Three

💘 MARRIED AT SIXTEEN 💘

     (Love filled with Bitterness)

Written by: Authoress Ricky

   ✍️ Episode Three✍️

I woke up the following day with a minor headache. I drowse out of my sleep; as I stretch, I sit up only to see a lady dress in a white top and baggy trouser staring at me with a smiling face.

"Who are you?" I use my pillow as a weapon, but when I discover it wasn't a familiar pillow, I looked around and almost screamed, "Who the hell are you? and why am I here?" I stood on the bed as I kept pointing the pillow at her, but she didn't move.

"Good morning, madam."She bowed.

Why is someone old enough to be my mother bowing at me. "You kidnapped me," I yelled, and the door squeak, and someone walks in. 

"You again!! "It was the same old man that destroys my party last night. "OMG"

Now I remember what happened last night. "I didn't expect you to wake up so early" he gave a smiling face, and I return no emotion, so he clenches his fist and faces the lady.

"Take care of her I would be leaving very soon; I already explain things to him" with that, he walks away, and I sigh in relief immediately the door was shut.

"Ma'am, you need to take your bath now and pedicure," she smiled.

"Am I getting married to that old fool?" I blurted out, and she smiled.

"Found out yourself, and I would be leaving you for your privacy. Make sure you signal me anytime you need me" she bowed again before leaving too.

I collapse on the bed as tears flow freely from my eye. Am I going to do this? I look around, and the room was a little bit bigger than my standard room. Seriously have never thought someone house would be more significant than my father house, but now I see it.

"Am Martha Justin, I can do all things," I muttered, and my eye went to the window.

 I smile at myself." It is now or never" I walk to the closet and pick up as many t-shirts I could find there. I have tried this before, and I am good at it.

Lucy and I have to sneak to a night party before Thirteen and to scare you more, I escape through the window, and I don't think I can't do it anymore.

I tie the rope together, and by the time I was done, the room was already messed up.

I tie the rope to the bed stand and throw it out the window. "Martha, it is now or never" I kept saying the word to myself as I jumped down, but when I saw the consequence of what I did, I was screaming for help, but no one could hear me.

I forget I was telling myself I could do it because the only thing in my mind is I am dying very soon if no one helps me. I suddenly felt the cloth losing. I look down, and I was shocked am still far away from the group.

The rope finally loses, and I was falling at an incredible speed. I was expecting my head to scattered by now, but I was bouncing on a trampoline!.

How come I didn't see that, but I screamed my lung out when I bounce out of it and fell into the pool.

I raise my head out of the water and gasped for breath when I look around; I  saw everyone staring at me. The lady in white chuckled, but I ignore it. I swim out to the other side to get out, but someone stretches out a hand for help.

I look up, and it was like I was dreaming or am I hallucinating. This guy is freaking hot and handsome his hair was brushed neatly, a dark brown eye and pointed nose, and gosh, his lips are what I want to feel right now.

"Your hands" his voice would make me faint, but the pool water was so cold, and I snap out of my fantasy as I gave him my hands, and he drags me out of the pool.

I almost slipped because I wasn't focused. My eye couldn't leave his eye, but he caught me again, and his gaze burned into mine, but he helped me up and move away from me, then walk away.

The white lady walks towards me and wraps me up with the towel as she walks me back in.

I want to know who that guy is.

"Who is he?"I ask the white lady.

"He is the only son of Mr Nicole" she replied as she opens the door for me, and I walk in. Why am I going back into the house again? Martha? You risk your life for this!!!.

"You mean the old fool" She didn't reply, and I face her, and she looks offended.

"Whatever, do you even know the feelings of your life crumbling right at your front." 

She locks the room door behind us.

"Take off your cloth", she said in a commanding tone.

"Why should I take off my cloth in your front, a little privacy" I replied.

"A little privacy and you tried to kill yourself and look at your room all messed up; I am sorry, but from now on I am not allowed to leave you alone all by yourself. "She bowed.

"Then I would change in the bathroom" I walk away, and I could hear her sigh. "I am stuck here," I muttered. The bathroom was the same design as mine, and it surprising maybe the old fool got everything planned out.

I tie the towel around my body well before leaving the bathroom. I walk back into the room surprisingly; my room was tidy again. "Nice one,"I smirked.

I pick up a black leather skirt and a sleeveless orange blouse. After changing, I dry up my hair, and seriously, an idea struck me I need to show Martha this person, and no one messes with me.

I scattered all the cloth on the floor, and I laughed to myself for what I just did until I heard a knock on the door.

"White lady, come in. "I don't even know her name, and the white lady fit her seriously.

She is the only one that comes here uninvited.

The door squeak open, and my jaw dropped when the hot dude walks in, but his eye scan around, and I was ashamed of the mess I made.

✍️Authoress Ricky ✍️

      To be continued...

  What can you say about Martha crazy behaviour?.