Chapter 3 Memory

2 years ago..

MEMORY

"Can you fucking leave and get out of my sight?!" His very loud voice echoed in the four corners of our house, causing me to shut my eyes tightly. It's been a month since we got married and moved into the same house, we got along well at first, but since he started drowning himself in alcohol, his treatment of me has changed, but I try to understand and I just accept all the painful words he's throwing at me, knowing he was just drunk.

"Ty, you're drunk. Give me that glass, please. I'll take you to your room, too," I tried on reaching out for a glass he was holding with wine still in his hand.

"Didn't I tell you to leave?! Can't you fucking get that? Is it that hard to understand? I said. Leave."

"You're drunk, Tyron. Please, listen to me at least once. You're not the only one who's having a hard time here," I pleaded. I've stopped him earlier, but he really doesn't want to listen.

"Then go," I was momentarily taken aback by what he said.

"What are you saying?" He scoffed as he averted his gaze on me. My vision was starting to get blurry, but it still remained pinned on him.

"Why did you even need to come into my life?" My heart seemed to pound as his sharp eye turned toward me.

"Are you that dumb for you not to be aware of it?" He clicked his tongue inside his mouth.

"I still wonder why you agreed to this fucking arranged marriage, though it's obvious to you that I don't like you and I want to marry someone else," my lips parted.

"Are you that desperate?" That question devastated my heart. I could feel the corner of my eye getting wet from the pain I was feeling.

Desperate? Is that how he looked at me?

"Well, congrats. You completely ruined my fucking life."

"What are you saying? You're drunk," my lips quivered, forcing the conversation to change.

"And now you're acting as if you're the one who's innocent here, huh? Did you even know that you ruined my life? You didn't fucking know how much I'm damn wasted right now, because I lost the only person I loved just because of this freaking nonsense marriage!"

My eyes were spared when I felt my tears running down my cheeks. I knew that I was the only one who wanted it, but he didn't have to make me feel that it was my fault.

"It's not my fault," I said softly. I barely jumped in when I heard him chuckling after he stood up from sitting on the sofa.

"Really?" He asked sarcastically.

"I begged you, Ciara. I begged you not only twice, but fucking a lot of times! I beg you to help me not to continue this marriage because you know, you know at the time that I was about to propose to someone I love. But what did you do? You were the one who forced your parents to continue the wedding, even though it's obvious that I already have a plan and I don't want to stick with you! You're so selfish, do you even know that? Do you know how evil you are? You ruined my life."

My heart was even more broken by the last thing he said. And I know that's true. I became selfish at that time, because I wanted to be with you even though I knew you loved someone else, but is it that bad to hope that there's still a chance to for you to love me? I know I'm wrong, but that's the only way I had, so even though I know you don't want to, I still insisted because of my own will, even though I knew that the decision I was making would only damage your life.

"I'm sorry."

I had so much in mind to say, but that's the only word that came out of my mouth.

"Your sorry won't change the story, you still marry me as a reason to lose the person I love." I felt his footsteps approaching me, but I kept my own head bowed and my eyes fixed on the floor.

"It's your fault, so don't expect me to love you back, because no matter what you do, you're still the reason why I lost everything." He left me dumbfounded.

End of flashback

Tyron's pov

When I see my girl running towards me, a genuine smile plastered on my face. She's here.

"Honey!" She cried as she wrapped her arms around me tightly, as though she hadn't seen me for a long time.

"You're hefe." I hugged her back and let her feel the warmth of my hug.

"You miss me?"

"You don't know how much I'm missing you, hon. I've been thinking about you lately, I thought you wouldn't show up again." I gently laughed.

"Come on, I've only been gone for a week," I joked, making her even more frustrated.

"I hate you!"

"Kidding, don't be sad anymore. Look, I have something for you." I took the small box out of my pocket and opened it in front of her. A smile gently drew on my face, when her small smile flashed on her lips again.

"Hony .." She almost cried when I took the pendant necklace out of the tiny box and put it unto her.

"Do you like it?" I asked, but I didn't receive an answer from her. She was speechless and unable to remove sight at the necklace I put on her. I couldn't help but to smile, knowing that she liked what I gave to her.

"Hon, this is too much.." He hugged me and looked up at me in a rush.

"I love it, I love you." I cupped her face and planted a kiss on her forehead.

"But I don't have a gift for you."

"It's okay, your presence is enough as a gift."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"God, I don't deserve you. I love you," she cried.

"Of course, you do. Who said you don't deserve me?"

"Me, I just said it. Are you deaf?" I chuckled softly before booping her nose as she scrunched it. I really miss her, a lot. Like, a damn lot.