Chapter 3: Married

Abigail’s POV

“Well, well, well, look who we have here,” she said, mockingly

“H-hey Abygale,” I greeted, trying not to sound scared. 

“Oh, I see you remember me, my pathetic shadow. How has life been for you without having any of my achievements to feed on? Oh…I know. It must have been so bad that you have to come to court to settle your debts.” she mocked.

“Look Abygale, I have no time and energy for any problem. Just go your way and let me be,” I said to her, not in the mood for any of her bullying.

“I see you’ve grown wings, Abigail Williams,” she seethed, stepping on my toes. “But luckily for you, I don’t have time to deal with a worthless garbage shadow like you,” she said walking off.

I heaved a sigh of relief. That wasn’t so bad. I just have to make sure I never see her again. I hate her so much. Abygale Willows, my worst nightmare.

We attended college together and I was known as her shadow. There was nothing I could do to get rid of her. Worse of all, our names are similar. She was the popular one and I…I was just there. My life was a living hell just because our names were similar and we were mistaken for each other. 

Every good thing I did was credited to her and for every bad thing she did, I was punished for it. My life sucked. She was as wicked as my dad. They were probably cut from the same clothes.

“Go give this to Aron in the theater room,” she said, handing me a book one night after class.

I knew she was up to no good, but nothing prepared me for what happened. I dropped the book beside Aron when he refused to take it from me and started to leave

“ Where do you think you are going?” he asked jumping out of the table he was sitting on.

My heart raced as he approached me. He was the most notorious guy on the campus. There’s no way he’s up to any good.

“I’ve given you the book Abygale wanted me to give you, so I’m leaving,” I said, scared, moving slowly to the door with my back.

“Not so fast my dear. What do I want to use a book for?” he asked, putting on a sinister smile. “Pin her to the wall,” he said.

Before I realized what was happening, I was pinned to the wall by two guys I didn’t realize were in there the whole time.

“I’ve always wanted to have a taste of you,” he said, running his hand over my face and neck. “ I finally get to do that today,”

Dread filled me. My heart was racing so fast and hard like it was going to jump out.

“No! No! Please don’t do this,” I pleaded, trying to get out of their grip.

His lips were now on my neck, and his hands roughly massaging my breast. I cried and shouted for help even though I knew no one was usually here at this time. I prayed for a miracle to happen, and it did.

Just when he was about to rip my clothes, someone barged in.

“What the hell is going on here?” the man spoke. Aron was going to say something but fled with the two boys when they saw that the man was a cop. 

I could barely sleep that night. I was terrified. I returned to school the next morning only to hear rumors about what happened last night. The whole student knew. They knew I was almost raped but they blamed me.

I was at fault for dressing provocatively when the only type of clothing I had were jeans and a t-shirt. The rumors were so bad that I stopped coming to the campus.

“Let’s go in, my parents will soon arrive,” Eric said bringing me out of my thoughts. I quickly wiped the lone tear that escaped from my eyes before he could see it.

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The document was right before me. Eric had signed it and it was my turn to do it. I was having second thoughts about the whole thing. 

What if I put the wrong name and signature and escape from here? It's not like they'll find out... right?

I erased that thought from my mind. He would have found out everything about me. Since I reached this stage, I knew there was nothing I could do. I signed the papers, and we did other formalities before we went home. 

“My child, if you ever need anything, make sure you let me know. I will get it for you. And if he ever troubles you, just come to me or your dad here, and we’ll deal with him.” Eric’s Mom said pointing to Eric.

Eric's parents seemed nice. But why would they want me to marry their son? So many questions ran through my head, but I pushed them all aside. It doesn’t matter. I’m here now. I doubt I'll be staying here for long. Even if I didn't want to admit it, I'm getting way too comfortable with these people and it's making me scared.

I was alone with Eric. It was so awkward; I didn't know what to do or say. So many stupid questions ran through my head. Questions like; were we going to do the thing married couples do? Would he share the bed with me or was he still going to sleep on the sofa?

I was brought out of my thoughts when I heard the restroom door jam. I quickly looked in that direction and was too stunned to speak. He looked so good with his... onetwothreefourfivesixseveneieght...eight...OMG eight packs abs. 

He had a TV star body. It looked better with water dripping from his hair down to his hip...OMG, his hip...he just had a towel on his hip. 

I was drooling over him...I've never drooled over a guy before and here I am drooling for this man...this man who is meant to be my hus...no, he is my husband. Oh, my goodness! I'm married to this man! This gorgeous-looking human.

"Hey! Abigail! Are you okay?" I heard his voice bringing me out of my thoughts.

"Umm...yes...I'm fine" I said, getting up from where I was sitting. “I’ll go shower now,”

I came out of the shower just to realize there was no towel around and foolish me didn't bring any towel with me. I was stuck naked and didn't know what to do. 

Suddenly, a foolish thought came to me; what if I just walked out there like this and let him see me? Will he drool, or would he want to touch...shhhhhh...ewww...what am I even thinking? He is a stranger.

"Get a hold of yourself Abi, you're not so dirty minded" I scolded myself. 

Just then I spotted the dress I had taken off before having a shower. I put it on and slowly opened the door to check if he was within view. As I didn't see him, I briskly walked out of the restroom and grabbed a towel and my nightgown. 

After I was done, I went to the little luggage I came with and removed my laptop. I sat on the bed and opened my email to see if I had any from work. As I didn't see any mail from work, I closed the laptop and was about to lie down when I remembered I hadn't mentioned anything about my work.

I put off the light and fully lay on the bed deciding to speak to him about it tomorrow. I need to collect my nerves and prepare for whatever he might say tomorrow. After all, my da… Andras said he wouldn’t want me working. 

My eyes were closed trying to fall asleep when I felt a weight next to me. 

"Wha-what ar-are you doing?” I asked as I sprung up from the bed.