Get Me Married

Chapter 32

Chapter 32: The truth and the eyes

Jordan glared at me from across the room and I glared at him back.

Something went wrong, something happened and somehow I had lost the battle this time. Whatever it was, I had no idea what it was that went wrong and I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact that the recording I had listened to on my phone suddenly disappeared. I mean, if the disc at the station got corrupted, how the hell would the recording on my phone just disappeared.

Not to talk of the kidnappers, how could they changed their words? They blamed everything on me and for a while there I just lost all my cool and sanity but I recalled who I was dealing with. Samantha Brandon was capable of kidnap, she was capable of treating me the way she did without a care in the world, I was sure she was capable of bribery and worse.

“Not only are you a deceiver, you would stoop so low as to frame Sam” his voice came into my ears, sounding calm and yet heart piercing.

“I am none of those” I said to him boldly.

“And yet a liar. I will so wish to throw you out of my house and out of my life” he said coldly and I scoffed. I had the boldness to scoff.

“You wanted me out of your way from the beginning you fucking bastard” I blurted out and his muscles tensed. I stared at his hands and he literally folded his hands into a fist. I looked into his eyes and showed him I was angry as well as he was. His eyes were dark and they really pierced into mine.

“I hate being here as well. You think I want all this, your money, your name. I want none of it because I don’t care about it do you hear me” I yelled at him.

“My life was perfectly fine if not for my sister’s illness” I said and felt my heart burn with tears at the thought of all I had lost in other to be a stupid Chase

“I would do anything possible to go back to my old life than be your wife Jordan but I can’t because my parents signed a stupid contract that changed everything” I added and felt the tears burn the back of my eyes terribly. I was finding it hard to keep them in.

“I mean why would I want a life that is as miserable as this. My husband doesn’t care that I was kidnapped neither does he care that I was almost raped, he doesn’t care that I don’t sleep neither does he even care about the fact that I keep saying that his slut was the master mind behind my kidnap.. I was poor alright but I loved my life and no amount of your money would give me that” I added and for a second there I thought his eyes suddenly dimmed.

He said nothing, he kept quiet and the tears that clouded my eyes finally fell. But I wiped it off as quickly because I didn’t want to be seen vulnerable any more. But somehow I understood Jordan. If I was in his shoes I would probably act worse than he was, he loved Samantha and that could easily blind some one.

“You care about Sam too much you know, when you finally find out the truth about her, I hope

you would be able to bare the pain” I simply said not knowing why I would feel sorry for him.

He was always hurting me, always wanting to cause me pain and would never care about me in the least. I really shouldn’t be worried about him and I knew that in my head but some how I felt that love was the only thing making him dumb and stupid. My heart reached out to him in a weird way while he just stood there and looked at me. Then it was my turn to go mute.

I expected some sort of beating or hitting, scolding or yelling, I expected his threats and even expected him to hurt me but he didn’t. He stood like a rock and just stared at me like I was something or someone he was seeing for the first time. I stared back at him but when I couldn’t hold it anymore, I

broke from the gaze and cleared my throat. That brought him out of the trance he was at and he looked away. Without saying a word, he turned to the door and opened it but he paused and turned to me.

“What happened wasn’t supposed to. I am sorry you went through that” he said and my mouth opened in bewilderment. Jordan Chase apologized for some thing, that was the first and it was surprising

When he left, I inhaled in relief and crashed myself on the bed exhausted. But I picked up my phone and dialled mom Leona’s number, she needed to know what was happening.

I walked into Jordan’s mansion and glared at the maids that stared at me without fear just like the guards had been staring. It was awkward and it felt terrible to be looked down on in such a way. I was excited when I got out of that hell hole, it was a relief because for a moment there, I actually thought Genesis won. But she didn’t and that was exactly why I was back at that house.

I walked towards the stairs as my phone rang. I beamed at the caller and picked the call.

“Darling” I said with a wide smile spread across my face.

“Sam, it’s nice knowing you are not crying anymore” he said and I smirked.

“Yes and that’s all thanks to you. Thank you so much for everything you did, I don’t know how I would have….”

“Shhhh” he shushed me before I could say any thing more.

“You know I would do anything for you right?” He said and my smile widened.

“When I return, promise me you are going to see me” he added and I smirked.

“Ofcourse I will see you. Have I ever failed in such a task?” I asked and he chuckled.

“Naughty girl you still remain” he said and I bit my lower lips as I remembered how much I had missed him.

“Well, talk later” he said and I hung up.

I beamed at myself till I got to the master’s bedroom and decided to have a bath first. I stinked of that hell hole and wanted to wash the stink off of me first.

After bathing, I changed and relaxed on the bed before the door opened and Jordan came walking in. I immediately got up and walked towards him before wrapping my hands around his shoulders for a hug. He stiffened at my touch and I knew something was wrong.

I shut my eyes tightly and remained at my studies as I tried to comprehend all that happened and all that she had to say. For a moment there, I believed Sam was actually the master mind behind her kidnap. She had all fingers pointing at her, I was scared out of my mind, I was scared that I really didn’t know Samantha then, how could I have know her if she was capable of kidnap? I felt my heart tearing into pieces at the thought alone, I felt my heart breaking as we rode over to the station but I was good at hiding my feelings so it was never visible. But when the kidnappers had said that they were promised to be set free if they called Samantha as the culprit by my wife. Relieve washed all over me and at the same time some thing snapped inside of me and I just wanted to kill the person responsible for everything. I was so angry at the fact that Sam had to be accused and sent to jail without bail, I was so angry, that her name was almost ruined and more still, I was pissed that my heart was at the verge of breaking because I felt stupid and blinded by love.

I swear I was going to hurt her as I had promised that I would, I really was going to hurt her. I groaned and shut my eyes to think, but when ever I closed my eyes to think, I saw those blue eyes of hers staring back at me with so much truth and sincerity and boldness in them. Her eyes reflected everything she felt and I wasn’t sure she knew it even. Her anger, her happiness, her fear, her panic, her boldness and her truth. I have never seen so much sincerity in my life but yet I didn’t want to accept

it. How could I accept that she could be that sincere when she had manipulated me into marrying her. I spoke with her on phone and she made me believe she was Sam, she made me believe I was getting married to the woman of my dreams. How could I believe what such a woman was going to say to me?,

But those eyes made things more difficult for me. She said so much and cried even and I was left between following what my heart told me was the truth and the truth I saw in her eyes and following the truth I knew from the onset.

“You care about Sam too much you know, when you finally find out the truth about her, I hope you would be able to bare the pain”

Those words came back to me like a sword piercing through an armor. She cared about my pain even when I pretended that I care less about her.

“Could she have been saying the truth? Would Sam really do this?” I asked myself and with that I got up from my sit and went over to the master’s bedroom.

Sam ran to me the moment she saw me and her touch irritated my skin for some reasons.

“Thank you for coming for me” she said immediately and held me tighter.

“I didn’t know what I would have done if you had not showed up” she cried and quivered against my body. Her tears broke my resolve and I wrapped my hands around her, seeing her in pain never sets well with me.

“Shhhh” I shushed her and ran my hands through her hair..

“I told you I would come for you, didn’t i?” I asked and she gave me a nod and pulled away from the hug. Tears were freely flowing down her cheeks and she tried her best to control them.

“All fingers were pointing at me, every one thought I did it. I thought you would believe them but thankfully……” She sniffed and cried harder.

“I don’t know what I would have done if you didn’t believe me” she wrapped her hands around me and cried more and I held her close and tried holding her tighter. Then she pulled away and

stared into my eyes.

“I can rot in jail for anything and I wouldn’t be affected you know. As far as you are there with me and you believe that I am innocent then I will be fine in jail” she said.

As she spoke and cried, my heart melted like ice, turning into water but I stared right back into her eyes in search of the truth. I wanted to see the sincerity I have always seen in the eyes of my wife. But as she spoke, I saw nothing, absolutely nothing. To a point, the tears no longer flowed but she continued sniffing. Her eyes showed no sincerity or maybe it was because they were not as blue.

“Can I ask you something?” I asked and she blinked rapidly and gave me a nod.

I took her hands and led her to the bed, I gestured for her to sit and I sat beside her. I stared at her for a while and she looked away nervously. Infact her entire body became nervous as I stared at her and that only made more questions pop into my head.

“Did you really kidnap her?” I asked and her eyes snapped at me. I expected to see disbelief or anger or surprise. I was her lover and anyone would react that way if they were in her shoes but she didn’t react that way. She was shocked and fear suddenly overwhelmed her. She looked away from me and turned back to me after a while, that was when I saw the anger and disbelief I thought I would see at first.

“How could you?” She said angrily.

My heart dropped and the words my wife said came back to me.

I closed my eyes so I could sleep, I needed to sleep for I had not been sleeping for days. But sleep didn’t come. I was so exhausted and tired and my body literally cried for sleep but my eyes remained unmoved. I groaned and got up from the bed. I checked the time and it was past two, yet I was wide awake. I felt like crying and calling my mom but I knew I wasn’t a child anymore.

I got up in annoyance and wore my robe before going downstairs. It was quiet and dark, why wouldn’t it be when it was past two. Everyone was asleep and the house was bound to be as quiet as a grave yard. I came down the stairs and walked over to the kitchen, I took a bottle of water and gulped it in. I was literally trying everything I could to sleep and water was a helping hand back then when I was in college. I stood at the kitchen for a while and the memories of what happened the previous day came back slowly to me. I felt so much anger towards Samantha and so much pity for Jordan. I sighed and shook my head to ward off the thoughts.

“Open your eyes soon Jordan. If not for anything else, at least for yourself. Tiana thinks you are too cute to be so dumb” I blurted out and smiled at myself before turning to the door.

I screamed when my eyes came in contact with Jordan. He stood at the door and stared at me with his normal unreadable reaction.

“I am dumb ..?” He repeated what I said and my heart sunk. Of all the time to be in trouble, it couldn’t be in the kitchen where weapons were kept and not so late at night where no one would come to my aid.

“No………. didn’t mean it that way” I stuttered and he smirked.

My heart skipped at the way his lips twitched and I couldn’t help but gape at him. He was so fucking breath taking, something I never noticed because he was always glaring at me.

“Why are you up so late?” He asked and brought me out of my thought.

“Uhmmm…I can’t sleep” I said and his eyes narrowed at me and down to what I was putting on. I looked away embarrassed at myself.

“Come on, it’s late” he simply said and moved away from the door. I walked past him hastily and ran to my room. I fell on the bed the moment I got to my room and breathed out loudly with relief while I cursed inwardly. Then I tried one more time and sleep came.

But just as always…his eyes pieced into mine and he grabbed my thighs and pulled me to a lying position while I pleaded for him to let go. But he laughed wickedly as always and I screamed and jumped out of my sleep panting. Tears filled my eyes at the fact that the same dream hunted me every night making me so scared of sleeping. My bladder felt like it would explode and I immediately ran to the bathroom to ease myself. Then I came out and sat back on my bed and held a pillow tightly to my chest. When my eyes narrowed at a figure standing beside my door. I was going to scream but he walked closer to my bed.

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