Blair had sworn she wasn't going to get married to any man, yet, she found herself putting on a fake smile as she smiled at a face she was only seeing for the first time on their wedding day.
Blair had heard a lot about the man, from her mother, her father, and even a few of her friends who had heard for him. She had seen a picture, but she had never met him physically. He never came along with his parents and wasn't around for the wedding preparations or even the engagement ceremony where his father had to be the one to present the ring to her. This was the one time she wished he would have kept with his absence. She had prepared for this with the hope that he wasn't going to show up and she wouldn't have to be married to him after all, but he did, and she hated him for that.
Dylan Lancaster was a handsome man, he had this cool, gentlemanly look that had raised Blair's hope for a minute, but then the cold look he had sent her way when no one was looking had her rethinking. His icy blue eyes held no emotions as they looked into hers. He had his jet-black hair tied behind him in a ponytail, she thought his hair beautiful, thought him beautiful actually, but that was the only thing. She didn't need to have a conversation with him to know they wouldn't get along, but she still had hope.
They didn't exchange any special vows, not like the ones Blair had written down to say to Richard when they get married, except that day never showed up. So instead she was reciting the paper her mother had handed to her that morning. Dylan also didn't say much, just muttered some, "Promise to be your lawfully wedded husband..." No, till death do us part. She didn't plan to be married to him for long though, once a year was gone, she would file for a divorce immediately. All she had to do was endure. After that, the priest joined them together and they shared a little peck, Blair wouldn't call it a kiss, their lips barely touched for a second, it was dry and she would prefer a kiss to the back of her palm than the awkward one she just shared with him, yet, everyone was smiling and cheering them.
She didn't have anyone to throw her flowers to, it was a small wedding and the only other people available were her family, his family, the priest, and Dylan, who was now her husband. Even without voicing it out, it felt weird to think about it.
"You were beautiful out there darling," Her mother had complimented once the ceremony was over.
"Yeah, sure," she mumbled. Dylan led her out to an awaiting Limousine, which was decorated with ribbons and Balloons, they were to go to his house now. Blair didn't turn back to say goodbye to her parents, just got into the car and waited for Dylan. He got in a while later and the car started, when Blair looked back to see her parents, they weren't there anymore.
"So Bella," Dylan said while they were driving.
She frowned at the wrong name. "My name is Blair, not Bella."
He didn't look up at her or acknowledge what she just said, but proceeded to continue with what he was going to say. "Anyways, I just thought it would be better to get this straight so you wouldn't be expecting any gentlemanly or husband duties from me. I don't like you, this marriage was for mainly business, nothing else. So we live in the same house, something I was really against but my parents insisted on. Anyways, you stay on your path, I stay on mine, and we would not have any trouble. Is that understood?"
Blair eyed him. "Don't speak to me like a little child. Do you think I wanted this marriage or anything? I-"
"I don't care about what you want Blair and I will speak any way I want to." He scoffed. "I mean, according to the papers, the priest, and everyone back there, I am your husband after all."
Blair was speechless. She had thought she could last with this man if they both got along and understood this was solely for business and they didn't even have to be together after a year but now, she didn't think she could even last one night with him. He was arrogant, proud, and... She hated to say this, but he was nothing like Richard. "Not for long," she told him. "By this time next year, I'll be filing for a divorce and I'll be the happiest woman ever if I never saw your face again."
"Oh, is that so?" He asked with a voice of one that cares, which only made Blair know that he was mocking her.
"You asshole!" Blair spat. "Just who do you think you are?"
He gave her a sweet smile, which did nothing but fuel her dislike for him even more. "I am your husband. Also, darling, you don't need to stress yourself, if there is one thing I promise to at least do for you as a husband, it will be to deliver the divorce papers to you myself." She eyed him, then turned away, looking out the window, while he went back to his phone. It was going to be a long year for her.
Blair woke up to the awful sound of clatters around her. She grabbed her pillow placing it over her head. "Get away Samantha! I don't have the time for your rubbish today.""Who is Samantha?" A deep voice asked.Blair's eyes flew open, as she jumped up, hitting her head with something as equally strong. "Fuck!" She cursed, falling back on the bed as she grabbed hold of her forehead. "What the..." The rest were words in a strange language even she didn't know. She looked up to find a groaning Dylan also holding to his forehead as he sent her an ugly look. "What's your problem!" She fired. "Where are you watching me sleep?""What's my problem? You're the one with the Iron man head and I wasn't watching you sleep..." He eyed her. "Why are your eyes red and puffed up?"Blair frowned looking away from him. "None of your business," she muttered. "What are you doing in my room?"He took a step back. "This is not your room Blair. I suggest you pack your things out before Donna comes back and f
Dylan wasn't joking when he talked about no other room for Blair to go to. Any other door that Blair came across thinking it was a room where she could lay her head, she would find out it was locked. She was angry as she hadn't had her bath yet, she wished she had done that before leaving Donna's room, but then Donna would have caught her. She cringed at the scenario of Donna walking into her bathroom only to find a naked Blair still lying in her bathtub.After walking around for hours, not finding a place. She finally came back to Dylan's room. Though she wasn't ready, she could already imagine him laughing in victory, she had just placed his things on the bed when her phone began to ring."Hello?""Hey girl, I'm outside." It was Jessica, a close friend from her previous workplace, though after Blair had retreated to her whole after she and Richard separated, they've both been a little distant. "I hope you got the text I sent you, I was calling, but you weren't answering your phone."
Blair felt much better after her conversation with Jessica. She had been worried thinking Jessica would be really angry with her and after finding out about everything, she wouldn't want to be friends with her anymore, and although she had been really angry with her, but she reminded Blair that there were people who would always have her bag and support her. After that Blair had cried for a really long time, soaking Jessica's fabric with her tears, while Jessica patted her till she stopped."If you need help, anytime. You know where you can find me right?""Yeah, I have your new address." After that Jessica left and Blair was back home.Blair decided to call Samantha after that, she didn't answer at first, but Blair dialled her number again, this time she did. "Hey Blair, how are you doing?""I'm fine. Jessica just left here, she said you told her to check up on me...and also quite a number of other things."~~~When Dylan arrived, Blair was still up, watching a soap opera while sippi
Blair regretted her decision later on, the room was cold and she didn't have any blanket, just the couch. She sat up in the middle of the night, with the aid of the night plan which was still on, she could see Dylan on the bed, sleeping peacefully."Dylan." She called. "Dylan!" She said again, this time tapping him gently on the shoulder. "Wake up, I know you can hear me!""Even when I leave you alone, you still look for ways to drive me nuts. Some of us have a place of work to go tomorrow morning Blair," he muttered sleepily, brushing her arm away. "What do you want?""I'm cold," she told him. "Give me a blanket or give space so I can sleep." Dylan was lying down horizontally on the bed, and Blair couldn't help but wonder if he did that on purpose just to stop her in case she decided to come back to the bed. "Are you listening to me. You like hearing me beg right? Something about me begging gives you joy, right?"Hearing that a smile came to his face with his eyes still closed. "That
It's been more than a month since the wedding. Blair found herself surviving with encouraging talks from her parents, Samantha and Jessica, they have been the shoulders that she relied on. She didn't know what she would have done without them, actually she was afraid to think on what she would have done. Sometimes, when things were really quiet and dark, she couldn't help but recoil in her shadows, the same place that Richard had found her, before he pulled her out with his love. Richard had been almost everything to her, she became a part of her, became all could think about and that's because she saw him as her saviour. Only he knows of the things she had been going through before he showed up, only he could see past the mask of the smiling face to the scarred one behind. He had shown her a light she hadn't seen for a long time, brought her a miracle. When he left, he had taken all that away.Blair hated him, for the pains he had caused her, for making her believe, when he didn't. S
Erin was much different from the last time Blair saw her, was during her mother's burial. She had sat alone on the bench, dressed all in black, not speaking to anyone who approached her to share their condolences. Blair remembered thinking Erin was really strong, if she had lost her mum, she didn't think she could hold it together just the way Erin did. Blair had later caught Erin crying after she thought that everybody had left. She had wanted to walk up to her, to console her and tell her everything would be fine. But Blair wasn't the judge of life, she couldn't predict if everything will be fine. She also wasn't sure the exact words to say to Erin, there relationship was kind of a forced friendship, so instead she had walked away and called her mother instead to check on Erin.She had on the brightest smile when she saw Blair approaching. "Blair!" She walked over to them quickly, giving her a hug. "It's been like... Well, a really long time," she said after she had pulled back."Ye
Blair had sworn that she wasn't going to answer the call, but it seemed it also wasn't going to let Blair sleep peacefully till she answered it. She bit the hem of her pillowcase in anger while finally reaching out for her phone, with the plan to switch it off, but decided against it when she saw who was calling. It was Dylan's mum. She sat up, rubbing the sleep away from her eyes, she answered the call. "Good morning," she greeted. "Sorry, I wasn't with my phone. Have you been calling for long?""I's fine dear, I haven't. Are you still in bed? Your voice is heavy and kind of rough.""Oh no," Blair said quickly, clearing her throat. "I'm not in bed anymore. I just finished eating that's why, I'll drink some water."Ok good. I need you to run an errand for me, that's of you're not too busy, but this is really important.""No, I'm not busy. What is it, do you need me to come over?" Blair crossed her fingers, praying that she wouldn't ask for that."No you don't have to." Blair relaxed a
"Sir, it's Alexa."Dylan sighed, it was his receptionist. "Come in Alexa." The door opened slowly, Alexa first poked her head in, before the rest of her body followed. "Is there a problem?""N-nothing really sir, I just came to apologize. I swear I didn't know she was your wife. I would never have spoken to her in that manner if I knew who she was, I apologize sir, please don't fire me.""My wife? In what manner?"Alexa's eyes widened with realization as she realized that Blair hadn't told Dylan about their encounter earlier. "Your wife didn't tell you anything?""No." Dylan frowned. "Alexa did you say anything disrespectful to my wife?""I'm so sorry sir. I knew you were married, but I've never met your wife before and when she came in asking to see you, I was...""How many times have I warned you about the way you talk to people?" Dylan suddenly felt like a big hypocrite. He felt he was no different from Alexa, he also had just spoken to his wife like she was trash. "Just leave, I'm