Chapter 82

(Ammy)

It had been two days now.I had been locking myself in my room at aunt's place.I was either sleeping or doing some of the few house chores then get back to bed.

What another phase of boring life this was!

Aunt would go to work and so would Richard and the rest would go to school and I would stay home sitted all the day long.

I had not spoken to Max since the day I left his house.

I really missed him.

I missed his beautiful angelic face, I missed his rich charming voice...I missed his gaze on me that would get my knees weak and his cold fingers...that touch of his that would send goosebumps creeping under my skin.

He was always in my mind.Always thinking of him and it was quite truly irritating for me.

I was sure he didn't even miss me...he wasn't sorry for what he had done.

Fleeting questions would run in mind each time since I had left the house.

Was he okay?....had he eaten?...how was he?

I know that was very silly and naive of me but I couldn't help it.

And now, it was clear both in my heart and my mind...

I truly love him.

I love him so much.

How much I really loved that physcho!...how I yearned to hear his voice!How much I yearned to see his face!

As much as I knew it was unrequited love, I still couldn't help it.

Or, I didn't care whether he loved me back to not.

But really....

How could I miss such a shameless man?...it's fine if he wanted to be with his lovers but did it have to be in our house?

And yeah...I know it's his house not ours, but we were still married.Married for less than a month and he was already...

I sat up on the bed, fresh tears rolling down my eyes again.I hugged my legs tightly against my chest.

This is only one thing I didn't like about myself, I would tear up without a genuine reason to make me cry.

I sobbed silently as my hug tightened around my knees.

I was still shedding some more tears when I heard faint raps on the door.I quickly wiped off the tears, sniffing.

"Come in,"I shouted my responded as I wiped off the remaining tears from my eyes.The door creaked open and Richard peered in.

"I can come inside?"he asked again grinning.I chuckled at his reaction before responding.

"Ofcourse Richie, and I think you are already in,"I responded smiling back at him.

Richard was a charming man and he was really handsome.

"How has your day been?"he asked as he sat beside me on the bed.

"It was boring just like the other day,"I responded smiling weakly while pursing my lips.

He nodded at me still smiling.

"And how was work?...and you are back early today,"I stuttered making him smile again.

"It was okay...as busy as normal,"he responded causing me to chuckle.I looked at him as he gazed at me and your eyes met.

Our eyes glued for some seconds until he broke the stare, and looked away.

"I know this will sound nosy but am curious.You arrived here late that night and now...you were just crying before I walked in, what's wrong?"he asked, his voice soothing, I guess encouraging me to speak.

I sighed silently and averted my gaze to my fingers that were now, fondling against each other.

This is what I had been avoiding and here we are...

"I- I..."I began stammered before I could say anything to him.

Why was I stammering?

Maybe it's because I didn't know what to say or I didn't have anything to say to him.

But I did...I had alot of things to say to him.

"Am married..."I began my eyes still on my fingers.

"To Maxwell Storm,"he responded, making me quickly raise my head to him.I slightly titled my head, narrowing my eyes at him.

"How did you know that?"I asked, confusion written all over my face.

He smiled then shook his head slightly.

"Andy told me... though it's only Andy and I who know that,"he responded and I slowly nodded at him in understanding.

Andy had already told me that they were close.

"So what happened, between your husband and you?"he asked and I looked at him again.

I smiled at myself then chuckled, out of nervousness or maybe disappointment or maybe pain....I can't tell.

"Did you two argue?"he asked again.

What an under judgement that was...I mean it would have been much better if we had argued.

"Did you fight?"he asked again and I almost bursted with laughter even though my eyes were now misting up.

Why was he degrading my husband that much?...like Max stooping to a level of fighting?...instead something great like cheating?

"Did he..."he started again but I didn't let him finish his statement.

"I found him with another woman, his ex girlfriend and they were in a position like something had happened between them,"I explained, tearing apart.

I felt like daggers were piercing though my heart as I explained to him.I felt like I would yell my pains out but I couldn't.

I bit my lower lip hard as I tried not to break down infront of him.

I bit it so hard as though it would distract me from the pain I was feeling in my heart.

The tears I had been caging for a while broke the boundaries and started flowing.I quickly wiped them but the more I did, the more they poured down.

"But what if what you saw wasn't what you think happened?"he asked his gaze searching mine.

"I know what I saw Richard...and you might be right but he didn't even bother to say that it wasn't as I saw, he didn't bother to apologize,"I bursted between my loud sobs.

Richard pulled me to him and embraced me tightly,as I broke down in his warm embrace.I sobbed and shook in his arms as he caressed my hair fondly.

"Maybe you didn't give him a chance to explain,"he whispered in my ears.

His voice could tell two things,he knew Max too well or he had a true experience in such matters.

My sobs turned into faint moans as I fondled myself in my brother's warmth.

Maybe what he said was true but what chance was I supposed to give him.

Go back to his house and let him treat me like a useless item before his lover...oh no!, he had to spare me that.

"Are you trying to say that I should go back home now?"I asked as I looked at his eyes.

"No but you should talk to him, maybe ask why he did what he did,"he explained.

Talk to him?...ask why he did what he did?....is he nuts?

The man in question didn't even love me, I meant nothing to him apart from being a contracted wife...a mere contracted wife!

But nobody knew that, only I and my supposed husband knew that fact and that's what made the whole situation soo hard to deal with and for anyone to understand why I couldn't say anything to him.

"I will do that then...maybe tomorrow,"I responded forcing a smile on my lips.

"Tomorrow?...I think you should do it today,"he responded raising a brow at me.

"Okay fine, I will do that,"I assured him.

"Cool, you can get out of your cage now...and fly,"he spoke smiling and faking flapping wings.I tittered at his crazy reaction.

"So where am I flying to?"I asked.

"Since it's quite late already,why don't you fly to the kitchen with me and prepare a wonderful dinner?"he proposed beaming.

Well, that wasn't a bad idea, I got off the bed and walked to the kitchen.

It was actually fun, preparing dinner with Richard, it was like a playing ground and not a kitchen.I couldn't even remember the last day I had such a genuine jovial time.

Everyone was home soon and we set the table when we were done and ate while chatting happily.

What a wonderful time...with family.

After dinner, everybody sat at the livingroom, watching silently.I could feel Richard stealing glances at me.

It was almost like it was compulsory for me to call that man, called my husband.

I got off from the couch and unhurriedly walked towards my room.I searched the room for a while but I couldn't find my phone anywhere.

Where the hell was it!

My purse!...I began looking for it but I couldn't find it.

I must have left it in my car when I arrived.

Grabbing the car keys from the dressing table, I walked out of the room, banging the door angrily.

How could I leave the poor thing in the car for two days without me realizing it!?

I strode to the parking and unlocked the car.The purse laid calmly on the passengers' seat.

I grabbed it forcefully and opened it.

Unlocking my phone, a notification message popped on the screen.

Six missed calls from Max.

Impressive.

I sighed deeply before I could master the strength I needed to call him back.

I dialed his number and clicked the green button.The call didn't even last for more than three seconds and it was received.

It was as though he had been waiting for my call.

"Ammy..."his rich voice rang in my ears from the other line.

How I missed that voice!!

"Maxwell..."I responded after a short while of silence.