Serilda
"Remember that you have to act like you are deeply and madly in love with me," I said looking at his reflection in the mirror as I styled my hair. Erik's eyes shot up to look at mine as he adjusted his tie. I could see the sadness turning to anger in his eyes.
"You remember your promise and I will take care of mine," he haughtily replied looking at me. Rather than replying to him, I concentrated on the task in hand of styling my hair. Fifteen minutes later I was ready all the time while Erik was galloping down the mini bar as much he could.
"Let's go," I order walking towards the door.
"I'm not your servant," he shoots up.
"Dearest husband shall we please go," I speak in sickly sweet voice and ends up with him glaring at me. Nothing new in my life I should say. Well not for too long.
Everyone had arrived today and as a part to get to know each other a party was being held. It was really a good idea because I really would like to know everyone, most probably again. The gossip would be just too lovely. Erik's warm hand around my waist startled me. I looked up at him while we kept on walking.
"It's just for pretense," he said giving me a sideways glance. I halted forcing him to stop too. I looked into his eyes only to find determination there. Only if he could have the same determination in his eyes to give me ever a chance to explain it wouldn't have come to this. I wouldn't have become this woman filled with anger and hunger for revenge. Rubbing my thumb over my red lips I smeared some off on his lips.
"Now that makes us look so in love, doesn't it?" I said and his hands went to rub it off of him.
"You wipe it away and I will wipe away my promise," I told him showing him all my teeth's letting him know that I wasn't bluffing. However, he did it anyway. He was just taking me for granted again.
"There's a limit to my suppressing, Serilda. Don't try to bend me to the point that I break and I lose all of my control," he grated out. All the love was love between us and this was what I wanted in reality. I wanted him to make me break my promise. It was needed because if I went by the promise I would have to abide by his rules which would really be not any good for my plan.
"Let's enjoy the show then," I told and walked away only to find Chyna on the way.
"Hey, it's nice to see you again," I greeted in a cheerful manner.
"It is," she replied back with a smile that didn't reach her eyes.
"Everything alright?" I asked with curiosity.
"Yeah," her replies were short and her eyes didn't meet mine. My sister would surely have loved to fill in her ears against me. She just makes everything more exciting
"You are going to the party, right?" I asked.
"I'm," came a short reply.
"May I join you then?"
"Sure, but where is your husband?" she looked around for him but I knew it well he wouldn't be here.
"He said to go ahead. He will be there in the minute and the world says woman taken more time," I chuckled to which she laughed.
"Then let's go," she said and I was sure that she was holding herself back. I just wondered as we walked side by side that what kind of lies were fed to her against me by Serena.
As we entered the party the first person I saw was the beautiful bride to be with my mother fussing over her and why not she was her only daughter because I was never really a one. The incessant chatting came to a halt for a second as everyone's eyes snapped to me and Chyna. Chyna walked towards her family while everyone's eyes were on me. Even my parents and the couples that were busy dancing. It made me feel like God. It seemed really good to have all the attention on me for the first time. One thing I was sure that none of them were happy to see me besides those old ladies of the age of mother who were so good at gossiping. I was going to give them a lot of gossips to do about when all this was over. A hand brushed against mine and an arm snaked around my waist. I knew it was, Erik.
I gave everyone my dazzling fake smile and everyone got back to whatever shit they were busy discussing. I moved towards where my dearest sister was with my mother right beside her and father not so far away. There wasn't a change expression on his face at seeing me. Well, it wasn't like he ever had cared much. He was the missing father whop I had never had. Whereas on the other hand I could feel the anger rolling out of my mother but it didn't stop me. It never would. Her anger was nothing compared to what I was going through.
"Good evening, Serena. You look so beautiful in this dress," I greeted and lied. It wasn't the fault of the dress. It was just that she could wear the costliest and the most beautiful dress in the world but for my eyes, she would always be the ugly person she was from the inside. There wasn't going to be anything that could change that.
"Thank you, Serilda," she replied with her eyes set on Erik and where his hand rested on my waist.
"It was nice of both you to attend," my mother, Amelia spoke from beside her.
"How could I not have come? It's my sister's wedding and moreover, I had to know that by how much I would have to up my game," I said making their eyes go wide.
"What do you mean that?" my mother whisper yelled.
"Oh please, excuse me, I didn't mean in that way. What I meant was that I wanted to know that how I could make mine and Erik's ceremony a better hit than this one's going to be," I told while looking sweetly towards my dearest husband.
"What ceremony?" Serena asked while looking at Erik.
"I did tell you, didn't I? You must have forgotten in all these wedding preparations. But no problem I will tell again, Erik and I are going to renew our marriage vows soon enough and we want to have a big ceremony and party so that we could tell the whole how much we love each other and how close we are. Don't we dear?" I asked looking up at my husband. Whose hold on my wait tightened to the point where it hurt. Placing my hand over his on my waist I dig nails on his finger to remind him that everything was in my hands.
"Yes, that we do," he said placing a fake smile and kissing my cheek. It was just like Erik buttering me up for not to hurt her darling, Serena. His eyes couldn't meet hers and the anger in them made me generously happy.
"Good evening, Dad," I greeted him with a small hope that he would just give me something more than a nod. But he didn't. All I got was the same old nod like he gave to all the strangers in the party. I was a stranger to him and always will be and I didn't know why it hurt. It broke the little child inside me and her hopes. It shattered her memories and the hopes she had that she would ever have a father. If I was just worth a nod then he was worth nothing when it comes to me. He was dead to me so I won't be caring about what he does, says, or which daughter she loves or when he dies. When it comes to him it didn't matter it never will.
"Please, excuse me," Serena excused herself with anger and tears welled up in her eyes. My mother followed her to wherever it was. My good guess would be the washroom. I sat down on the chair near my father while he looked at the rest of the party but I could tell from his face that he wasn't at ease with me being there. Erik decided to sit beside me rather than wandering around. I was sure that it was just to make sure that I didn't do anything to jeopardize this wedding. He could glue him to me and he still couldn't stop what was coming for all.
"It's a beautiful party, isn't it Dad?" I asked making him turn my way. What I once again got was a nod.
"Serena would be the most beautiful bride wouldn't she be?" All I got was a nod from him again.
"Nathaniel is the one for her, isn't it?" He nods again this time looking at the party.
"You are going to miss her, aren't you?" He nods without a glance at me.
"Do you think the history is going to repeat itself?" I ask and he nods before going rigid. I want to give a full blown out laugh but I control myself. Erik goes rigid beside me and I could feel the anger rolling off him but he couldn't do a damn thing about it even if he wanted.
"I think so too," I said before getting up and walking away from them with their mouths agape. There was nothing lovelier than what I was doing. I walked to the bar and ordered myself for the hardest stuff they had. Basically, being this close to my family was unbearable but I had to do it because I really couldn't let myself sister living the luxurious life of love and everything based on pure lies she had spread. I looked at the crowd and found eyes on me but none of them came forward to talk. Not even my smiles were returned back. Serena's lies have destroyed me completely. It felt like I had done a crime that was inhumane and made me a monster. The worst part was that I had done nothing I was the victim who was suffering and the real monster was out there mingling with them and for whom they have come.
"How are you?" Drawn out of my thoughts I looked up at who it was. Nathaniel stood there with his back towards the crowd and face to the bar. His face wasn't turned my way. It felt like that he was like everyone else, like the crowd out there who judged me based on lies.
"The same, way you are," I replied looking at him but he never turned towards me. I should have been angry but when I looked at him, I melted. Being close to him or seeing him stirred something inside of me which was so out of understanding for me. It wasn't love, attraction or lust. It felt like something different. Taking his drink, he gulped it down in one go and stared at the empty glass.
"I'm lost," he said turning to me. His eyes were sad.
"Are you?" he asked me. I chuckled at his question.
"I have been lost for so long that I don't even know what being lost feels like," his lips turned up slightly at my answer.
"You aren't lost, you know," I told him. "You are sad, confused and hungry for something you desire," I whispered in his ears. Stepping back, I gave him a mischievous smile to which he just shook his head.
"Anything interesting, you talking about Serilda," Erik interrupted us with his angry eyes and fake smile. Nathaniel's eyes went to him and he assessed Erik as if he was his competitor which was actually true. Erik loved Serena and he was marrying Serena while on another hand it was me who was married to Erik but he desired for.
"Not at all. I was just telling him how he should be beware of the gossipers in here. After all staying off their radar is the best option," I fed Erik some rubbish and gave one of my dazzling fake smiles. Erik looked at me with doubtful eyes to which I just smiled, the only thing I was in my life good at.
"Oh, then I wasn't interrupting something important. I was coming to ask you for a dance," Erik told looking at Nathaniel who was watching the exchange with angry eyes. I wanted him to feel this anger, to feel the jealousy because seeing him with Serena will surely make me feel so.
"Sure," I replied to Erik while my eyes were on Nathaniel. He watched me as Erik led me to the dance floor and it made me feel happy, content.
"He isn't your husband, I'm," Erik spoke making me turn to him. We were on the dance floor, with his one arm around my waist and another holding me as we waltzed.
"You are my husband only in the eyes of this society, Erik. I have been reminded again and again that in reality you are never going be what a husband really is," I whisper yelled at him with a smile on my lips for the others to see.
"And I may add I never want you to be one. Neither I want you to be your wife nor you to be my husband. As soon as this wedding is done with you can go on your way as you always do," I told him. He just looked at me more like stared at me as I had spoken in some language he had no idea of.
"What?" I asked as he kept on staring at me.
"What you speak is too good to be true," he replies with no emotions in his voice.
"Believe whatever you want. I have no energy left inside of me to try to make you believe about anything," I looked around as I said this when I saw my father dancing with my mother and our bride to be with her groom to be. I felt awestruck when Nathaniel's eyes connected with mine. He was looking at me and I just wanted to be lost in him. Whenever he was near and looking with all sincerity in his eyes my soul was drawn to him. He affected me to a level no one ever did. Why and what he was to me affected me? How he affected me to such a level scared me because it made me want to step out of who I really was. It commanded me to be myself, to be real me, to walk out of my comfort zone and let him lead the way.
"May I cut in," a voice cut in making me blink away from him. Erik turned around and after giving a brief smile walked away. I stood there in shock to see who it was. It was too hard to believe.
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