The Contract

Chapter 8

Maybe I wanted to smile at him every time he came from work, maybe I wanted to chew his ears off like I used to with my parents, maybe I do want a normal marriage after all

i shook my head at him instead of saying anything because his proximity was a lot to handle.

"Allison this only works if you talk to me, if you don't say anything I am going to assume just like you assumed that I was being a hoe in the city"

A soft giggle escapes my lips hearing him refer to himself as a hoe.

"You were being a hoe, weren't you?" I ask finally

"No, Allison I was there on business" he says

"And you expect me to believe that, believe that you were gone for 15 days and not back in town"

"I got back last night" he says

"You weren't home though, you stayed god knows where exchanging all kinds of bodily fluids with some girl" I say looking in his eyes, that were filled with amusement

"The only fluids being exchanged between me and a girl"

"See so there were fluids exchanged, you know you don't have to go out and cheat on me. Yes I know I haven't been the best wife or even a friend to you but this isn't right. Its like me going outside and having sex with people and coming home pretending like nothing happened. Or even better leaving for weeks and ignoring your messages at all times"

"Shhh quiet" he places his finger on my lip making me shut up

"I came home last night and was at the office until Jaxson texted me about you going to the club"

"So you can reply to him but not me, do you even know how many messages I sent you" I ask moving his finger away from my lips

"I do apologize for not replying"

"What if I was hurt?" I don't know why I asked him that

"You weren't, I took updates from Jaxson"

"Why didn't you just marry Jaxson then?" I could feel anger rushing through my veins again

"Allison what is this about? What is it that you want from me?" He asks

"Im not saying that you have to pretend to be happy and be all lovey dovey with me" I whisper looking down

"Then what is it that you need?" He asks

"I understand this was a deal to you"

"Wasn't it to you?" He asks

"No it wasn't, you know Alex in all of this I am the only one who suffered and im not trying to play the victim card, I don't need to but being caged in this penthouse for a month has had me pulling on my hair. I want to go out with my friends, go meet my parents, go roam around in the park"

"When have I stopped you from going anywhere Allison? I have always said take Jaxson with and go anywhere you wish to"

"You haven't stopped me but when my parents call they ask about you, when my friend text they ask about you, about us and I can't lie to them anymore. I cannot pretend like im happy and in love with you when it is rather the opposite. My mama who used to ask about me, she starts the conversation asking about you and ends it with take care of Alex. Dad calls to ask how we are doing and we have planned any locations for our honeymoon. Your parents Alex, they are the sweetest and they call to see if we are starting to become friends and I lie. I lie to them all saying everything is good. I tell them how happy we are and how we cook together sometimes and read books together. I know im pathetic but I can't bring myself up to tell them that we are nothing" I could feel my throat closing a little

i lean my head down a little so he won't see me crying, but instead his hand tugged on my hair as he caressing my hair guiding my head on his shoulder

"Allison"

"Alex I know, you wanted to get married because you wanted this company and that was the condition but I am stuck" I whisper

"You decided you wanted to do this Allison, I never forced you to. I simply told you that you will agree becasue I knew you'd find the contract one day"

"You are right" I whisper

I took a huge breath stepping away from him.

"My grandparents are coming in the morning tomorrow, you will need to shift in my room till they stay" he says

"Why?" I ask

"Because they are those typical grandparents" I nodded knowing my grandparents would probably suspect something too if him and I were staying in different rooms

He left my room while I showered and got in bed. I felt awful, almost like a single pebble in an ocean. It didn't matter how hard I tried to keep myself happy and feed my Brain words that I'm fine and happy, I was wrong. I wasn't happy, I was miserable.