《Her Plan (Fake marriage) #Wattys2018》After...
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Blaze's Pov:
My hand hurts. I am still seething with anger. My family has gone insanely soft. Alexa is being cold. Bryan crossed the line and the cars in front of me won't move. I am still driving us home. I couldn't bear the way he stared at her, how he freely suggested intimate things about her, how he winked and smirked at her. I am mad at her, still. Yet Bryan's rude kind of actions turned me way more possessive and protective of her.
Along the way, I refused to talk to her. I didn't want to look her way either. She caused me enough mess. Tomorrow, surely I will be on the front cover of some magazine, not for one news only but for two; an adoptions out of the blue and a punch of jealousy. Questions will echo and multiply to no end...Why did I even get myself into such mess, into such marriage?
The red light still blinked in front of me. I tried to keep my eyes on it. I didn't want to look her way because she holds some kind of power on me. She can either calm my nerves or anger me beyond all limits. She can control my mood like no other and a simple kiss of her smooth lips convinced me to do the inconcevable...I took that baby with us allowing him to invade the hearts of my parents. I even claimed to be his father. Dammit, Alexa and her plans are rooting themselves truly in my family and life even though I never signed up for such things.
Hearing her sigh made my stubborn thoughts evaporate. My head just turned its way to see her leaning on the glass window as Austin played with one of her curls. Alexa was looking far away as if burdened with tones of troubles. I , at that moment, couldn't but feel the same. Before the party, I was making distance between us. At the party, I defended her and turned possessive. After the party, I just want to go back to my old life, with no Alexa or Austin or anything...I miss my friends being mine only. I miss being wild and carefree...I was never made to marry and start a home.
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"Green" Alexa mumbled then shut her eyes and the echoing sound of cars woke me out of my thoughts.
The twenty minutes ride to our home felt like a century. As my car's roars died announcing our arrival, Alexa ran inside not looking my way at all. I know that she is introverted and all but she cannot act hurt and angry when I am the one who will be trashed in every magazine tomorrow.
"I told you to keep him home. If you agreed nothing would have happened, not the punch , not the freaking confrontation, not even that kiss." I yelled at Alexa as soon as she came out of her room alone dressed in one of her pajamas.
"You shouldn't have punched him." She replied after a minute and I felt my anger multiplying.
"Yeah why punch a guy when he is clearly harassing my wife." I mocked
"Fake wife." Alexa corrected " I am also more than capable of defending myself."
"You know what? F*** the both of you." I cursed seeing her eyes double in size and her cheeks getting redder. I didn't even give her a chance to talk back , as I walked back to my room slamming the door loudly.
***After three days***
Since that day , Alexa disappeared from my sight. She still lives under the same roof however she is always locked in inside her room. I can hear her singing to Austin at times or hear him whimper or cry but it never lasted for more than five minutes. Our once full home became an empty house again. My friends never came to visit. It is like Alexa told them to step back. Luca comes each other day and just stays for an hour or so then leaves. I asked him about her and he surprisingly replied nicely. She is okay just having an extreme case of introversion and will come out once she feels recharged again, at least that what he said. She still cooks and keeps the house clean. She took a two months leave since she adopted Austin and is still is on vacation. I tried to come home at unexpected hours but I never caught up with her. I truly do miss her but I have no courage to walk to her door.
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After clearing my thoughts and controlling my anger, I regretted cursing her. I knew the kiss and my talk about it must have hurt her too. I did my own wrongs too and was waiting for Luca or my friends to give me hell but no one did...My friends were back to being distant and everywhere. I never noticed how Alexa and Austin brought my group together...Sighing I wished that somehow such situation will just work itself out and bring easiness and warmth back into our lives.
"Blaze" the breathless voice that I knew well enough uttered and I nearly jumped in surprise. My head turned rapidly her way to make sure that my imagination is no playing a sick game on me. There she stood by my couch, dressed in one of her huge t-shirts. The latter only covered half of her thighs and its neck dropped loosely giving a glimpse of her tattoo. Her hair was gathered in a messy bun and her eyes looked as warm as they used to be. Did god really fulfill my wish this easily?
"I miss you." I hushed and unthinkingly stood and hugged her close to me.
"Please, let go." Alexa mumbled pushing back a little and I felt hurt for some reason.
"I am sorry about cursing you. I tried to tell you before but I never caught up with you. I even came back earlier than usual " I announced sincerely watching her blush at our closeness.
"It is okay. I kind of became a night owl that's why we never crossed roads. I must deeply sorry too. I stepped my boundaries but I am stepping back. I am the one that should feel guilty for invading your life. I was taught better but loosing my family's strict rules I kind of went wild on you. " She mumbled shyly not looking at me
"Stepping back, as in locking yourself away from me and sleeping all day?" I questioned as my hand reached under her chin and titled her head up so our eyes can connect. I missed how her eyes used to calm and tease me at times. I truly do miss her.
"As in retreating from your group of friends, your house and life. I brought enough mess upon you already." She explained back and I can swear that tears gathered in her eyes , just one more second and they would flood out.
"But.." I tried to argue yet she shook her head in denial.
"Austin and I are going to travel away,for some time. You can go back to your old life. Have fun, this is my way to apologize to you. You can even start up the divorce papers." She declared and I never felt such a wincing pain clutching heart like now.
"You don't have to...Lexi I don't...You cannot"I tried to gather up some sentences but all words failed me.
"I booked the tickets already and I informed my parents and yours. You won't have to go through their unending questions." She smiled a little at the end and I still couldn't process what she was saying. I am to be left alone without her or Austin...I am to be left free to live like my bachelor old-self but why am I in a traumatizing pain?
"Where?" I questioned densely
"Sorry, but that is my own secret." she murmured
"When?" I felt the need to know all details and I would make sure to call luca for all details.
"Tomorrow at dawn." she replied shocking me even more.
"Lexi, you cannot" I tried to argue again feeling on verge of tears. Since when did I need her this much?
"I will miss you. Say goodbye to all." she said as she threw herself on me in a tight short hug then ran her way to her room leaving me rooted. What just happened?
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