floor, "Lastly, that's for calling me a slut."

Everyone is stunned while looking at the scene before us. It's as if this is the one we should be filming for today.

Harry tries to stand up yet he can't, his manager and personal assistant help him, "You fucker! Green, you and your destitute wife will never get away with this! The three of us will meet in court!"

"Sure thing! Not just the three of us, Harry. There'll be other girls who'll be willing to file harassment cases against you and your piss-poor, debauch attitude. And stop talking nonsense about my black-belter wife if you wish to keep your balls intact." I smirk.

His manager attempts to stop him, however, Harry points his finger to Tony   "As always, you're such a pain in the ass, Green. You'll pay for this!" He's literally dragged away by his team.

Many women approach Ash to compliment and hug her for what she did.

Who can be prouder than me for having a wife like her?

"Let's reschedule the shoot." The director announces.

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Note

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Sorry for the short update. Husband is sick since yesterday so I'm taking care of him. Hope I can update by tomorrow.

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