I got home from school feeling sad and perturbed, I was absent-minded in class throughout the day. Why on earth would dad get me married without my consent, to a man I know nothing about except through the media and paper, I don't even know what type of person he is, I thought, letting the long withheld tears flow freely. How could Dad do this to me, I lamented bitterly amidst tears.I was so restless that I didn't even think of eating or changing my clothes. I just lay quietly in bed.I heard my phone ring. I checked and discovered the caller was my mom. I ended the call, placing it on DND. I couldn't even think of talking to her. What else does she have to say to me? I thought, pushing the phone far away from me.I stared at the ceiling lost in thoughts, I didn't even realize when I fell asleep.A few hours later, I woke up to three missed calls from my mum, eight missed calls, and a message from Shana, I opened the message and it read:"Lucinda, pick up your damn phone we are gonn
"Dylan, please you can't do this to me, the bitch" said while crying. "After everything I've done for you, I loved you, I gave you my heart, I gave you my everything, I even gave you my virginity". "Stop lying bitch, " I replied coldly. "Dylan, you can't just use me and trash me whenever you want I am not a toy, you know I love you so much, you are the only guy I have ever loved this much, I turned down every guy that ever came my way because of you", she replied with tears rolling down her cheeks. "Shut up Cheryl, we both know you don't love me and you're only after my money, haven't I given you enough of that already?" I said while standing up from the bed. "Dylan ple…ase", she attempts to grab my hands, but I shrug her off and head to the window, backing her. "I promise to be loyal to you Dylan, please just give me one more chance". "I am not interested in you Cheryl, moreover I only wanted to get under your skirts and you knew it". So stop chirping bitch. I said as I picke
I lay on my bed weak and tired from crying as my mum walked into my room all dolled up and bright, carrying a wedding dress that was meant for me. "Goodness! Lucinda", my mom called, shocked to find me still in bed and not dressed up. "Why are you still in bed? Have you forgotten that today's your wedding?" I kept a straight face and remained the way I was. I heard her sigh dropping the wedding dress on my bed. "You need to get dressed, your dad will be mad if he finds out you are not yet dressed. I have called for the makeup artist, she'll be here shortly". And with that, she left. I heard her retrieving footsteps and the tears welled up in my eyes. I couldn't believe this was happening. I am getting married. I buried my head in my palms and cried. I felt abused of my rights. I wondered what kind of dad I had, and why he was being cruel to me. Why am I forced into a marriage I didn't want to get into? I never imagined I would be married this way. I stood up with my whole fa
I swallowed hard and knocked on the door, but no reply came. I wondered whether to knock again or go in. I pushed the door handle and the door opened. I walked into the room and was greeted by the sweet scent of lilies mixed with roses. The room was dimly lit with purple light illuminating the bedside lamp. I walked into the room, closing the door behind me. Dylan was already sitting on the bed. He suddenly turned around and our eyes met. At that point, I felt like crying and wished I never walked through the door. He turned back, picked up a cigarette from his cigar pack, and lit it. I bit my lips lowering my head to the ground not knowing what to do. I couldn't believe we would both be sharing the same room and the same bed. Then suddenly a thought niggled at me. My dress! How do I take it off? My hands will not be able to reach the zippers, who's going to help me now? I thought. Immediately Dylan stood up from the bed, I became scared wondering why he stood up. He began takin
I was awoken by the rays of sunlight peeping through the window, I sat up confused, trying to decipher where I was as I was not familiar with the environment, and then it suddenly dawned on me that I was in Dylan's bedroom, or rather our bedroom. I moved my gaze to the other side of the bed and memories of yesterday flooded back at me; it was my wedding night, the night every girl looked forward to, the special night, but there I was, scared, unenthused and my alleged groom was nowhere to be found. I wondered where he could have spent the night; probably in a hotel with one of his women. I never imagined my wedding night would be like that, I always dreamt of having my wedding night in a seven-star hotel or a resort in one of their best luxury suites filled with roses and candles, but there I was, alone and married to a man I don't even like. I didn't realize the teardrop until I was interrupted by the sound of my phone buzzing with notifications. I picked up the phone and was greeted
"Todd?! What does he want?" I thought, rolling my eyes.******Flashback******Two weeks ago"I'm so sorry Todd, I can't go on with this relationship anymore", I said and noticed a flash run across his eyes. "What… wh…at are you talking about?" He asked with a little crack in his voice.I'm getting married, I replied nervously and took my gaze to the floor.He furrowed his brows and scoffed."So the rumors are true?" He asked calmly, but I could see his veins popping out."I'm sorry….""Lucinda, you can't do this to us, I won't let you get married," he said, advancing towards me."I am going to stop this wedding," he said with his voice turning icy. I was beginning to feel uneasy with the way he was acting. "Don't you think it's time?" he asked and I furrowed my brows feeling more confused and uneasy."Time for what?" I asked confused.He bent his head sighing, next he lifted his head and began kissing me."Todd we can not do this," I said, unlocking from the kiss, my heart beating
"Todd?! What does he want?" I thought, rolling my eyes.******Flashback******Two weeks ago"I'm so sorry Todd, I can't go on with this relationship anymore", I said and noticed a flash run across his eyes. "What… wh…at are you talking about?" He asked with a little crack in his voice.I'm getting married, I replied nervously and took my gaze to the floor.He furrowed his brows and scoffed."So the rumors are true?" He asked calmly, but I could see his veins popping out."I'm sorry….""Lucinda, you can't do this to us, I won't let you get married," he said, advancing towards me."I am going to stop this wedding," he said with his voice turning icy. I was beginning to feel uneasy with the way he was acting. "Don't you think it's time?" he asked and I furrowed my brows feeling more confused and uneasy."Time for what?" I asked confused.He bent his head sighing, next he lifted his head and began kissing me."Todd we can not do this," I said, unlocking from the kiss, my heart beating
I was awoken by the rays of sunlight peeping through the window, I sat up confused, trying to decipher where I was as I was not familiar with the environment, and then it suddenly dawned on me that I was in Dylan's bedroom, or rather our bedroom. I moved my gaze to the other side of the bed and memories of yesterday flooded back at me; it was my wedding night, the night every girl looked forward to, the special night, but there I was, scared, unenthused and my alleged groom was nowhere to be found. I wondered where he could have spent the night; probably in a hotel with one of his women. I never imagined my wedding night would be like that, I always dreamt of having my wedding night in a seven-star hotel or a resort in one of their best luxury suites filled with roses and candles, but there I was, alone and married to a man I don't even like. I didn't realize the teardrop until I was interrupted by the sound of my phone buzzing with notifications. I picked up the phone and was greeted
I swallowed hard and knocked on the door, but no reply came. I wondered whether to knock again or go in. I pushed the door handle and the door opened. I walked into the room and was greeted by the sweet scent of lilies mixed with roses. The room was dimly lit with purple light illuminating the bedside lamp. I walked into the room, closing the door behind me. Dylan was already sitting on the bed. He suddenly turned around and our eyes met. At that point, I felt like crying and wished I never walked through the door. He turned back, picked up a cigarette from his cigar pack, and lit it. I bit my lips lowering my head to the ground not knowing what to do. I couldn't believe we would both be sharing the same room and the same bed. Then suddenly a thought niggled at me. My dress! How do I take it off? My hands will not be able to reach the zippers, who's going to help me now? I thought. Immediately Dylan stood up from the bed, I became scared wondering why he stood up. He began takin
I lay on my bed weak and tired from crying as my mum walked into my room all dolled up and bright, carrying a wedding dress that was meant for me. "Goodness! Lucinda", my mom called, shocked to find me still in bed and not dressed up. "Why are you still in bed? Have you forgotten that today's your wedding?" I kept a straight face and remained the way I was. I heard her sigh dropping the wedding dress on my bed. "You need to get dressed, your dad will be mad if he finds out you are not yet dressed. I have called for the makeup artist, she'll be here shortly". And with that, she left. I heard her retrieving footsteps and the tears welled up in my eyes. I couldn't believe this was happening. I am getting married. I buried my head in my palms and cried. I felt abused of my rights. I wondered what kind of dad I had, and why he was being cruel to me. Why am I forced into a marriage I didn't want to get into? I never imagined I would be married this way. I stood up with my whole fa
"Dylan, please you can't do this to me, the bitch" said while crying. "After everything I've done for you, I loved you, I gave you my heart, I gave you my everything, I even gave you my virginity". "Stop lying bitch, " I replied coldly. "Dylan, you can't just use me and trash me whenever you want I am not a toy, you know I love you so much, you are the only guy I have ever loved this much, I turned down every guy that ever came my way because of you", she replied with tears rolling down her cheeks. "Shut up Cheryl, we both know you don't love me and you're only after my money, haven't I given you enough of that already?" I said while standing up from the bed. "Dylan ple…ase", she attempts to grab my hands, but I shrug her off and head to the window, backing her. "I promise to be loyal to you Dylan, please just give me one more chance". "I am not interested in you Cheryl, moreover I only wanted to get under your skirts and you knew it". So stop chirping bitch. I said as I picke
I got home from school feeling sad and perturbed, I was absent-minded in class throughout the day. Why on earth would dad get me married without my consent, to a man I know nothing about except through the media and paper, I don't even know what type of person he is, I thought, letting the long withheld tears flow freely. How could Dad do this to me, I lamented bitterly amidst tears.I was so restless that I didn't even think of eating or changing my clothes. I just lay quietly in bed.I heard my phone ring. I checked and discovered the caller was my mom. I ended the call, placing it on DND. I couldn't even think of talking to her. What else does she have to say to me? I thought, pushing the phone far away from me.I stared at the ceiling lost in thoughts, I didn't even realize when I fell asleep.A few hours later, I woke up to three missed calls from my mum, eight missed calls, and a message from Shana, I opened the message and it read:"Lucinda, pick up your damn phone we are gonn
My sound sleep was interrupted by the sound of my phone ringing. "Can't a girl get some sleep around here?" I mumbled, ignoring the call and letting it ring to an end, but it began ringing again. I sighed, frustrated, and reached for the phone which lay on my nightstand. I opened my sleepy eyes to find out the caller and I noticed it was Shana, my best friend. "Why is she calling me this early? Or is she trying to tell me to get ready for school?" I thought out loudly. I swiped the green button picking up the call. "Lucinda!!!" She screamed immediately when I picked up the call, causing me to flinch. "Why are you screaming my name?" I asked. "Girl! OMG!! Don't tell me you don't know what is going on. Are you even serious?" She cheered happily. I sighed frustratedly trying to decipher what she was saying. "Shana, speak English, I replied", getting tired of her charade. "Omg girl! You're missing out!! Dylan's back!!! Our greatest Rockstar is back. Hurry turn on the TV they're sh