Selfishness

Zachary

"Then just choose. Me or them." Wow, is she this selfish? Well, the word wasn't selfish at all. She had the right after we got married. "I don't want to get STD, AIDs, and whatnots." She stood giving the cup to me. "Good night, I hope you'll have a better life." What is this? Is she making me guilty? Because it is very effective.

Oh, Meave! You are driving me crazy!

I hesitated for a while, but my body moved and held her hand. My beautiful life of having different women will be out. Well, part of me didn’t think that it’s beautiful at all. But would I make a different life with her? Everything I got made me happy even screwing different women. But she was different. Was it because her father is committing adultery?

I understand that she’s terrified. But, as scared as this to get hurt… why does she have to endure it alone? And, probably, I’m part of the pain.

"Do you want me to call off the wedding?" She asked coldly.

"Stop there. I'm just kidding. Of course, I'll choose you." I finally said and reached her other hand to make sure that she won’t leave.

"No." she smacked me. "You are choosing sex. And I am not sex material. If you thought that woman is just for screwing, then let's just choose to have sex nothing else. If you can't love me, it's fine. Just tell me when you are tired of me so we could get annulled—"

"I'm sorry," I pull her down and put the glasses away. "Let's just be ourselves."

"Should I also commit adultery?" She asked me. I exhaled. She's challenging me here.

"No!" thinking of someone fucking her made me mad. No one would have her but me. Not even Warren who is all goody-goody and who showed affection towards her. Damn, I started hating my friend. I can see how he looks at her and I don't like it.

"I had been in that situation and I was so stupid and immature. Do you know what happened? The woman almost balds me if it wasn't for my male friend. I'm not a slut, that's what I keep saying in my head. That's why I hate men like you!"

"You mean you are not a virgin?" I asked, puzzled by what she said. She got mad and smacked me hard. "What? There's nothing wrong with it." I momentarily smack my head. Fuck! Why did I ask that?

"I never give myself to anyone. I have never been in a romantic relationship and I never was—" she exhaled frustratingly and walked off. She's crying again. Oh, fuck, fuck! Do women get all this emotional and dramatic?! Or is it just her? But it works. She’s making me feel bad about it.

Damn, I hate women’s drama.

I went to her room; it's locked, so I knocked.

"What?!" She scowled at me. Now, she looked like a monster. Pretty monster.

"I'm sorry," I said softly.

Why am I saying sorry? It's just a misunderstanding.

"Just go away. I need to figure out things." She finally said it in a calm voice.

"Can I sleep there with you?" I asked. Somehow, it made her frown and I scratched my dummy head.

"No! What the fuck is wrong with you?! I still don't understand why you are doing these things!"

"Can I come in so we could talk?" there's no way that I could tell her about my grandma, transferring all her titles to her. She had made that decision. And if she called off the wedding, I'll lose the company, the money, and everything that I got.

"What are you children yelling at each other?" Grandma who just came up to our floor.

"Grandma, I don't know what to do with this woman!" I said aloud.

"You aren't married yet but you both are acting like a married couple who keep bickering. Now go to your room! Or do you want me to call off the wedding?!" Grandmother who looked so mad made me small, like a little child. She's now threatening me about her Will.

I looked at Maeve who looked guilty as well as she pursed her lips and held her shaking hands. She raised her chin, stepped out of the bedroom. She looked completely flushed as she gave me a sharp gaze. Her eyes were red from crying and anger. I pouted at her to show that I’m innocent.

"If he kept screwing women and seducing them, it's better to call off the wedding grandma. I'm not a woman that could tolerate him by being predatory and all." She said to grandma softly.

"So, what's your plan now, Zac? You ask her to marry you. I won't live long enough to tolerate you as well."

Now, now. I feel like I need a backup as well. But I can't win on both.

"I said I'm sorry," I said calmly.

"Just sorry, well it's fine with me without sorry. But at least you must be faithful, right? This relationship won't work if you aren't faithful. There's no reason to go on with this if I can't trust you." She said with crossed arms, completely angry at me.

I scoop both of her cheeks and make an adorable pout.

"Baby, I'm sorry and I promise to be faithful," I said sincerely.

"Better write that on your vow." She pushed him. "Good night grandma." She rushed inside and grandma gave me a laughing face.

"Finally, someone is there to tame you, my Prince. You know you aren't your father." Grandma held me. "So, don't be like your father. I know that you are attracted to that woman and you are both perfect for each other. So please, try hard to change." She kissed me on cheeks that I must bend down.

"Good night grandma."

I had thought, grandma is right. So, I must change my perception and everything. If I am attracted to her… no, I am 99.9 percent sure that I am attracted to her. I could love her with the attraction.

"Let's start with flowers." I frown at what had been decided.