What Have You Done?

(FMO)Chapter 1

Sophia

(What Have You Done?)

“Yes, baby! Harder!”. 

My lips quivered as I took in the scene before me with great difficulty. 

My husband who I had just walked down the aisle with today, not too long ago was furiously pounding into another woman. 

Another woman who happened to be his best friend's wife, Claire. 

“Your wish is my command, love.” I heard Bryan's unmistakable deep voice as he intensified the pace and the sound of violent skin slapping was heard in the room. 

I covered my mouth in disbelief and in shock as they both continued having the time of their lives while I was hiding in a darkened corner of our honeymoon suite. 

Yes, they were having sex in the room that had been reserved for mine and Bryan's honeymoon later. 

The fresh roses and romantic decorations that my sister, Albie had taken her time to perfect were now scattered all over the white tiles as some were stuck to Claire's forehead and face as Bryan pressed her face deeper into the bed.

Bryan and I had been dating since college and he had been my first boyfriend and my first in everything and I loved him soo much. 

Maybe more than he even claimed to love me. 

Hot tears poured down from my eyes making my mascara run down my face and stain my immaculate white wedding dress that Claire had insisted on helping me put on. 

We weren't friends, Claire and I. 

She and her husband, Mark would regularly come over to the house for dinner lots of times with Bryan and Claire always being the ones doing the planning and being over excited for it each time. 

Who knew what they had been doing behind our backs, Mark and I. 

Oh no. 

I've been such a fool. Why didn't I think of this earlier. 

“Tell me you love me, Bryan.” Claire purred out as she arched her back further into Bryan who gripped her by her sides and continued his dangerous rhythm. 

“I love you, baby.” Bryan said with a grunt. 

“Tell me you love me more than her. Tell me you want to marry me instead of her.” Claire said before a moan escaped her throat and was heard around the room. 

Bryan gripped her breasts that had spilled out of her strapless green dress as I could make out the veins popping out on his forehead from the dim golden glow of the lamp beside the bed. 

“I wish I was marrying you, Claire. You're the only one I want.” Bryan grunted before slamming into her again from behind as she screamed out in pleasure. 

At this point, I don't need a mirror to know that I look like a mess. 

“Tell me that after you get the inheritance we'll get rid of her and Mark.” Claire whined. 

“I can't wait for that. She doesn't taste or feel as good as you. She's just like a dead log of wood.” Bryan said before gripping her neck harshly and sticking his tongue into her mouth as she moaned. 

Humiliation flooded me as hot white fear ran through me as the thought that these two were also plotting to get rid of Mark and I. 

What did I ever do wrong to him? Wasn't my love good enough? 

“I saw her talking with Mark earlier yesterday. She had this excited glint in her eyes. I could tell she was flirting with him.” Claire said while sounding out of breath. 

“Oh yeah? Well they'll die together tomorrow then.” Bryan said carelessly. 

A loud gasp escaped my mouth as soon as he said those dangerous words casually like that. 

It was too late for me to slap a hand over my mouth as they had both heard me and they knew that I was in here. 

Their intense sex session has stopped as I heard the sound of belt buckle as I hid deeper under the table. 

“Bryan, there's someone in here!.” Claire screeched. 

The sound of her high pitched and whiny voice always got me upset. 

“Who's there?!.” Bryan asked authoritatively. 

I snuck deeper under the table as I heard his footsteps across the room before they started getting closer to the table. 

I covered my nose also so as not to make a sound. 

“Sophia, I know you're in here. I can smell that irritating lavender scent from here.” Bryan said to which Claire giggled. 

I prayed to not be caught as I heard the footsteps getting louder. 

Suddenly, I was dragged out from my hiding place under the table and I came face to face with Bryan's sweaty and angry face. 

“I knew you were in here.” 

“Let me go, Bryan!.” I yelled as my eyes darted to where Claire sat on the messy bed with a cocky smile on her face. 

“You do like to make things difficult, don't you?.” He said gruffly. 

“Are you serious now? You're the one who was caught cheating with this whore!.” I said in anger as I pointed to Claire. 

“So what? I'm supposed to beg on my knees?.” He said while lifting an eyebrow as his eyes danced with amusement. 

I shook my head in wonder at what was going on. The air in the room was thick with the aftermath of their scandalous lust. 

“You're so despicable! The both of you! You disgust me! And as for you, Claire.” I said to her directly. “Wait till I tell Mark about this.” I said in anger. 

“You won't be doing that.” She said smugly as she wiggled her red nails before me. 

“What the hell do you mean by that?.” 

“You'll see.” She said with a wink as she got off the bed and retrieved a piece of paper from the nightstand. 

Bryan folded his arms across his chest with a smile as he watched the scene unfold. 

She strutted to where I stood before rudely shoving the paper in my face. 

“Read this.” 

I snatched it from her hand and read through it before my mouth fell open. 

All the color drained from my face as I realized what I held in my hands.

I tried to speak but my words proved difficult to form. Finally I managed to get out what I wanted to say. 

“Is this….this is my suicide note?.” I said in horror. 

“Yes, smarty pants. And I even had to squeeze out some tears for dramatic effects.” Claire giggled after speaking. 

“Bryan? How could you do this to me?.” I asked in disbelief. 

“You're standing in the way of my happiness and your inheritance which should be mine.” A vein popped out on his neck as he spoke with such hatred. 

“What are you talking about? What inheritance?.” I asked.

“And I'm afraid you'll never know.” Bryan said. 

I straightened my spine and wiped my tears before holding up the note in front of them and then proceeding to tear it into shreds. 

Their faces blanched as they never expected such from me. 

“Well, husband, wait till my grandfather hears about this.” I threatened them. 

A look of fear and desperation flashed before Bryan's features before I shot them a look and marched towards the door in my wedding dress. 

I hadn't successfully made it to the door before I felt a very strong blow to my head causing me to fall to the ground. 

“And he never will.” Claire said before striking again. 

I saw Bryan stand in a far corner of the room, a shocked look spread across his face but he didn't attempt to help.  

I felt blood seep through my cracked skull as my vision started to get blurry. 

Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to threaten them. 

“What have you done?.” 

That was the last thing I heard before everything went blank.