Get me married episode 24

👰GET ME MARRIED🤵
💃S͙h͙e͙’s͙ a͙ s͙h͙r͙e͙w͙..
A͙n͙d͙ h͙e͙ s͙t͙o͙l͙e͙ m͙y͙ h͙e͙a͙r͙t͙🕺
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🍭e̲̅p̲̅i̲̅s̲̅o̲̅d̲̅e̲̅ 24: Her past🍭
 
“Taylor?!” I breathed out in relief when we whirled around and saw Taylor standing on the doorway. She walked in fully and slammed the door shut.
Erad was just staring in shock as she took long strides towards us, took my hand, and dragged me into the be-droom.
“what is wrong with you?” she scolded, slamming the door shut behind us “what has gotten over you?”
“Taylor calm down it’s nothing” I eased myself on my be-d and folded my arms
“you just showed a total stranger your face and you call it nothing?”
“st©p yelling.. Someone might hear you”
“of course I will yell” she shouted and her voice fell in a whisper “How could you?”
“you’re not going to tell anyone are you?”
“You know I won’t” Taylor face palmed herself and joined me on the be-d “Miranda I’m only trying to protect you from yourself. I’m not jealous of you but you have to end your lessons with Mr Stockton before things get out of control”
“He only saw my face. Nothing is getting out of control”
“you’ve never being tem-pted to do that”
“that’s because he’s the first man I’ve seen aside my dad and he really nee-ded someone to talk to. He’s lonely and…”
“and you think you’re what he nee-ds?” Taylor interrupted “what if your parents had seen that?”
“I know I was wrong and I’m sorry” I said calmly “you can’t tell anyone and I can’t dismiss his service. Erad doesn’t have anyone and he nee-ds this job.. He nee-ds the money”
“then st©p putting him in harms way Miranda” Taylor scolded, she was really mad at me
“I will” I sighed resignedly “I will and I promise I will”
“You better do. Now put on your veil and get back to clas-s”
I did exactly as she said and when we returned to the outer chamber, he was alre-ady gone.
“Do you think he’s mad at me too?” I asked Taylor as I eased into one of the sofas, afraid my legs couldn’t carry me anymore
“Maybe he is”
“what if he resigns?”
“I don’t think he will” Taylor sat beside me “and if he does, it’s for the best”
“I don’t want him to lose this job”
“Whatever decision he makes, it’s for the best”
I couldn’t wait for the next day to come, and when it finally c@m£, I waited on the clock to strike two when Erad would be coming.
And when it did strike two, I waited on the door to open to announce Erad’s pres£nce.
When the door finally opened, my face brightened in a big smile but mom walked in instead.
Not Erad, and not Taylor to tell me he was here.
“Good afternoon mom” I greeted in fear. What was she here to say?
Erad resigned?
“Mr Stockton is here…”
That statement made my day until she completed what she was saying.
“but I asked him to wait while I talk to you about yesterday”
Yesterday?
Did he tell my parents?
“what did he tell you?”
“I noticed the way he left and even though he insisted you did nothing and he was just having a fever, I didn’t believe him.
I knew you were being a br@t again because you hate French. But you can’t go on pissing your teachers off until they resign”
I was relief he didn’t mention anything to her. I would’ve been dead. She just had her own version of the story.
“I’m sorry mom, I’ll be more respectful”
“you better do cause we can’t lose a teacher like Mr Stockton” mom seethed “now get re-ady.. He’s here”
She walked out and Erad walked in immediately. He st©pped at the door and an awkward silence fell in the room. My heart was racing and his stare was getting intense.
What was going throu-gh his mind?
I swallowed a lump in my throat and found my voice to talk.
“I’m sorry about yesterday” I managed to say
He heaved a sigh and walked towards me, like he had been waiting for my words to move him.
“Let’s learn”
“am I forgiven?”
“You didn’t do anything wrong to me”
“I thought you were mad at me”
“I wouldn’t be”
I smiled in relief “thank you”
“but you have to be careful Miranda. I wouldn’t want any problems here” he said
“I know and I’ll be more careful and try to keep things formal”
He looked at me like he didn’t want that. But how would I be sure when that’s all he has ever wanted.
“you’re beautiful” he said and my cheeks turned crimson red. I was so embarras-sed he would notice I was blu-shing.
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Days rolled on and it was difficult trying to keep things formal. Each time my eyes met, the flames in his eyes– I couldn’t help but notice I wasn’t the only one he wished there could be more.
I couldn’t deny the chemistry each time our hands t©uçhed.
It wasn’t right but it felt so good.
“Miranda you’re still not quitting this are you?” he said, cutting my thoughts
It wasn’t easy looking away when he talked.
“you’re not pla-ying fair” I leaned into my chair
He sighed “I’m not pla-ying”
“clas-s is over now right?” I was eager to leave before I took what I wanted from him
“yea”
I got up to my feet and walked into my be-droom. I heard him chuckle as I shut the door and dropped on my be-d. The door to the outer chamber opened and closed and I knew he was gone.
If only life was being fair then I wouldn’t be in my room envisaging what a future with him would be.
I walked out of my room and entered the outer chamber. Erad was gone but his bag was still on the table.
Maybe he forgot to take it.
What do I do?
Wait for Taylor to come then tel
her to return it to him or go throu-gh the bag.
I went for the second option even though my subconsciousness kicked against it.
I sat on the couch and opened the bag. I know I shouldn’t be doing this but my curiosity was getting the best to me.
There were only textbooks and pens and a small jotter. I looked up to make sure no one was in the room with me then I started going throu-gh the jotter. I fli-pped throu-gh the pages until I c@m£ across a poem he had written. Somehow it caught my attention and I st©pped to me.
God help me I was losing my mind. I put the bag aside and started re-ading.
📖🖊 I’ve never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
And with you it was no different
I want to tell you, believe me I’ve tried
📖🖊 But there’s a p@rt of me that just can’t take that chance
So I doubt that you’ll ever know
Which may be fine with you, but it’s hurting me
I choose not to show it though
📖🖊I guess I’m your secret admirer
That name seems to fit just right
I don’t know what I like about you
But you’re on my mind, day and night
📖🖊Maybe it’s the way you look
So S-xy I can’t get enough
Or how you make me feel when you come around
I instantly forget all other stuff
📖🖊Maybe it’s the way you say my name
Or maybe it’s the way you smile
Then again it might just be everything
Getting to know you seems worth my while
📖🖊But I guess I’ll never know what it is
My true feelings I could never reveal to you
I’ll just admire you from a distance
I’m not sure what else there is to do
📖🖊The feelings are wrong though they feel so right
I shouldn’t be feeling this way
But they’re so undeniable
I’ll keep loving you
A love I can’t have
I wiped the tear that escaped my eyes when I was done.
There was a second poem on the next page.
📖🖊I wish I were a bird
every morning I would fly to your place
and sit at the window
to be the first one everyday
to see your lovely face
📖🖊I wish I were the dew
when you pick the rose
and smell its scent
I would silently wish you morning
and k!ssyou on your nose
📖🖊I wish I were the mirror
the mirror on your wall
when you would ask me
I would tell you my love
you are the fairest of them all
📖🖊Every morning when you pray
I wish I were the sun rays
to see you and be your admirer
and pray for your happiness
God bless you with grace
📖🖊Oh if, I were . . . I wish I were
or be me only
singing to you the song of love
if you would hear only.
📖🖊Singing to you till my death.
Oh my Miranda!
I love you but you can’t be mine.
I chocked on my tears and fli-pped to the next page. There was another poem. I was about re-ading when the door opened and Erad walked in.
“Miranda?!” he bellowed
I pushed the book away and j£rked with a start.
“Er.. Erad.. I thought you were gone” I stuttered
He covered the distance between us and picked the book from the floor.
“you were ravaging my stuffs” he looked re-ady to murder me
“I… I…” I groped for the right word and found none “I’m sorry”
“Miranda?!” he sighed and arranged him things in the bag “what did you see in that book?” he asked me when he was done
“Nothing”
“what ever you saw, you shouldn’t take it serious, it was all p@rt of my project.. Don’t take it personal”
I just nodded. It was too personal not to take it personal.
“I sorry for.. For going throu-gh your things”
He huffed “you’ve always been a spoiled br@t”
“you don’t have you say those words to push me away”
He heaved a sigh and looked at me “I’m sorry”
“is it really wrong to love someone you love?”
He swallowed ha-rd and his voice fell to a whisper “You love who you love Princess.. But most times, those love aren’t really meant to be…
Like whatever we feel”
Tears trickled down my cheeks uncontrollable “I’m sorry if I put you throu-gh this”
He chuckled “you didn’t” he wanted to hold me but st©pped himself
“it’s okay” I took his hand and got up to my full height “we’ll make it throu-gh”
“We can’t”
“we can at least try”
“Miranda?!”
“Erad?!”
The door creaked open and we drew ap@rt.
“until tomorrow Monsieur Stockton” I said nervously as my mom walked in
Erad nodded and walked out with a small bow.
“how was your clas-s?”
Mom asked pu-lling me down on the couch.
I looked up to see Erad smiling from the door.
“I’ll be perfect mom” I replied with my eyes on the door
“we’re proud of Monsieur Stockton” mom said
I chuckled “I’m proud of him too”
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TBC