Married To
Mr Popular
(Couple’s r0m@nç£)
#Season_2
Episode 1
By: Faith Lucky.
Bethel’s Pov:
“I have a car! I have a car!” I heard myself scream and opened my eyes to discover I was saying it in my dream.
I sat up on the be-d and cu-mpped my chin in my hands.
Remembering last night’s incidence almost made me scream out loud.
Oh, God! I have a car! A br@nd new Bugatti!
The thought of it alone pla-yed jingle bells in my heart.
I covered my face with my palm and giggled. He even pe-cked me!
Seriously, I dreamt of it. Yes, the whole image returned to me in the dream. I was so overjoyed last night and didn’t even know I’d be able to sleep.
Shortly, the door opened and as expected, Ryan c@m£ in.
Huh? He wasn’t alone. He was with three people.
“Good morning, ma’am Bethel” the three strange faces greeted with a little bow.
They were two women and one man.
“H-hi” I replied, feeling surprised.
They smiled and followed Ryan to his wardrobe.
“Here. Take everything out” he told them after opening the wardrobe.
They nodded and set to work, bringing out all the clothes from the wardrobe and putting them in a bag they c@m£ with.
What’s going on?
I left the be-d immediately.
“R..Ryan” i called as I drew closer to where he stood and he turned to look at me.
“Um…Good morning” I remembered I had to greet him.
“Hi. Good morning” he replied a little Breezily.
“Um…what’s going on? Where are they taking your clothes?” I asked and he cracked.
“I’m changing my wardrobe. Its something I do every week” he replied, but I was still a bit confused.
“You’re…changing your wardrobe?” I asked.
“Yeah – new clothes will be brou-ght in later in the day.”
Huh?
“B…But why?” I asked curiously and he shrugged.
“I don’t repeat clothes, Bethel” he replied and went over to the table where his l@pt©p was kept.
What?
I scoffed and looked at the strange faces as they continued packing out the clothes.
So, the rumors were true? Ryan doesn’t repeat clothes? He changes his wardrobe every week!!!
Geez.
I turned to him as he faced his l@pt©p which he was now operating.
“Ryan” I called again, but he didn’t turn to look at me.
“Um…I really wanna thank you for the gift. I…I didn’t expect it. Thanks a lot” I said and saw him smile.
“You’re welcome” he replied and closed the l@pt©p, then turned around to look at me.
“Although, I still think you owe me a gift” he added and walked away.
I turned immediately and found him walking out of the room.
Oh! That’s true. I didn’t give him a gift. But, do I really have to?
Urgh! Bethel.
What gift could I possibly give to him?
*
I took my bath and got re-ady for school and went downstairs for breakfast immediately.
After eating, I went out to the parking lot and saw my new baby waiting for me.
Hah!
Gosh! This car’s damn too cute.
I smiled as I approached it and Lana c@m£ running behind me.
“Bethel!” I heard her call and turned to see her scuttling towards me.
“Hi” I said as she finally got to where I was.
“Um…I don’t mean to del@yyou. But, I heard one of the maids say that car over there belongs to you and I just wanted to know if it was true” she said and I chuckled.
But hold on; how did the maids get to know about this?
Geez!
“Uh…yes, its mine. Ryan gave it to me yesterday” I replied and she g@sped.
“Oh, my God! Are you kidding me??? It’s so cute.” She said dreamily, ma-king my head two.
“Thanks” I blu-shed in a smile.
“Come on, babe. You nee-d to take a picture with this. Go on and stand close to the car. It won’t take long’ she said as she brou-ght out her phone.
I giggled and went to stand next to the car.
Hm. This feels so good.
She turned on her c@m£ra and took about four five to pictures.
“Thanks baby” she beamed as she stared into the phone.
“You’re welcome”.
My driver who was alre-ady waiting for.me in my usual school van, saw what was happening and c@m£ closer.
“Ma’am Bethel..”
“Good morning, Josh.” I cut him off.
“This is my new car. So, from now on, you’ll be taking me to school with this” I said and handed the car keys to him.
He looked shocked and wanted to ask questions, but I didn’t give him a chance to ask I walked into the car.
Oh, my baby!!!
It was so cool and felt just like a house.
Josh got into the driver’s seat and started the car and soon, we were on the road.
Geez! This car is bae!
I couldn’t even tell if we were on the road or not because it made me feel like we were driving on air. It was incredible!
“Congratulations ma’am” Josh said, looking at me throu-gh the mirror.
“Thanks Josh” I replied happily and opened my phone.
Gosh! I don’t think I’ve been this excited in years .
I had alre-ady told Nicole about it last night and she was anxiously waiting to see it today in school.
Oh, Ryan!
I love you for this.
After a while, we arrived in school and even the security men at the gate were alre-ady drooling on the car as we drove in.
Josh kept going until we got to the front of the building and that was when he st©pped.
I opened the door and c@m£ out of the car and found what seemed like the entire school to me, staring at me.
Geez!
Nicole who has been waiting outside for me, c@m£ running to me immediately.
“Girlfriend!” She squeaked and ran into my arms.
I giggled and embr@ced her.
“Oh, my gee! Are you kidding me? Is this the car?” She asked in shock as she went round the car.
“Yes, Nicole. This is my baby” I said with a childish look
“Awwn. Oh, my God! Its so beautiful, Bethel. Its cute!” She exclaimed, ma-king my cheeks turn more red.
I looked around and noticed all eyes were on me. Students were running out of their clas-ses to look at the car and some were even taking pictures of it.
“You’re so lucky, Bethel. I feel like slee-ping in it” Nicole said and I laughed.
Just then, a car drove in and st©pped close to mine and I glanced at the window and noticed it was Blair.
Hm.
I folded my hands and waited for her to get out of the car and she did – slowly.
She paused after closing the door and looked at the car in front of her. Shock and bemusement was large writ on her face.
“Hey, Blair”, i waved at her.
“What happened? Why didn’t your dad drop you off with his Bugatti?” I asked but she kept mute for a while, obviously carried away.
“He…had to go somewhere…important”,she replied abs£nt mindedly.
“Um…Bethel, is this yours?” She asked and I scoffed.
“Of course. What does it look like to you? My husband gave it to me yesterday as a valentine gift” I said with a sm-irk and her eyes dimmed.
“He…He did?” She asked, stupefied.
“Yes, Blair. And just so you know, its the latest model.” I paused and moved closer to her.
“You know, Blair, people like us, we don’t br@g with things that belongs to our fathers, we actually prefer to own them ourselves” I stated and turned to leave but st©pped and looked at her again.
“Actually, I’d have loved to give you a ride, but I wouldn’t want my car to get stained with tears. And just a piece of advice, tell your dad to st©p bringing that old cargo to school” I concluded and walked away, with Nicole following me behind.
“I love you, Bethel”she said and hvgged me when we got to the pas-sage.
I chuckled and pla-yed with her hair.
Well, that serves Blair right.
We finally got to the clas-s and throu-ghout out the rest of the day, my car was the talk of the entire school.
*
*
After school hours, Nicole told me she wanted to have a taste of the car and as a result, she decided to follow me home. Besides, she said she also wanted to see what the Winthrop mansion looked like.
I also had marriage clas-ses to attend and that was the reason I couldn’t study with Kyle after school hours.
*
“Oh my God!” She g@sped into her phone as we sat next to each other in the car.
“Have you seen this, Bethel? You’re alre-ady a celebrity!” She exclaimed and I collected the phone from her immediately.
Oh, my!
My pictures were all over on the net.
They were the pictures I had taken this morning with the car.
Lana; she was the one who had taken the pictures.
How come they spre-ad so fast that different websites were carrying the news alre-ady with the headlines:
TRENDING Ph0tOS OF THE KILLER CAR RYAN WINTHROP BOUGHT FOR HIS WIFE AS A VALENTINE GIFT.
Ahhhhh.
“Mrs Popular!” Nicole screamed and hvgged me ti-ght.
I couldn’t help but blus-h.
“You’re so lucky, Bethel. I wish I were in your shoes” she said dreamily and I tweaked her nose.
“Keep dreaming, Nicole. But, keep my husband out of your dreams” I glared.
“Woahhhh. Look who’s becoming a husband fighter.” She tea-sed and I sl@pped her on the arm.
We got to the mansion and she couldn’t hide her astonishment as she kept looking around.
“This is paradise, Bethel! I can’t believe you live here” she beamed and I laughed.
I gave her enough time to go round the house and she kept jumping like a baby.
She took selfies at the garden, by the pool, and at the parking lot which she said looked like a place where cars were sold.
When she was done, I took her into the house and unfortunately, met Judy in the sitting room watching a movie.
br@t.
She scrawled her eyes at me as I entered and I ignored her and took Nicole to the room.
“Oh…my…gee! Don’t tell me this is the room you share with Ryan?” She asked abacked as we entered into the be-droom.
Well, what do you think?’ I shrugged.
“Oh, Bethel! Its super cool! It looks just like a King’s be-droom!” She exclaimed and I laughed and sat on the be-d.
“Did you see that?’ She asked and rushed over to the table which had bundles of money kept on it.
“Is this how carelessly he leaves his money? This money is capable of changing a complete family!”
I laughed again. This girl’s such a drama queen.
“Seriously Bethel, how do you feel stay in this room with someone like Ryan? You’re so lucky, girlfriend. I wish I were born in your place” she squeaked and I rolled my eyes at her.
Then, she went over to his wardrobe.
“Is this his?” She asked, her hands alre-ady placed on it.
“Move away from there, Nicole. Don’t pl@ywith that” I warned but she still went ahead to open it.
“Oh, my God!!” She g@sped.
Just like he said, new clothes had been replaced in the wardrobe.
‘Check out these jewelries, Bethel! I’m pretty sure they’re capable of buying an entire country!!” She skrie-ked in excitement.
“I’m warning you,Nicole. Ryan might be home any moment from now. Get out of there!” I rasp but she still didn’t listen.
She took up some of the jewelries and adored them.
“How can a guy have so much jewelries???” She asked and after a while, closed the wardrobe and c@m£ to me on the be-d.
“Oh, girlfriend! You’re so lucky. I wish I had a mother who would f0rç£ me to get married to someone like Ryan”. She said and I laughed.
“You’re crazy” I told her.
“Um…Bethel” she coughed and sat properly to face me.
“So, um…you and Ryan, you haven’t…had your first night, right?” She asked and I flin-ched.
“What? Hell no!” I replied with a repugnant look.
“What do you mean hell no? You guys are married, Bethel! He deserves it” she said.
“Well, I’m not re-ady for it, Nicole. Gosh! I can’t.”
“Are you kidding me? You’re nineteen, baby! Why are you starving this young guy? Who knows if he’s st©pped having s3x since you two got married”
“Well, I haven’t had s3x my entire life. So, its no big deal” I rolled my eyes.
“You’re n@ûghty, Bethel. Well, let me warn you; Ryan’s a s3x freak and you’ve starved him for far too long. By the time you two start having s3x, he’s gonna deal mercilessly with you” she said and I hit her on the head.
“You’re crazy, Nicole. Get out of my room” I blurted and she laughed.
“Besides,” I said
“What if I get pregnant? Haven’t you thought of that?”
“And so what? You’re married, Bethel. And you’ll be done with High School in less than two months from now. Besides, do you know what it means getting pregnant for Mr popular? Oh, my geeee” she exclaimed and hvgged me, ma-king me laugh.
“I un-derstand you, Nicole. And I don’t really mean to starve him. But, I’m just scared. What if I get pregnant for the wrong guy? What if…”
“Are you crazy?” She cut me off.
“What are you trying to say, Bethel? You’re married to Ryan alre-ady!”
“I know, but…” I paused and sighed.
“You know we were kind of f0rç£d into this. So…”
I paused again as an idea suddenly flitted throu-gh my mind.
“Oh my God! Nicole!” I exclaimed.
“I think I have an idea”.
“What idea?” She asked curiously.
“I…I think I’ve gotten a way to know if Ryan and I are really meant to be”.
Her eyes gleam.
“Really? How???
“The love signs!!” I chimed.
“Love signs?”
“Yes! I’ll ask for three signs and if Ryan gets to pas-s all of them, then I’ll know we’re really meant to be and this entire marriage stuff wasn’t a mistake!”
“Woahh. Does that work?”
“Of, Nicole. It does. Mum has used it before”.
A short silence stepped in.
“O..kay. So, what are the signs?” She asked and I cleared my throat and adjusted on the be-d.
“Well, first, tomorrow morning, I want him to make me breakfast” I said and she scoffed.
“Are you joking or what? How on earth do you expect Ryan of all people to specially prepare breakfast? I’m not even sure he has ever handled a match stick before”.
“Well, that’s the point, Nicole. You’ll ask for things that seem almost impossible. And if really he’s to pas-s the test, then the angel of love will make him do all that” I enthused.
“Angel of love?’ She chuckled.
“What the hell is that? That’s supersti…”
“Fine! Just shut up, Nicole” I cut her off.
“Okay. First sign acquired. So, what’s the second sign?” She asked and I smiled.
“you know,Ryan doesn’t repeat clothes. But tomorrow, I want to repeat the same clothes he was putting on today” I replied, remembering it was a red suit.
“Wow! You’re something else, girl” she said and I giggled.
“And finally, I want him to buy me a gold colored n£¢klace.
“If he’s able to carry out these signs, then I’ll know we’re really meant to be and no matter what happens, we’ll always end up together”.
“And…will you sleep with him after that?” She asked and I shrugged.
“Maybe” I replied and we laughed and fell on the be-d together.
Judy’s Pov:
I stood outside the door and listened to the crazy ladies conversation.
Hm. Love signs.
Really?
Married To
Mr Popular
(Couple’s r0m@nç£)
#Season_2
Episode 2
By: Faith Lucky.
Nicky’s Pov:
Nicole left just before Ryan returned.
When he returned, he took off the red suit he was putting on and changed into something else.
Hm. I wonder if he’s going to repeat it in the morning – like I demanded.
We left for the marriage clas-ses afterwards and when we arrived, the lessons had alre-ady commenced.
Urgh! We were always going late.
This time around, it was a different counselor, but she still acknowledged our pres£nce when we settled down.
“Its an honor to have you here with us” she concluded.
“Thank you ma’am” I replied and Ryan, of course, didn’t respond.
Then, she resumed teaching.
“So, like I was saying, avoid a third p@rty in your relationsh!p. St©p the habit of always telling your families or friends each time you’re having conflicts with your p@rtner. Learn to solve your problems yourselves without having to involve anyone. It kills relationsh!ps.
“And I’ll explain this prior to the fact that, when you involve others in your personal problems with your p@rtner, you’ll keep on getting different opinions from them and they’ll only make you confused and in the end, you’ll make nas-ty decisions. So, always learn to be secretive.”
Hm. True.
She paused and looked into her book.
“And the next point – learn to forgive.
“The willingness to forgive is one of the t©p secrets of maintaining a good relationsh!p. As humans, we’re bound to make mistakes, but in all, we nee-d to let love lead.
“So, no matter the offense, learn to forgive your p@rtner. Two wrongs can never make a right. If he’s mad and you’re mad, then who’s gonna be s-en-sible?
“So, learn to forgive. Even if you find it impossible to, just think of all the good times you two have spent together. Remember all the times he made you happy and then think to yourself: just this one mistake shouldn’t make me hate him. So, he deserves your forgiveness.”
“Well, the men should also learn to st©p being a j£rk”, a lady said from the front seat, arousing laughter from the clas-s.
I also laughed while Ryan just scoffed, finding it ridiculous.
“And…the next point”, the counselor paused and looked into her book, then clasped her hand.
“Perfect. I’ve been longing to.get to this point. And now, I want to ask.
“Do you think it’s okay to have s3x in a relationsh!pbefore you get married?” She asked and a wild murmur filled the clas-s.
Oops.
“Well,” she continued, st©pping the murmurings.
“I can vouch that 99% of you here are alre-ady having s3x with your p@rtners” she said and the murmurings resumed.
Hmm. Well, I guess Ryan and I are the 1% left.
“Yeah – but I wanna tell you, I strongly advise against s3x before marriage” the counselor said.
“Like you’re still a v*rgin”, Ryan scoffed and unfortunately, the rest of the people in the clas-s got to hear it.
Oh, God!
The counselor cringed and waved it aside and resumed with what she was saying.
“Um…so, like I was saying, I strongly advise against s3x before marriage. I mean, what if you two break up and don’t end up together? You nee-d to keep your dignity for your Mr Right.
“But, when you’re married, of course,,it becomes the sweetest ingredient”.
Oh, God! plea-se, plea-se. Can someb©dy tell her to skip this p@rt?
“When you’re married, its advised to be done often because it brings the hearts together. I mean, I don’t see why married couples will starve themselves of s3x. Its absurd. So, its strongly advised to…”
I itched the back of my nape bashfully and heard Ryan scoff.
Oh, God! I could hear my heart beating like a p@rty drum. Why did she have to bring up such t©pic?
After a while, she rounded up the discussion and went into another t©pic.
Perfect.
*
Few more hours and when we were done from the clas-ses and returned home together.
But Ryan left as soon as he dropped me off, going to God – knows – where.
*
*
Ryan’s Pov:
I woke up the next morning, still feeling dizzy. But, urgh! What to do? I nee-ded to get re-ady for an appointment.
I looked at the be-d and the pretty lady beside me was still slee-ping. I hope she gets to wake up in time for school.
I left the be-d and went out of the room, going downstairs.
I got to the dinning and discovered the maids were still setting breakfast.
Geez! They weren’t even done yet.
I turned around and went for the kitchen. I couldn’t tell why I felt so much hungry that morning.
I entered into the kitchen and looked around..what could I possibly do here?
I’ve never handled a spoon in the kitchen before.
But that morning, I didn’t feel.like asking the maids to prepare anything for me. And also didn’t feel like eating at the dining. Yeah – I didn’t feel like eating with those ugly faced people who call themselves family.
I decided to make the easiest thing I could – tea.
I reached for the chocolate and milk and put some into a mug. Then, I got some cold water and mixed it in the cu-p. I actually made use of the cold water because I couldn’t go throu-gh the stress of heating up one.
I tasted the perfect and yeah – it was perfect!
Wow! I’m such a good cook.
I smiled to myself and was about leaving with the mug when a thought suddenly niggled at me.
Yeah – why don’t I make some tea for her?
Hm.
I took out another mug and put some quantity of the chocolate and milk into it. Then, I got some cold water and mixed it and…it was just superb!
Perfect.
I reached for a tray and carefully placed the two mugs of tea on it. Then, I got some slices of bre-ad from the fridge and kept it on the tray as well and after which, I left for the room.
Bethel’s Pov:
The sound of my alarm rang into my head and disrupted my sweet sleep.
Oh, God! When will I be done with High school?
I yawned and f0rç£fully opened my eyes. Going to school was such a burden for me.
I looked and saw Ryan standing in front of the table, operating his l@pt©p.
There was a mug on the table with him.
I sat up on the be-d and noticed a tray on it.
It was a mug containing tea and some slices of bre-ad.
Why would Ryan be so careless to keep them here? What If I had mistakenly kicked them with my legs?
He turned and sh0t me a stare when he obviously s-en-sed I was awake.
“Hey” he called and turned back to his l@pt©p.
“Hi…good morning”, I replied.
“Um…why did you keep the tray on the be-d, Ryan? Why didn’t you just keep it on the table?” I asked as I got re-ady to leave the be-d.
‘Oh! They’re actually for you. I made you breakfast” he replied and I heard a loud bell ring in my head.
Whaat?
I felt my br@ins turn as I stared at the tray in front of me.
Did…Did I just hear Ryan correctly? I mean, he…made breakfast for me?
Oh, my God! The love test!
This was the first sign!!!
What?
I opened my eyes wi-de in shock and looked at him.
He left the table with the mug in his hand and sipped from it.
“R…Ryan”, i called, transfixed.
“You…made breakfast for me?” I asked and he sipped from his mug again.
“Obviously” he shrugged and left the room.
Oh, my God!
I’m not dreaming, am I?
Ryan pas-sed the first test!!!
Tbc
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