“You can hear it in the silence- silence The silence - silenceYouuuuuYou can feel it on the way home - way home - way home - way home YouuuuuYou can see it with the lights out - light outs - lights out - lights outYou are in love - true love - you are in love”Taylor Swift's ‘you are in love’ song plays in the background as I hold a comb while on my bed as I continue pretending to be the one performing the song at the biggest stage known to men. Happiness is plastered all over my face and nothing can ruin this moment, no matter how hard the forces of this world tried.When I woke up, I just felt good. Feelings of positivity were surrounding me like guards surrounding their princess. It felt like something great was about to happen and even though I got a bit discouraged when the silent house greeted me instead of humans, I got much (much much much!!!!!!!) better when I got greeted by a mailman who had the marriage license documents and after thanking him a thousand times, I final
I left work early, around 3pm because we didn't have much work and people kept on bugging me to reveal who I married. I kept my mouth shut and threw the key away. Now I'm at the park taking pictures of almost everything. Photography doesn't focus on one thing. It's broad and you can take a shot of something simple like a falling leaf and turn it into a majestic beauty. The new camera is perfection!Focusing my lens, I capture a moment of a bird feeding it's offsprings. Satisfied with the number of shots and looking at the setting sun, I walk up to my car and drive back to the house. After planning the wedding and everything thoroughly, Steven suggested I move some of my things to the house and I agreed. Which is why instead of going to my apartment, I go to the Parker's house.I reach the house and everyone has left. Mr Thompson probably went to drop Mrs Claire and pick up Blake. I go to my room and take a quick shower then head towards the kitchen when I'm all warm.I start to prep
"You cooked and didn't leave some for me?" Mrs Claire asks quite offended.Pouring warm milk into my coffee, I give her the most apologetic look ever, "I'm sorry. You should blame Blake though. I know that I left some food after I dished up for us.""Us?" Her face plays a look of confusion."Yes, us. I ate supper with Blake.""Ah, I thought you ate it with Steven.""Nope, I didn't see him yesterday. Must be at work I guess." Mrs Claire nods her head and goes upstairs probably to check up on Blake. My phone vibrates on the table and the caller ID reads Stevie❤️"Hey." I say monotonous."Why weren't you answering your phone? I called multiple times.""I must have been sleeping Stevie." The nickname falls out before I could stop myself and I bite my bottom lip with what is to come next."How many times should I tell you not to call me that? Steven is just fine." He says in a very irritated manner."I'm sorry, I forget that at times.""It's fine. We are having lunch today, I'll meet you
"Are you alright?" Blake asks still holding my hand. Don't lie. The words roam in my mind as I debate on whether to lie and say yes or tell him the truth."Maybe? I mean I was alright, I was happy when I got here then next thing I know, I was left at the beginning of a date by Steven because of work so I don't know anymore, am I alright?" I try to sound my usual self but with my tears threatening to fall out and my down spirit, my voice comes out broken than ever."No, you're not alright. Steven is a douche-""No he isn't!" My voice comes out louder than expected and embarrassment suddenly overcomes me. "He isn't a douche, he just had an important meeting to attend to I think. He is doing this for him and I. Someone who is a douche would not be doing that Blake.” Trying to avoid the pity in his eyes, I look behind Blake. The four men in suits who seem to be waiting on Blake look very irritated with him, or with the both of us? Okay, I do not want to be on any business men’s bad side b
After a long debate with myself, I finally came to the conclusion that I'm going to ask him why he left in such a hurry. I have notes glued in my brain to help me with what I am to say. What I did not prepare myself for, however, is for everyone to be in the kitchen and for me not to take notice of them but only of the man sitting on the white counter eating cereal. Still relaxed as if he didn't do anything wrong."Why did you leave me at the restaurant yesterday?" I ask eyes fixed only on him."Babes didn't I explain yest-""Not you Steven, him." I point at Blake without even thinking my words through."What?" Both Steven and Mrs Claire ask at the same time.Blake, however, remains unfazed and the only thing I get from him is putting down his bowl and looking at me like I just didn't ask him a question."What's going on here?" Steven asks clearly trying to figure out the situation.I move my eyes from Blake to Steven and this is when my nerves start kicking in. "I uhm...Blake and I a
"I should have just tricked you into giving me the tickets and went out with someone not as famous as you." I say a little irritated as I pass by the average number of people seated waiting for the show to start."Oh come on, it isn't that bad." Blake says behind me as he keeps on flashing his smile at the ladies in the room."Are you kidding me? Ever since we stepped foot into this place, almost all the female learners have come up to you to ask for a picture and an autograph oh and let me not forget, the teachers too." I sit down and cross my arms, “is it because of the fame or your looks? I am starting to believe it is your looks."Okay, I'm sorry. I will turn away the next people to come. And yes, it is because of my looks and so ever awesome personality.” Blake smiles and pokes my nose. The irritation disappears and I can't help but smile back at him genuinely, which is far from innocent, “you look better when you are smiling, quit going all grumpy bear on me.”Thinking about it,
It's Friday again then Saturday and Sunday then what?It’s Friday again then Saturday and Sunday then what?I love that song, but it Friday and to say that things are going my way would be a lie. After a lot of preparing and sleepless nights (I think…), the company we did all of that for decided to reschedule the meeting on the very last minute with some senseless explanation. I rocked a great outfit and curled my hair all for nothing. This week fooled me by starting off great, it is not my week. I think I am done with it now, cause I cannot reset the days that have passed and make it better.I lean forward and take another chocolate piece while seated with Bianca. The two of us decided to bury ourself in sweet food as we complain but be grateful that we get extra time to look at the holes in the presentation and fix them. Yet I seem to be the only one burying myself in the sweet food before us… mhm…"I can't believe they cancelled," I say while also reading the note from the chocolate
"Where were you last night?" Steven asks the moment I step foot into the house after leaving the engage."Can we please talk about this tomorrow? I'm really tired now." I yawn as I take out my black stiletto heels off."No. I want us to talk about it now. Where were you yesterday night?"Looking closely at him, I realize that Steven already knows where I was. I don't know if this is a test or what but I'm not interested, I'm sleepy. "I was out with Blake to a school's musical fundraising event that was not here. There, now can I go to bed?""Why did you go with Blake? Am I missing something here?" I guess this is a no to my question.Rubbing my temples I sit down on the stairs leading upstairs to the other bedrooms. "How am I supposed to know Steven? I mean I'm not the one putting less effort into this relationship, I can't even say marriage because I'm not sure what is going on here. I am also not the one putting work before you. Blake and I are in good terms and he is just been here