Damien’s POV
“You may kiss the bride” was all it take before I started leaning in for my first kiss with my wife. Damn that felt nice. As I leaned and was just few inches away, she turn her head, which made me kiss her cheeks. As my lips made contact with her cheeks, she let out a gasp.
This one thing I realised. Whenever we make physical contact, she gasp. I don’t know why but its feels different. I pulled away with a frown in my face. But once everyone start clapping, I brushed it off.
I took her hand and walked down the aisle slowly and carefully making sure she doesn’t trip. As we reached the end of the aisle, she throwed the bouquet only for it to land on Olivia. Everyone start to clap and congratulate.
We walked inside the reception. We tried to avoid the media as I didn’t want Amelia overwhelmed. We started off by cutting the cake. I noticed she was trying to space between us, which didn’t settle well with me. We are husband and wife. Doesn’t she trust me?
We took our seats once we were done. I was staring at my wife. She looked gorgeous. When people were giving speech she listened inventively. When someone she didn’t know gave a speech she would scrunch her eyebrow and start thinking who is the person. It was absolutely adorable.
Finally when Tristen spoke finish, the both of us get to have our first dance. I stretched out my hand for my wife to take. At first she hesitated. But then took it. I was holding her hand softly ensuring her I wont hurt her.
We were on the dance floor when “Give me love.” by Ed Sheeran played. We started to waltz at a slow pace. All the while we were dancing she kept looking down. “Look at me.” I said suddenly making her flinch. She shook her head. I sighed and let it be. We were soon done with the dance.
Everyone started to clap. We went and sat letting everyone else dance. Soon people came about and congratulate. Sooner people started talking about business and I got involved in the conversation. After some time I turn to Amelia only to see she wasn’t there,
I start to search for her but she was nowhere inside. Not in the washroom or rooms. I thought maybe she was outside and went out to look. And I spotted her there. But she wasn’t alone. There was a boy there. And they were dancing. I wouldn’t call that dancing. It wasn’t intimidate either. But she was happily dancing with him when she wouldn’t even look at me while we dancing.
I stood there watching them dance. Soon they sat down and she had her head on his shoulder. “Ash?” she called out. So that’s his name. “Hmm” he hummed back. “I am scared.” is what she said. She is scared of me? Scared to lead a life with me? Why does she have to be so complicated? Why wouldn’t she see the fact that I am in love with her.
“Look Mia. I know you are scared. But you are strong person. Always remember that.” Was his response. I quickly storm off from there. At least he wasn’t discouraging her from this wedding. But still I was pissed. I am not sure on exactly who I was pissed at. Was it the boy who she was happy with or me, who can never make her that happy?
Why did I try to push her away when I first met her? If only I didn’t do that, she wont be scared of me right now. We would be a happy couple. But no. I had to go and threatened her and scare her. Why am I this dumb?
I saw her family and my dad gathering as Amelia, her dad and the boy came in. One by one said goodbye and finally it was the boy. She hugged him and murmured something in his ear which he chuckled. This made me even more jealous.
As my father finish talking, we started walking to the limo. I walked at a fast pace without realising myself. I was just so pissed. But on whom exactly?
I opened the door for her and she quickly went inside. I quickly got inside too and driver started to drive.
The entire drive, I was trying my best to control my anger. This was why people call me a monster. When I get angry I become a monster. Ruthless. Dangerous. And I never, and I mean never, would want Amelia to see that.
My anger cannot subside. I realised that I was angry at myself. Not the boy and definitely not my babygirl. It was entirely my fault. I was stupid and insane. I shouldn’t have try to push her away. I shouldn’t have been harsh with her.
Soon we reached my house. I quickly went out not wanting her to see me angry. I rushed into my room. I throw my stuff and start breaking things. I couldn’t get control of my anger. I start breaking everything that came into contact. I stood still panting. Then her face came into my mind. My babygirl’s face. My wife’s face. My Amelia’s face. And automatically I calmed down.
Woah. This is a first time. I was never able to get control of my anger. No matter what. But just thinking about her made my anger subside. This never happened. But her angel face can even bring the devil to his knees.
That’s when I realised I left her at car. “Oh crap” was what I thought before I went in search for her. Hopefully Mary found her and lead her to our room. I went to the living room to see Mary.
“Mary where is Amelia?” I asked panicking. She gave me the ‘you have an explaining to do’ look. I didn’t understand. Mary has always been like a mother figure to me.
“The child decided to sleep in the guestroom.” she said with a sigh. “Oh” was all I said with a sad look. I didn’t know what else to say. She sighed before continuing. “What’s going on Damien?”
I sighed before I continued. I told her everything. From bumping into her in the café till the wedding. She sighed. “What have you done boy.” she asked. “I know I was being an idiot. What am I to do. How would I know all of this would happen. Now I have no idea on how to fix it.” I said as I pull my hair in frustration.
“Now my boy. Don’t be hard on yourself. Just try talking to her. She seem damn sweet. She will understand your love. I am damn sure. But you got to try hard.” she advised.
“You think I didn’t try. Whenever I try to go near her or try to talk to her she gets scared. How am I to tell her that I love her?” I said in frustration. “Look my boy. No one said love was going to be easy. If you really cant make her listen to you, then show her that you love her. Make her see your love. Shower her with your love.” she said with determination.
When I heard that, I felt confident. I going to show her how much I love her. “Thank you so much Mary” I said as I hugged her. She hugged me with assurance.
“Now go. You are going to need a lot of preparation to win a girl’s heart.” she said as she pushed me off. I laughed as I went to the guest room.
I knocked the door. But heard nothing. I opened the door. The lights were switched of. There wasn’t anyone in the bathroom. So I assumed she was sleeping.
I went to the bed and indeed she was sleeping. The moon light shined on her face as she slept peacefully. I moved a strand of hair from her face. I traced her soft cheeks with my fingers. I cannot believe what I saw. She smiled at my touch
I realised something. She reacts for my touch. Not for my words. I leaned down and kissed her forehead. Her smile grew. She is so cute. Only if she was like this when she was awake. No worries. It will happen in the near future.
After admiring her for some time I left not wanting to scare when she wakes up. I went up to my, our soon to be, room. I started thinking ways to show her my love.
I came up with plans and ideas. I also had a thought which I didn’t like but if that’s the only way then I have no other way.
Starting from tomorrow I will do anything to show her my love.
The next morning I went to Bella’s room to see if she was there. But she wasn’t. I thought maybe she went to have breakfast. When I entered the dinning area. I went to the kitchen only to see Mary.
“Mary where is Amelia?” I asked questionably. She turned around and sighed. “She went to school” is all she said before she turn back around. “School?” I asked in confusion.
“Yes. I said I would call you but she insisted not too. I am sorry.” she apologised. I ran a frustrated sigh. Why does she have to be like this. Does she even know how to go from here to a school.
I have a stubborn wife.