Chapter 3: Honeymoon

Matured content.

I couldn't stop grinning all day when my long-awaited wedding finally arrived. This wedding had them all invited. The wedding of Zachary and I surprised many people. There was also more media present. It's no surprise, given Zac's fame in this place.

I was the only one they were waiting for there. I know a lot of people in the church. Zac also called earlier that he would just wait for me there. Many will be surprised, many will be shocked, some will be hurt, and some will be happy. I don't know what they plan but I want it to end. After the wedding, I knew Zac would help me bring down James' company.

I knew I had too much to do but that was less than the pain I felt during the hours they hid me. I want to hurt them over and over. I want them to kneel at my feet while crying and apologizing. I'm not going to stop until I get what I want. I will torture them and abandon them. I will exact my vengeance until the day I die.

I was so angry that I just burst into tears. I retouched my make-up again and they reminded me not to cry too much because my make-up was a waste. They thought so I was crying out of excitement. But what they didn’t know was the anger and pain so I cried.

When the church arrived, there were already too many people. There are also media and photographers waiting. When the car opened I walked slowly. The church door is closed. They are waiting for me to enter.

I simply walk slowly. I don't know a lot of people. Others are my family and friends. Because of this unexpected marriage, I'm not sure what I'll say later.

I saw Zac waiting for me to get close to him. She was smiling and seemed to be enjoying our wedding. When the wedding started I was nervous. Many were looking at us but I had no intention of looking at them.

"In the name of God, I, Zekailah Anderson take you, Zachary Vergara to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and health, to love and to cherish, until we are parted by death/ till death do us part. This is my solemn vow," I said.

Many more ceremonies until the priest say, "You may kiss the bride."

When the wedding was over, everyone was at the reception. Zac and I approach a lot. We both just smiled because we also didn't want them to look down on us.

"Zekailah," I was surprised when Mommy called to me.

Zac and I immediately stood up to greet my mother. There was no smile on my mother's face. I know she's not happy because I'm doing this and she can't do anything. She can no longer stop me and she has no right to do that.

"Why didn't you even tell me that you were going to marry Zekailah? Why did you leave your sister's wedding? I've been waiting for you to come home for a long time but you didn't even do it and here you are now, marrying this man," I couldn't help but notice. Her voice. I don’t know if she’s angry or whatever.

I walked closer to her. I looked at a door. I grabbed Mommy by the wrist and carried her into the room. I don’t want them to scandalize outside, Zac’s family is there. Zac did not follow.

"What Zekailah? Explain!" I could already see the anger in her eyes.

"You don't know what I want to do. And what makes you angry is that you didn't say goodbye and leave on my treacherous sister's wedding day. Don't be surprised. You're not a fool to not know that what happened was too much pain for me. That's it. Don't stop me from making my decisions because you don't know what's going on in my life. Just leave because I don't need you! " I said angrily.

She slapped me. I would smile because of what he did. I know what I said was too painful and this is what I wanted. To hurt them like the pain they did to me. I would hurt them over and over until I was completely exhausted.

I left her crying as I went out. Because I'm done, I don't have to cry anymore. They're going to cry because of what I'm going to do to them. They will suffer the consequences. They will be subjected to every form of suffering possible.

After the wedding, we went home. I thought Zac and I would just go home to the condo but I was surprised when we arrived in a peaceful place. Crowded and there was a house with orange lights. It's like a vintage.

That's why we have a long trip because this is where we are going. When we entered the rest house I sat on the sofa. This day is tiring. Zac went to the second floor to look at the room.

During his time, I just took a shower. I have a robe so I didn't change my clothes. I went to the second floor to find my room. But I only have one room here. She sat as he waited for her. He was talking on the phone. She was on the balcony.

I sat on the bed while waiting for him. When he noticed my presence I heard him say goodbye to his interlocutor. He came over to me and sat down next to me. He just smiled as he brushed my hair.

"Are you happy?" he asked.

I looked at him. I also don’t know if I’m happy or not. I'm happy because I'm slowly getting up from the pain but I don't know if I'm really happy with what I'm doing.

"I don't know, I want to be happy Zac but not like this. It hurts but it hurts more. It hurts what they do to me and I can't miss that," I said.

"Forget them, from now on you are my wife. I will help you with the things you need. I know we don't love each other but I am confident that this relationship will be fine," he said.

I nodded. I sighed heavily. He came over to me and kissed me. I kissed him back. I thought we weren't going to honeymoon but why do we seem to get to that point.

When he broke away from kissing me calmly he pushed me horizontally on the bed. He leaned over me and kissed my neck. I just roll my eyes because of what he's doing. 

He is very fast. I just closed my eyes for a moment and when I woke up my robe was already naked. When I looked at him he just grinned. He was so comforted as he looked at the entirety of my body.

"I like your eyes," he points to my eyes. "to here on your sharp nose and here on your red lips. I like everything about you Zekailah, in our little time together I didn't know that I was slowly falling in love with you. Gradually, I started liking you. And now, I'm thankful you're forever mine. "

I was devastated by what he was saying. I thought I was the only one feeling it then. I already like him, in the little time we’ve had together. I thought it would be hard for us to love each other but it wasn't.

"Thank you, Zac," I whispered.

He smiled. He kissed me again. He took off his clothes. I even helped him remove his slacks. He pushed his towards mine. I closed my eyes tightly and felt every storm he was giving me.

"My wife," he hoarse.

If it is not love what is it? Don't we feel enough to say it's all love?