Married To Mr Popular
(Rude and grumpy)
By: Faith Lucky.
My jaws dropped as I stared at him in shock
What…What’s he doing here? With Lady K?
I felt my whole systems become weak as I became nervous.
He definitely saw Jackson and I kissing.
“Ry…Ryan?” I stuttered his name, helplessly.
There was a stunned expression in his eyes. His gaze couldn’t leave my face.
How did this happen?
I stared pathetically at me and slowly, just as if he hadn’t seen a thing, he turned around and walked away.
“Bethel” Jackson called and I looked at him. I was so confused.
Immediately, I started running after Ryan.
“Ryan! Ryan!” I called from behind, but he didn’t stop or turn to look at me.
“Hey, listen to me” I called and got to where he was.
But by that time, we were already in front of his ride and guards.
His guards opened the door for him and he walked in without turning to look at me.
I stood like a ghost and watched them drive away.
What did I do? What the hell happened? Why did Jackson kiss me? And what’s Was Ryan doing here in the first place?
I brushed my fingers into my hair and sighed. What a mess. Why did this have to happen?
“Bethel!” Jackson came calling behind me, but I didn’t turn to look at him.
“Bethel, are you alright?” He asked.
“Seriously Jackson, what was that for?” I snapped and turned to look at him.
“Why the hell did you do that?”
“I’m..I’m sorry, okay? I didn’t mean to…”
“But you did, anyway”. I scoffed and started walking away.
“Please, Jackson; just let me. I don’t need you around right now” I cut him off and continued walking.
“At…At least, let me give you a ride home” he proposed but I ignored him and boarded a cab at the road.
I felt so troubled and perturbed as I sat at the backseat, headed home. What Could Ryan think of me right now?
Why was he there with Lady K in the first place?
I remembered what Hannah had told me about him being very jealous. But…a person can only be jealous when he’s in love, right? And with the look of things, I don’t even think Ryan likes me.
Or, maybe he does. But, love?
I don’t think that’s possible.
So, he probably has no reason to be jealous. I’ll just tryna explain things to him and hope he gets over it.
I finally got home after a long drive and as I walked pass the balcony to the sitting room, I couldn’t help but feel a little twitchy. Gosh! I just hope Ryan doesn’t take this wrong way.
“Besides, he has no reason to be jealous” I kept reminding myself.
I met the rugged Judy in the sitting room and she scrawled her eyes at me as I walked in. But since she was the least of my problem at that moment, I ignored her and took the stairs.
I climbed the long royal stairs and finally got to the door of the *King’s* bedroom.
I paused and took in a deep breath before opening the door.
“He has no reason to be jealous” I reminded myself as I entered the room.
I had to cough at first as a result of the offensive odour that welcomed me.
Afterwards, I saw him sitting in front of his keyboard, smoking.
I halted at the door and stared at him from behind.
Then, gulping hard, I walked closer to him.
“Ryan” I called softly but he didn’t flinch or turn to look at me.
I cleared my throat a bit.
“I um..I’m sorry for what you saw earlier. Trust me, It wasn’t intentional. He…I don’t know why he kissed me. I didn’t expect it. But I want you to know it means nothing” I said emphatically, trying not to sound beggish, tho.
He still kept quiet and continued smoking from his cigarette.
Okay – weird.
I also kept quiet and stared at him from behind for a while.
Oh please! Don’t tell me he’s giving me the silent treatment.
“Ry…Ryan?” I called and he stood up after a while.
He went to the bed and picked up his shirt and after which, headed for the door, walking pass me.
I turned and looked at him in shock as he opened the door and walked out without saying a word or even looking at me.
I breathed out deeply and plonked myself on the bed. Don’t tell me this is really gonna be happening to me. Is he really mad at me?
I buried my face in my palms and thought painfully.
Why was does this have to happen, huh? Why?
This is unbelievable.
I walked down the stairs with my bag, fully dressed up for school.
Ryan didn’t return to the room the previous night and it made me wonder where he could’ve been?
I got to the dining and met the entire family there already – as usual.
But Ryan wasn’t with them.
“Good morning mum” I greeted Ryan’s mum as I took a seat.
“Aww! Finally, someone’s catching up. Good morning, Angel. How was your night?” She replied happily.
“It was fine. Thanks. Good morning, sir” I greeted Mr Winthrop as well.
“Good morning dear” he replied simply and focused on his meal.
“How was the marriage classes yesterday, Bethel?” She asked.
“It was okay” I replied tiredly.
Please, I really wish she’d know I’m not in the mood to talk right now.
Luckily, she didn’t say any otter thing that required a reply from me and I found it so relieving.
Few minutes later, Ryan came climbing down the stairs.
My heart skipped as I stared at him.
He was fully dressed up and was busy with his wrist button as he clumped down the stairs.
Hold on; he was fully dressed up.
How’s that possible? I mean, I didn’t see him come to take his bath in the room.
Oh, my God!
Of course! He had slept in a different room.
Geez! Why didn’t I think about it? It didn’t even occur to me.
He was apparently avoiding me and had actually made use of a different room.
Oh, goodness. Why is he this angry over it?
“Ryan son” his mum called immediately she spotted him.
“Good morning mum” he said icily.
“Good morning, sweetheart. You’re just in time for…”
“I’m not hungry” he cut her off brosquely and walked out of the house.
I felt so pained and bittered throughout the drive to school. Knowing Ryan was mad at me kept eating me up. How do I ask for his forgiveness?
But I had no idea he was going to be so affected by it. And I also had no idea I was going to be so affected by his cold reaction.
I covered my face in my palms and only opened them when I felt the cat stop moving.
I opened my eyes and discovered we were in school already.
“Bye ma’am Bethel’ my driver waved at me as I alighted from the car with my bag.
“Bye Josh” I muttered weakly and proceeded into the building.
I walked so absentmindedly, reminiscing on the whole thing. I didn’t like the fact that Ryan was giving me the cold treatment.
It seemed to me like he was hurt.
I suddenly recalled Hannah’s words to me;
*He finds it hard to forgive*.
I was so lost in thoughts and didn’t realize a lady coming before me and as a result, I bumped into her and the books she held fell on the floor.
“Oh, my God! I’m sorry” I said feebly and bent to help her with the books.
“I’m really sorry” I added.
“Oh, please; its nothing” the lady replied politely and also joined in the picking up of the books.
Soon, we were done and I handed the ones in my hands over to her.
“Thanks” she beamed.
“You’re welcome” i replied, a little surprise tho.
I tried walking away but she called me back.
“Um…I’m sorry to bother you but, could you show me to class, please? I’m actually new here and a final year student. But you know, the school’s so big and I can’t seem to find my way around it” she stated.
“You’re a final year student?” I asked and she nodded.
“What department? Science, Arts or…”
“Arts, please” she cut in.
“Oh! Same here.” I said.
“Come with me then. We’re headed for the same class”.
“Oh! Really? Thank you so much” she said ecstatically and I smiled back at her and we started walking together.
“So, you’re an.old student here, huh?” She asked along the way.
“Yeah” I replied.
“And you’re…Ryan’s wife” she said and I almost coughed.
“Well…yeah” I replied, tucking my hair behind my ear.
I’m forgetting I’m becoming popular.
She smiled and stared downwards.
“By the way,” she paused and stretched out her hand for a handshake.
“My name is Shirley”.