Song: Numb by Linkin Park
I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
I don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
Become so tired, so much more aware
By becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
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ELIJAH'S POV
To say that I'm shocked by her straightforwardness would be an understatement. I never thought that instead of hiding the real reason, she would accept it so boldly and will have the audacity to be actually proud of it.
She's different from other girls and not in a good way. All the past experience I've had with girls, which is quite a lot, they've always wanted me because of money and fame but also they wanted me for me, too, I've seen them wanting me, my attention, craving for me even if it's just a piece of me. But with this one, she's something else. For the first time, a girl wants nothing to do with me and is openly accepting that it's all about money and fame, and is willing to get married to me as well. She made it sound like a business deal. Suddenly, all the gold diggers I've ever come across feels like a saint in front of this one.
I made a decision then and there. Business deal it is then. Just wait until we get to the end of it, it won't be pretty because I deal on my own terms and conditions. She doesn't know she's dealing with a ruthless devil and I never lose, I won't this time either.
"Let's go back, they're waiting for us at lunch" I stood up and started walking, not giving her the chance to finish the coffee.
On our way back, I kept moving ahead of her as if she's not tugging behind me, though I heard her mumbling saying 'some host I am', I can feel her rolling her eyes. I only slowed down my pace when we were near our dads.
"Ah, here you guys are," dad said as we slid in on our previous places. I can see the curiosity on their faces.
"Aren't you both back early, is everything alright?" her dad said worriedly as we came back earlier than expected.
"Yes, dad. All everything is fine, nothing to worry about," I saw the girl put her hand on her dad's hand when he seemed rather shocked by her answer. She assured him with her eyes and he nodded in return but I can see the skepticism on his face.
"We're glad, right Zach?" Dad asked his friend with a triumphant smile and he again nodded in the same way.
"Did you like the hotel, sweetie, was he a good tourist?" dad asked her and laughed at his own joke.
She suddenly looked towards me, her eyes a clear giveaway of her thoughts that how much of an asshole I was to her. My eyes challenged her to voice her thoughts, still hoping that maybe now she'll tell everyone that this insanity has to stop. She was the first one to break eye contact. She turned towards her dad and saw his worried face, her eyes softened automatically.
"Your hotel is a masterpiece, Mr... I mean, Uncle. It's one of the best architectures I've witnessed. Everything is just perfect." I can see the truth in her word that she actually really liked it. For some reason, I felt really proud that she liked it.
Her eyes widened like someone threw ice-cold water on her when dad revealed that in fact, I am the one who designed it and that this is amongst the world's top ten hotel architectures. I unknowingly smirked a little at her shocked reactions. After staring at me unbelievably, she nervously looked away.
Not much discussion was made as we all had food. Just dad initiating a talk here and there. His friend seemed nervous throughout and not like someone who's about to hit the jackpot, he's not even eating properly and if I'm not wrong he's even sweating a little.
His daughter on the other hand is a completely different story.
She's completely consumed in eating her over creamy, over cheesy steak(isn't she worried about her figure?) as if our lives are not on a brink of falling apart, as if getting married to a stranger is the least of her worries. What a hoe!
Lunch ended and came up the most dreaded part.
The signing up of the contract.
The contract for a collaborative business merger between our companies and marriage between both the heirs, i.e I and her so that we can't try to break it off.
Anyone from a mile away can observe the tension as we all signed our lives away. I looked at her for the last time in hopes that maybe we can stop this and saw her brimming with excitement.
This excitement won't last for long, I'll make sure of it. Enjoy while it lasts because I'll make you regret the day we met. I made a promise to myself and signed the papers that I didn't know will change my life upside down.
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At night, I once again found myself in my club in a VIP lounge trying to drink my misery away after having another fight with dad.
He wants us to get married in a week! That's right, a week... A FUCKING WEEK!
I don't know what's wrong with him if he's even my dad anymore or not. Is this a joke of some kind or a punishment? I asked him today what wrong have I ever done for him to do this to me; he didn't answer. I asked him what's the reason that he wants me to get married like this; he didn't answer this either, just said that it doesn't matter and that it's for the best.
Best, best for whom?
That motherfucking greedy friend of his and his gold digger daughter!
I drank another shot as the anger once again raged in me. The desire to kill someone has never been this tempting. Never in my life, I've ever felt this helpless and that too because of some girl.
Hannah Evans, I will destroy you and that's a promise!
I drowned myself in alcohol, ignoring the girls that are touching me, trying to catch my attention so I can fuck their minds out just for a night. I randomly selected a girl and stood up to take her upstairs with me when I saw something or rather someone.
It was her.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: no author's note since I have no explanation to even describe why there was such a delay in the update.
But still, if you ask...
LIFE IS HARD.
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