Your love is like a rain!

CHAPTER 17- Glaring matches and torturous kisses

"Questa, sorry, Mrs. Questa Wilson ...." My name finally announced. I was exhausted sitting in that chair. With my fat ass.

As I headed towards the stage, I felt as much surge of anger as I felt pride.

I was about to be graduated.

Just the sound of Truce's second name made me want to kill him already.

"I would also like to mention that she has made us proud as an institution to shine even after struggling through the storm. She is 6 months pregnant but is still very determined to complete what she has started. And that is commendable.

I would also thank Mr. Truce for being a strong support for her. I know it's not fair to be supporting and encouraging one student but I want her to be an example for the rest of the students and the ones to come by...Congratulations Questa." The dean continued.

Well that just squished my anger and threw it away.

It was kind of difficult to walk with swelling belly but it was a proud moment and I wanted to hold my head high.

After I received what was so deservingly mine I noticed my family and friends cheering for me.

But I was blinded by the image of Truce standing as well, smirk on his face.

That bastard.

We had a glaring match till I realised I was on stage and that I had to give up... No problem I still had 12 more months to finish that.

"Ohhh, I am so proud of you baby." Truce said and pulled me into his arms.

It was just for show but that was so not needed. He literally plastered his lips on mine. So much for excellent kisses.

Whoever said first love sent shivers. Yeah sure, but these were bad shivers.

I bit his lip and so finally be pulled away and let out a soft whimper.

I gave my signature smirk and whispered, "Keep your filthy hands and lips off me."

"I would; willingly so, because they repel me too but seeing the smiles on your parents face, I definitely think you wouldn't want me to not do that."

He gritted his teeth but still composed himself and looked at my parents respectfully. Well, that is admirable.

I realised he was right. But never in the broad daylight I was going to admit that.

"From when do you care.?" I asked not looking at him anymore.

I was thanking and hugging people wishing me while we were whispering.

It was becoming our daily affair because we wouldn't want anyone to hear us now, would we?

"From the time I laid eyes upon you."

I just gave an expression of are-kidding- me while he rolled his eyes.

"I am kidding you idiot, I meant when I fucking married you."

I just shrugged at that statement.

Well it wasn't our fault.

When our parents came to know we were dating, their happiness knew no bounds.

I dint give a damn because I thought they will eventually come over it.

And when we found out I was pregnant, all hell broke loose.

They were a little mad but they accepted it. And suggested that we marry.

We laughed our asses off on this statement coz it did sound funny.