----~[AMELIA]~-----
The warm brightness of the sun illuminates the entire atmosphere the next day as I walk through the large garden within our home's premises exploring the beautiful flowers and sniffing the early warm cool breeze of the day. My thoughts and mood at the moment are in a dull state. In absolute abstinence. Abstinence from..... I don't even know.
The frustration and disappointment eating away at my gut is irresistibly hard as I recall last night's event. The most annoying moment of my life. It was just this morning that the entire s**t dawned on me. My freaking husband doesn't know how to make love to me. He.... He..... Shit..... What the heck was that last night? Or is that how making love feels? I feel so moody and distraught. Worst of, he didn't even acknowledge me like I was his wife after taking what he wanted. He just.... He just went off to sleep like..... Aaaargh.
I bite my lip with frustration and soon realise that I am squeezing one of the flowers absentmindedly. s**t. I free the flower and try my best to adjust it back to its normal self but it's already too late. The flower has been crumpled and destroyed by my ferocity.
I sigh and shake my head before turning back towards the house. He must be awake by now. I have to go and make sure of that and prepare his breakfast as soon as possible. I am not ready to be declared a bad irresponsible wife even before the marriage starts.
I hurriedly step into the house and head straight towards the kitchen. The entire house seems to be extremely silent as ever and it makes me miss the noisy moments I usually had back at my family's home. I wondered if in the future my home will still remain as dull and boring as this. I sincerely hope it doesn't. Maybe later in future, we are going to have kids and then this house is going to be filled with those pretty little ones scurrying here and there.
But then, I suddenly remember that there's only one way for kids to step into this apartment. s**t. How the hell are we going to keep doing it if it is so hurting and painful like that ? Damn it.
I lean against the kitchen basin and cover my face with my palms. I then frustratedly move my hand backwards, racking my fingers through my hair. Maybe at some point I'll have to explain this to him. But will he freaking understand if I do that?
After a few moments, I am done with breakfast and I carry it straight up to the bedroom to check out if he's still asleep. A breakfast in bed seems to be in order and it sounds like the best plan at the time. I step into the bedroom to see him still asleep with the covers draped around him. I sigh and approach him slowly stopping right before him.
I'm about to tap him and wake him up when the doorbell rings suddenly jolting me and I nearly spill his breakfast contents on him.
However, I am quick to adjust and I look at him to see his eyes open. He is staring at me with a furrowed eyebrow.
I grin sheepishly. "uh good morning my husband..." He smiles.
" Is that really for me?" I chuckle.
"Definitely. Uh....can you help me take this, let me get the door."
" Sure." he immediately takes the tray from me and I step out of the bedroom down the stairs.
I pry the door open with lack of focus till I look up to behold my three sheepish brain draining friends.
" Happy married life!!!" All three exclaim in unison and I am forced to roll my eyes, grunting.
"Oh my God." I groan and they all laugh forcing their way in without even waiting for my reply.
Seriously?
who the hell just walks into a friend's husband's house like that without permission?
I however, shrug and shut the door. The three of them come bearing gifts and I stand before them, folding my hands and giving them a questioning look.
Eve, one of them speaks up. "yeah I know what you're thinking. we got gifts for you at the wedding. I can assure you that what we have here are not gifts for wedding. they are gifts to finally welcome you into the age of a happy blessed marriage." she says with a grin and the others roll their eyes.
"That is a silly quote to say Eve."Isabella, another says and I find myself giggling.
"Ignore the little girl Amelia." The last of them, Amanda, speaks and I smile. "We just decided to get you this ...... you know...the thought just came to our minds." She says and I raise both eyebrows at her.
I stare at all three of them. "Really? Well that's awesome." I say in such a sarcastic way and they all laugh.
I smile and retrieve the gifts from them. "Anyways thanks so much for these guys. I'll just have to find a new way to set this in . Trust me, our house is still not relieved off all the enormous presents we received at the wedding." I say and all three chuckle.
"So ." Eve looks around as if trying to make sure we are the only ones in sitting room. "Where is your husband?" She whispers and I frown with wonder. They all seat down.
What could this little girl be driving at right now?
"He's in the bedroom having a nice breakfast." I say and a glint flashes in her eyes. I can tell that this little friend of mine is definitely up to no good.
She smirks. "So how was your first night?" she drops the bomb and the other two turn to me gazing at me expectantly.
OH BLOODY NEW SHIPMENTS OF THE HOLIES!!!
I chuckle nervously and brush my fingers through my hair. "That's a very very huge question you just asked there ." I say and they all look at me wondering what I meant.
I chuckle and walk up towards them sitting in their midst. They are all still gazing at me expectantly as I fiddle with my fingers.
"So how the hell am I going to explain this to you right now?" I ask no one in particular and they are all staring at me with wonder.
"How how can it be to hard to explain? You can just tell us in one word. Sweet, stunning, beautiful, blissful, unbelievable, ......."
I chuckle. "And what if the answer is not among the options you gave?" I ask and they look at themselves before turning their attention back to me.
"Just speed things up and tell us how it felt young lady. Stop trying to give us, the unmarried ones a heart attack." Isabella says and I smile.
"Okay well, to just fill you in your curiosity, I don't think s*x is an enjoyable entity as you guys described it." I say and notice their expressions fall as sharply as a stone to the ground.
They blink and look at each other briskly before turning back to me.
"What the hell do you mean by that?" Eve asks and I scoff.
"Trust me guys. Last night was the most horrible night of my life." I say as quietly as I can glancing behind me to make sure my husband isn't coming down the stairs at the moment.
They are all gazing at me with stunned expressions. "I would really like you to rephrase right now, Amelia. I really still don't get that sentence. what the hell do you mean by last night was the most horrible moment of your life?" Amanda asks and I sigh deeply.
I entangle my fingers together and turn to them all. "I just have one description for you all right now. It was horribly painful and I don't know... he just did it like he has been trying to get a hold of it for ages and finally got it ...., I mean he just ..
.. I don't know. He handled me like I was some prostitute or something I don't know. All I can say right now is that I didn't enjoy it." I say and the disappointed looks on their faces makes me take a deep breath.
I shake my head and clutch at my hair. "I don't know, I shouldn't even be telling you guys about this, this is my personal marriage matter." I say and Isabella glares at me.
"Don't you dare say that. this is a serious issue that should be shared as much as possible with friends and anyone that could be of help."
" it is still a struggle to me that that handsome god-looking man is not a love maker." Eve says and I bite my lip.
"I thought as much." I say. "But I was gravely disappointed. In fact right now I don't think my p***y will be able to handle anything as much as s*x because I am a hundred percent sore as hell." I say and all three stare at me with pity. I scoff and try to stand up when...
"Amelia Amelia." Brandon, my husband calls from the staircase and we all turn to see him stepping down quickly with his phone to his ear and a happy elated look etched all over his face.
He turns his attention and focus to me. "Can you please get the door open? My brother Nathan has returned." He says and i beam.
That's really a good news to hear.