Blair woke up to the awful sound of clatters around her. She grabbed her pillow placing it over her head. "Get away Samantha! I don't have the time for your rubbish today."
"Who is Samantha?" A deep voice asked.
Blair's eyes flew open, as she jumped up, hitting her head with something as equally strong. "Fuck!" She cursed, falling back on the bed as she grabbed hold of her forehead. "What the..." The rest were words in a strange language even she didn't know. She looked up to find a groaning Dylan also holding to his forehead as he sent her an ugly look. "What's your problem!" She fired. "Where are you watching me sleep?"
"What's my problem? You're the one with the Iron man head and I wasn't watching you sleep..." He eyed her. "Why are your eyes red and puffed up?"
Blair frowned looking away from him. "None of your business," she muttered. "What are you doing in my room?"
He took a step back. "This is not your room Blair. I suggest you pack your things out before Donna comes back and finds you here."
"Donna?"
"My help. This is her room and you shouldn't be here. You know you could have asked for a room, instead of just barging in here like you own the place. Now if you're done drooling, get your things and...Clara has made breakfast, go watch your face before you come down." With that, he turned to walk out, but then stopped just at the door. "Also, the doors to every other room are locked, the only one available is mine so that's where you would be sleeping this night."
"Not going to happen, no way am I going to share a room with you."
"Fine, then I hope you'll enjoy your time sleeping on the couch tonight. By the time I get back from work, I want you out of here."
Blair eyed his back as he walked away. She stayed still, not planning on moving till he had left. The moment he was gone, she quickly rolled out of bed. "Asshole," she muttered as she wore her slippers hastily, rushing out of the room.
As Blair descended the stairs, she ran into an elderly woman. She was carrying two large bags in her hands as she had just returned from a long journey. "Hi, good afternoon," The woman greeted her with a kind smile. "You must be Blair."
"I am. You are?" Though she already had an idea who it was already.
"I am Donna, Dylan's help." She gave a small laugh. "Sorry, but when I heard Dylan got married, I said I must come back home immediately and see for myself, he is always playing tricks on me and I thought this was one of them." Blair gave an awkward smile in response as she didn't know what else to say. "I apologize, I just didn't think there was a woman strong enough out there to catch Dylan's heart, especially since I've never even seen you around before...I wonder what else I don't know about Mr. Lancaster."
Blair forced a laugh. "Well, what can I say? Love is a...thing. Anyways, I best be going."
"Going? Where are you going?" Donna looked confused. "Also, where is Dylan, isn't he supposed to be with you, his newly wedded wife? Or did he go to get something?"
Blair thought back to Dylan's last words before he left. "Uh...yes, he wanted to stay with me, but in an emergency, he didn't want to, but he had to go. He will be back soon though or whenever he is done." Donna nodded.
"Ok then. Have you heard about breakfast yet? Give me a moment to drop my bags, I'll tell Aliyah to prepare something for you."
"Oh, don't worry about that. You should go rest...I suppose you just returned, don't bother, I'll try and make something for"
"Nonsense." Donna waved her off. "Don't say that. I won't take a minute, you just go rest and uh...just relax." Blair gave her a grateful smile, deciding to accept the offer. After all, it was just a day after her wedding, it was nice having that feeling of being pampered.
Blair decided to do a little tour around the house, since this was her new home, it will do well to be familiar with her surrounding. After wandering around for hours, Blair found herself in the library. There was something about the library that reminded her of the ones back in her house, it wasn't as big, but big nonetheless. She sighed going through the books, admiring them. There was something beautiful about big books, she might never get to read them, but she liked holding them, it was always hardcopy before softcopy.
"Blair? Are you in here?" It was Donna, she had just entered the room. "Oh, I was looking everywhere for you." She chuckled. "And I did pass here before."
"Sorry, I didn't hear you," Blair apologized walking over to her. "Do you need me to help you with something?"
"Oh no, I was just going to tell you that breakfast is ready...though I wouldn't call it to breakfast anymore, it's already past two."
"Really? I didn't know."
Blair ate slowly, watching as Donna walked around. "What time does Dylan return from work?" She asked.
Donna looked surprised by this, as she would have expected Blair to know. "Oh, I'm not sure. It depends, he comes home before eight anyways, and other times he stays till around eleven. You should call him and find out...?"
"Yeah, sure," Blair muttered. She was happy with this, it meant that Dylan wouldn't be around during the day to make her life even more miserable. If he was out in the day like this, Blair could see herself living with it. "Is it just us in the house? No one else."
"Aaliyah is also around," Donna said. "Surely you must have met her." Blair nodded although she had no idea who Aaliyah was. "She doesn't stay here though, she comes in the morning and leaves, returns in the evening for dinner, and then till the next day."
"It's kind of quiet around here."
"You will get used to it soon. I mean, it won't be quiet for much longer when we have children running around, then you will surely miss the quiet."
Blair almost choked on her spit when she heard that, though after that all she wanted to do was laugh. "Yeah, children will be nice," she told Donna. "I'm just not going to have them in this house," she muttered.
"Did you say something?"
"Nothing." Blair stood up. "Thanks a lot for the meal, I enjoyed it."
"Good, I'll let Aaliyah know. Maybe you will meet her tomorrow, she had to hurry home." Blair took her plate to the sink, after washing them. "So, how long have you known Dylan? Was it love at first sight?"
"No. Dylan and I...we met at work. I used to work in this bar and he came in one day, we just started talking and we connected a lot...so that's it. We started seeing each other, though I don't come here often, he is usually the one who comes over to my place."
"Oh." Donna nodded. "That would explain why I've never seen you before. I have to say I'm a bit angry with Dylan for not telling me about this. I didn't know he could be this secretive." She chuckled. "My surprise when I learned that he got married yesterday, while I was away." She shook her head. "I didn't know he could be this secretive, he wasn't like this with his ex, though he isn't the relationship kind of guy."
"Really? I didn't know that. So, has he been in a serious relationship in the past? Anyone you felt he was going to marry?"
"There was one," Donna said. "I can't remember her name though, I don't know much about what happened. She broke up with him, a few days after I resumed here. Dylan was heartbroken after that, you could tell that he loved her."
Blair found it hard to believe that Dylan could have been in love with someone, or even had a heart that could be broken. She believed that Donna hadn't gotten the correct story and was just saying what she thought had happened. "That's sad."
"Yes, but if he never ended things with her, then he wouldn't have found you, so in the end, and then your marriage wouldn't have taken place, this worked well in your favor."
"Yeah, guess we were just fated to find each other or something like that. Anyways, I don't want to disturb you, I'm still kinda new here. I'll just go lay and leave you to do your thing."
Dylan wasn't joking when he talked about no other room for Blair to go to. Any other door that Blair came across thinking it was a room where she could lay her head, she would find out it was locked. She was angry as she hadn't had her bath yet, she wished she had done that before leaving Donna's room, but then Donna would have caught her. She cringed at the scenario of Donna walking into her bathroom only to find a naked Blair still lying in her bathtub.After walking around for hours, not finding a place. She finally came back to Dylan's room. Though she wasn't ready, she could already imagine him laughing in victory, she had just placed his things on the bed when her phone began to ring."Hello?""Hey girl, I'm outside." It was Jessica, a close friend from her previous workplace, though after Blair had retreated to her whole after she and Richard separated, they've both been a little distant. "I hope you got the text I sent you, I was calling, but you weren't answering your phone."
Blair felt much better after her conversation with Jessica. She had been worried thinking Jessica would be really angry with her and after finding out about everything, she wouldn't want to be friends with her anymore, and although she had been really angry with her, but she reminded Blair that there were people who would always have her bag and support her. After that Blair had cried for a really long time, soaking Jessica's fabric with her tears, while Jessica patted her till she stopped."If you need help, anytime. You know where you can find me right?""Yeah, I have your new address." After that Jessica left and Blair was back home.Blair decided to call Samantha after that, she didn't answer at first, but Blair dialled her number again, this time she did. "Hey Blair, how are you doing?""I'm fine. Jessica just left here, she said you told her to check up on me...and also quite a number of other things."~~~When Dylan arrived, Blair was still up, watching a soap opera while sippi
Blair regretted her decision later on, the room was cold and she didn't have any blanket, just the couch. She sat up in the middle of the night, with the aid of the night plan which was still on, she could see Dylan on the bed, sleeping peacefully."Dylan." She called. "Dylan!" She said again, this time tapping him gently on the shoulder. "Wake up, I know you can hear me!""Even when I leave you alone, you still look for ways to drive me nuts. Some of us have a place of work to go tomorrow morning Blair," he muttered sleepily, brushing her arm away. "What do you want?""I'm cold," she told him. "Give me a blanket or give space so I can sleep." Dylan was lying down horizontally on the bed, and Blair couldn't help but wonder if he did that on purpose just to stop her in case she decided to come back to the bed. "Are you listening to me. You like hearing me beg right? Something about me begging gives you joy, right?"Hearing that a smile came to his face with his eyes still closed. "That
It's been more than a month since the wedding. Blair found herself surviving with encouraging talks from her parents, Samantha and Jessica, they have been the shoulders that she relied on. She didn't know what she would have done without them, actually she was afraid to think on what she would have done. Sometimes, when things were really quiet and dark, she couldn't help but recoil in her shadows, the same place that Richard had found her, before he pulled her out with his love. Richard had been almost everything to her, she became a part of her, became all could think about and that's because she saw him as her saviour. Only he knows of the things she had been going through before he showed up, only he could see past the mask of the smiling face to the scarred one behind. He had shown her a light she hadn't seen for a long time, brought her a miracle. When he left, he had taken all that away.Blair hated him, for the pains he had caused her, for making her believe, when he didn't. S
Erin was much different from the last time Blair saw her, was during her mother's burial. She had sat alone on the bench, dressed all in black, not speaking to anyone who approached her to share their condolences. Blair remembered thinking Erin was really strong, if she had lost her mum, she didn't think she could hold it together just the way Erin did. Blair had later caught Erin crying after she thought that everybody had left. She had wanted to walk up to her, to console her and tell her everything would be fine. But Blair wasn't the judge of life, she couldn't predict if everything will be fine. She also wasn't sure the exact words to say to Erin, there relationship was kind of a forced friendship, so instead she had walked away and called her mother instead to check on Erin.She had on the brightest smile when she saw Blair approaching. "Blair!" She walked over to them quickly, giving her a hug. "It's been like... Well, a really long time," she said after she had pulled back."Ye
Blair had sworn that she wasn't going to answer the call, but it seemed it also wasn't going to let Blair sleep peacefully till she answered it. She bit the hem of her pillowcase in anger while finally reaching out for her phone, with the plan to switch it off, but decided against it when she saw who was calling. It was Dylan's mum. She sat up, rubbing the sleep away from her eyes, she answered the call. "Good morning," she greeted. "Sorry, I wasn't with my phone. Have you been calling for long?""I's fine dear, I haven't. Are you still in bed? Your voice is heavy and kind of rough.""Oh no," Blair said quickly, clearing her throat. "I'm not in bed anymore. I just finished eating that's why, I'll drink some water."Ok good. I need you to run an errand for me, that's of you're not too busy, but this is really important.""No, I'm not busy. What is it, do you need me to come over?" Blair crossed her fingers, praying that she wouldn't ask for that."No you don't have to." Blair relaxed a
"Sir, it's Alexa."Dylan sighed, it was his receptionist. "Come in Alexa." The door opened slowly, Alexa first poked her head in, before the rest of her body followed. "Is there a problem?""N-nothing really sir, I just came to apologize. I swear I didn't know she was your wife. I would never have spoken to her in that manner if I knew who she was, I apologize sir, please don't fire me.""My wife? In what manner?"Alexa's eyes widened with realization as she realized that Blair hadn't told Dylan about their encounter earlier. "Your wife didn't tell you anything?""No." Dylan frowned. "Alexa did you say anything disrespectful to my wife?""I'm so sorry sir. I knew you were married, but I've never met your wife before and when she came in asking to see you, I was...""How many times have I warned you about the way you talk to people?" Dylan suddenly felt like a big hypocrite. He felt he was no different from Alexa, he also had just spoken to his wife like she was trash. "Just leave, I'm
"I don't mean to disturb your sleep, just thought I should let you knowBlair dried her tears quickly, happy that Dylan wasn't looking at her to see them. She got out from the bed, to go wash her face in the bathroom. "A vacation? Where are we going?""Somewhere." He glanced at her. "It was my mother's idea. Apparently, I wasn't supposed to resume work a day after my wedding. It's not a husbandly thing to do and I haven't been treating you right."Blair rolled her eyes. "Well, that's something I expect every man should know...not you though," She muttered entering the bathroom, coming out few minutes later. "What are you doing?" Blair had caught Dylan holding her diary. "That's personal!""Calm down I wasn't reading it, I was only placing back for you, you're the one who left it laying around carelessly."Though they didn't fight as often as the first few weeks of their marriage, there were still occasional arguments every now and then. Blair had been counting, it has been two months