The Guy I Married

♠ 18- Surprise gone wrong

"Come on, guys. It's almost time." The party was scheduled for 8pm, when Mr. Lannister would be done with his work." I want all the tables on the north side to be curved. Work on it. " I order the workers and they simply obey. "Peter make sure we have proper lighting."

"Yes, Ma'am." Peter agrees and walks away to perform his duty.

"Curtis," Susan calls out making me turn in my position. "I just sent the time for the party to the hotel staffs. I invited some important hotel guests as well."

"And the Dawson's?" I enquired about Trent and Mei.

"They will be here, hopefully." She said with uncertainty. "They weren't home, so i left a mail."

"Uhm, okay." I replied, busy working with my tablet.

"Where the hell is Martha," Susan asked "this could have been a lot easier with her here."

"What's a Martha?" I replied sarcastically. "Oh, you mean the bitch?" I completed while Susan gave me a 'say what now' look.

She giggles hysterically. "Okay, yes she's a bitch but damnnn, when did you get so cold?"

"I'm trying to do something for our boss and 'Martha'," I say with air quotes. "refuses to help and i am so not in the mood for her rubbish."

"Oh," replied a wide eyed Susan.

"I mean how dare she ask who gave me the right to throw a surprise party. She always feels she's better than everyone, that's her problem."

She let's off a smile. "Why do you want to throw him a surprise party anyway?" She asks while she roams her eyes suspiciously at me.

I scoff unbelievably. "Nothing."

"Well, it seems, someone's having a crush on her boss." She teases.

"Nooooooo." I denied. "Now shut the fuck up."

•~

The room was dark. The only light that shown in came from the opened door at the entrance. We were all hidden in the shadows, anticipating the celebrant.

There came slow footsteps, a tall male figure wearing a suit and designer shoes walked in. I couldn't see his face but from his physique, it was him.

"The man of our dreams." My subconscious mocked me. For the first time, i think i agree with her. I threw this party to make him happy. He's done so much for me and this is the least i could do for him, to make this day special for him. 'He'd been grumpy the whole morning. This should lighten up his day.' I thought as i watched his amazing body walk deeper into the room.

"Surprise!" Everyone yelled in unison as the lights came on.

"Happy birthday, Sir!!!"

"Happy birthday!"

"Whooo!"

The whole room was filled with laughter and cheers and Mr. Lannister just stood in his spot, startled. I signaled the kitchen staff and they rolled out the magnificent birthday cake baked by chef Gaius that was now placed in front of him to cut.

My phone rang and i headed to the back to answer. "Hey, Tori."

"Curtis, where are you?" Tori spoke from the other side of the phone.

"At work, wh..." I was interrupted with the sound of a crash. "Hey, I'mma call you right back."

"Wait, i need..." She trailed off as i cut the call to see what was going on. I inched forward, through the crowd and to the front.

Mr. Lannister looked mad. Like really mad. He threw the cake to the floor, turned a few guest tables over, turned the snack table over, turned over the Dj mixer, broke the chandeliers and ice sculptures that were used to decorate the hall. He picked up some chairs and hit them against tables, walls and mirrors severally, totally destroying them. His chest heaved at a fast rate, his muscles were now ripped and his suit looked like it would rip off at any minute. As he continued his mad act, he loosened the buttons on his suit. His hair was no longer smoothened, it was now rough and messy, while his fore head was covered with sweat.

"Who. is. responsible. for. this?!" He yelled with a tone of rage.

Everyone remained silent in fear.

"I. said. who. did. this?!" He yelled once more while kicking a fallen table with full force.

Where i stood, it seemed all eyes were on me, waiting for me to step out. No one was willing to loose their job for my sake. I could feel some bodies pushing me forward to the centre where he stood. He spun once more and his eyes caught mine.

I gulped. At that moment, i knew i was done for.

"Sir, Curtis is responsible for this." A man murmured from the crowd.

"Fuck." I murmured. "Sir, I ..."

"What is your problem Ms. Rollins?!" He yelled as he took a hard grip of my arm.

I winced in pain. "N-n-no, S-sir," I stuttered finding the right words to say. I looked into his eyes, hoping to connect with him. Hoping i could reach out to his soft side, but his grip on me only got tighter.

"Sir, you're hurting me." I breathed out in pain. He released me in one swift move.

"What's all this?!"

"I was just trying to make ur birthday special." I said as low as a whisper.

"Why!"

I squeaked in fear at the rage his voice came with. "Because..."

"Who gave you that right? Why can't you understand? I may have given you a place in my home, but not in my life. You're not my wife so stop acting like it!"

His words cut through me like a knife and my heart literally stopped. He wasted no time to process my feelings he'd crushed, he turned around and left me standing there, hurt.

•~

I was seated in the midst of chartered glass pieces. I was present but deep in my thoughts and lost.

"Curtis, have water." Susan approached me with a bottle of water and i simply shook my head, rejecting it.

"Are you okay?" She asked and i nodded. I was too dazed to speak, but i could hear everything.

Some workers around spoke about how i deserved what Mr. Lannister said to me. Some spoke about how lucky i was that he didn't fire me. Some gossiped about the relationship the boss and i shared. Some spoke on how they got my humiliation on video. Some agreed with Mr. Lannister's action and others spoke against it.

"Curtis,"

Some compared Martha's humiliation with mine and laughed over it.

"Curtis,"

Some spoke on how they almost lost their jobs because of me. While others just laughed over the issue entirely.

"Curtis!" Susan yelled, taking me out of my thoughts.

"Susan, what is it?" I asked tiredly.

"It's the police, they're looking for you." Susan answered worriedly.

I stood to see 3 policemen heading towards me.

"Are you Curtis Rollins?" The first policeman asked.

"Yes, i am."

"You're under arrest. Come with us quietly or we'll use force, you choose."

Great! Just Great!