Exterminated by Marriage

Everyone knew that Andrew Stone and I were meant for each other.He loved me, and he had always boldly professed his love for me.My encounter with Andrew was the most insignificant bit of chaos in my messed-up and trashy life.The indie band performance had just ended then. With my guitar in hand, I had set out to return to my rented place for some sleep. However, I had bumped into a group of ignorant fools who had tried to rob me.I was about to show them who’s boss when Andrew showed up.He was wearing a clean white shirt, and he had a phone in his hand. His face was flushed as he appeared at the entrance of the alley.Even now, I could still remember him putting his trembling hand on the wall. I could even see the sweat on his forehead.He had shouted, "I've called the police! You'd better run while you still can!"Good citizens would resolve conflict by calling the police.However, I settled matters with my fists.This was something I had learned from my drunkard dad.I

During the one year I had dated Andrew, I had only met Ellen once.But that single meeting was enough to give me a terrible impression of this domineering woman who always wanted to have the final say.I had a fierce argument with Ellen on our first meeting.It was exactly because of this that Andrew had never suggested for me to meet Ellen again.As soon as Ellen walked in through the door, she began complaining about the cleanliness of the house. By the looks of it, even after ten years, she hadn't changed much except for her slightly graying hair."I heard that you're pregnant. Andrew has asked me to stay here and take care of you from today onward." Ellen crossed her arms while looking all high and mighty.It was exactly her "everyone is a loser except for me" attitude that I had a problem with. I knew that she couldn't feel it, but I still delivered two punches to her face.What a joke! Did she think I would agree to that?"Thank you so much, Mom."I whipped my head aroun

Ever since Dawn received the CD, she had been sitting alone on the bed for several hours.She didn't eat dinner, nor did she talk to anyone. She just stared blankly into space as Ellen cursed and shouted outside.I didn't know what she was thinking even though she was my future self.I kept feeling like she and I were completely separate individuals.Then, someone opened the door. Andrew walked in, and he was still reeking of alcohol.I was in disbelief. Ten years ago, Andrew had never touched liquor, and I had been the one who always smelled like alcohol.Andrew sat down next to Dawn. Then, he noticed the CD in her hands.The CD had probably roused memories of his youth ten years ago. For the first time since I came here, Andrew put on an expression I recognized."We sent this package together," Andrew said."Yes," Dawn replied.Andrew continued, "You wrote the address of your rented place back then, but even then, I had already made up my mind to marry you. That's why I cha

On the day the baby turned a month old, Andrew invited his friends to our home for a meal.I didn't know any of those people. Judging by their conversations, they were probably Andrew's friends at work.I used to know all of Andrew's friends back then. They had envied us a lot.As the others chatted jovially, Andrew would put an arm over my shoulders. He would smile as he announced that everyone would be invited to our wedding in the future.I wasn't the type who would look forward to having a family, but because of him, I had fantasized about the future as well.The future…I turned around to see my future self bustling about in the kitchen.I never knew that the hardships of life could force me, someone who couldn't cook at all, to improve so much that I could actually watch the stove while preparing the ingredients.Andrew and his friends sat on the couch as they discussed the philosophies of marriage.A man said, "I envy you for marrying such an understanding wife."Anoth

In the end, Dawn gave in. She didn't return to work.However, the conflict between her and Andrew only got worse.Sometimes, it was because she forgot to make breakfast, or she forgot to salt the food for dinner, or she forgot to dry the washed clothes.Arguments could arise from any trivial mistake at all.Andrew was coming home later each passing day, and the couple didn't talk to each other as much anymore.One day, Dawn found some photos in her inbox.They were photos of Andrew and another woman.He seemed to be drunk, and he was leaning against the woman. His face was flushed.In the photos, they entered a car and then went into a hotel together. After that, there were photos of them exiting the hotel the following day.I never thought that Andrew would be with someone else.But now, evidence of the unimaginable was right before my eyes.I looked at Dawn. She was staring at the screen with a stunned expression. I couldn't figure out her emotions at the moment.It was e