I woke up feeling more hungover than i had ever been in my life. The headache was so terrible i could not get my head up. When my vision became clear i began to see somethig was not right. My ceiling was not this high. I looked around and saw the pieces of expensive furniture in the big bedroom i slept in. The bed was a comfortable California king bed and the sheets were silk and so soft. I could lay here forever, but where exactly was here and how had i got there?. I remember going to the bar and nothing after that. The only plausible thing to think was that i had gotten drunk and somebody had taken me here. I closed my eyes and it all began to flash before me. There was this hot guy i had seen and i dont remember what happened next but i remember blowing him and trying to put up a show for him then nothing else after that. It was just blank. I was now feeling embarassed. Whatever i did i would blame it on the liquor.
I gathered the strength to get up and did so but it used up all the energy in me. I saw a note at the edge of the bed and took it then unfolded it.
'MEET ME DOWNSTAIRS FOR BREAKFAST.' the last part captivated me the most. It read. 'YOUR LOVING NEWLY WEDDED HUSBAND.'.
I gasped. I was not married. I was young and single and on my way to college. Marriage was last on my to do list right now. Yes i had the thoughts but i would get married to a loving guy later in my life. I looked at my finger, there was a two carat diamond ring on it. I gasped even louder. There was no way i was staying married. For crying out loud i had to be in New York the day after tommorow. I had to put a stop to this. I got the strength to get up and got out of bed. I realised i was wearing boxers only when i was down the stairs to the kitchen. Isaw him with a smile on his face. A smile that made all my anger and shock and confusion melt away. I could now appreciate his beauty now that i was sober. His teeth were milk white and they shined. He had golden blonde hair cut short in a nice cut i had never seen. It was unique i couldn't even begin to describe it. His face was long and he had blue eyes that would cut through anything, even adamantium the strongest alloy on earth. His nose was long and well defined and he had sexy Chris Brown lips. God, why did i ever have to leave Houston. I had to contain myself. I had to keep my cool and take control of the situation.
'Morning honey, i thought you was gon die in your sleep.' he said in his deep calm and sexy voice then chuckled. It melted me even more. There was no way i was going to confront him. I had to though. I think i may have said something he took serious when i was drunk. I sat on the kitchen counter and he stood up and poured me some juice and came with it together with some rock cakes on a tray. Gosh, a man that served me breakfast. What more could i ask for. Would i go to N.Y to live with my enstranged sister and leave all this. I was having second thoughts. College could suck it. Marriage was the real deal and i was in this for keeps. He was rich and he would giv real life.
'What is all this?.' the sensible part of me finaly kicked in.
'What is what?.' he replied with another question.
'This.' i said.
'This what?.' he asked me showing confusion.
'Don't play dumb with me okay.' i warned him. I was only 18 and i was questioning a man in his early thirties like i be talking to my young brother.
'Your new life.' he said.
'What new life?.' i asked.
'Marriage.'
'And my old life?.'
'Shawn you said to me you were willing to give it all up and start something new with me. You said you were miserable coz you was gon start a new life with your enstranged sister and her husband because your mum died and when i asked if you want to marry me you were thrilled and told me to put a ring on it. I did that because i had fallen for you at first sight.'
He was so sweet. He would cry like a baby after i broke his heart. I did not want what he said to sink in it would make me feel pity for him.
'I was drunk. I didn't mean it. I have to go.' i stood up without even touching his food and looking at him. I was a cold blooded heartbreaker. I rushed upstairs missing his hand which was trying to hold me back by a few inches. He did not follow me upstairs because i dressed and finished without hearing him.
When i was downstairs i found him kneeling. I looked away.
'Shawn don't leave me please. When my soon to be fiance found out i was gay she left me. I had not given her the ring yet and then i found you. Now you want to leave me.'
he reminded me of the ring. I removed it and placed it gently on the floor.
'I'm sorry.' i said then left.