Unexpected to be a Son-in-Law

Chapter Sixteen: Someone from the Past

After minutes of driving, I finally got home and went inside the house.

As soon as I step inside, I felt a different vibe, a different scenery. I look around the house and everything is a little bit off… A little bit quiet, too quiet.

Oh, now I get what it is that makes this night a little bit different, a little but changed. It is because there was no Lander cleaning the house, nor the barn, or there was no screaming from my dad to Lander. Tonight is quiet, peaceful at last.

“Where were you? We are expecting for you to come home as soon as you showed to the police where Lander at.” I looked back and saw dad standing in front of me. He looks so tired and stressed, I never seen him like this before. “Are you alright daddy? There’s definitely wrong… What is it daddy?” I asks him and he looks at me, straight into my eyes, which is kinda nerve racking.

He walks towards me and touches my cheeks and smiles.

“You can now remarried again, but this time, someone you want, and someone you deserved.”

What does he meant by remarried? Because if he has a plan to arrange another marriage for me again, I will make sure he would not see me again before the sun rises. And no, I don’t want to get married again, now that I have seen the side effects of marriage, all I ever wanted to be, was to become my old self, just enjoying her life, the college, the boys, the party, the teachers and everything. Being married holds you back because of the responsibility that you have, or because the reputation that you are holding onto.

“You can now be Alicia again… Someone you always wanted to stay. You can be my daughter again, free, and happy.” He said and he smiled at me, but a smile where you know doesn’t indicate happiness. A single one drop of tear makes my spine shiver.

“Daddy… What is going on?”

And the next thing words that came out of hi mouth, shocked me to the core that makes me feel the tears starts to be a river on my eyes. I was so shocked that I covered my mouth using both of my palm because I could not believe what I just heard…. I cannot believe what just happened.

“Lander is dead.”

“H-how?…”

“The prison where he was sent to… Burst into flame and he is one of the prisoner who are unlucky and did not escape.”

I don’t know what will be my reaction…

All I know,, that something isn’t right.

And that… I am sad for the first time. Sad for Lander which I never felt before, for the 8 months of us being together, being married to each other.

The night sleeps and the sun rises that makes me open my eyes. I found this day… Different.

I take a deep breathe and walk towards my window of my room to look outside, all I could see is the animals from the barn being taken care of out old helpers. I took a deep breathe as I remember the last thing I had heard from yesterday.

I don’t believe that he is dead, or that it was all coincidental. As much as I love my daddy, I know that he has something to do with his death, if he is, if he’s not, with the fire from the prison. Because everything that had happened yesterday, could not be coincidental. I stand for what I believe, for what I thinks.

I smiled, but not a smile for happiness. I don’t know what is wrong with myself, but, I remember always waking up in the morning, looking at this window, seeing him, doing all the barn works, the chores, everything. I sometimes found himself amusing as he never gives up, even though how dad treats him so badly, he still works at us, with him, with daddy. I never really felt we a re husband, I just felt like he is a new care taker of the animals from outside this house. We never shared a kiss, we never shares a conversation that lasted for an hour, minutes yes, especially seconds, but hour? No.

I just know we were arranged married for him to fix his financial, and for him to not go to jail. And I also know that, him being a son in law of my father would fix their relationship, or fix what dad did to their family.

I pity him so much, that all I could remember is seeing him crying almost every day.

I fix my hair and do my morning routine for the day before I walk downstairs to eat my breakfast. AS soon as I start doing my steps forward on the stairs, I could hear chattering from the living room that makes me got curious a little bit. As far as I could tell, today is Sunday, and daddy always a have a business meeting every Sunday to Wednesday, so I have no idea why I am hearing his voice for this morning.

It seems like, everyone is happy about the conversation that they are having, especially daddy, I could hear his laugh from the stairs.

“Good morning.” Junel greeted me, who is eating his Cereal while on the kitchen counter while watching a video on his Ipad. “What is going on? Who’s is in the living room.” I ask my brother. “I don’t know, some rich young guy who approximately dad likes.” He answered.

Some rich young guy? I have never knew any guy who fits my brother’s description that can make my dad laugh. So I am not really sure who Junel is talking about. “I am pretty sure you are going to like him. He’s kinda good looking, but I prefer your husbands ass.”

“Junel!”

He laughed at me like he is trying to scold me, which he always do.

“Is it the part where I said I like his ass? Or the part where I said, he is your husband.”

I raised my middle finger at him and went to the living room to look at who’s dad talking and who’s Junel talking about. And as soon as I step my floor on that room, all I could ever do was just stand there and look at the man who is sitting on our couch, talking to my father and mother.

Oh s**t.

I didn’t know he was rich…

“Mike.”

They all stopped and look at me surprise.

They all stand up and faced me.

“Hi.” He greeted me and smiled at me.

His blue eyes stand out because of the sun that is shining his whole face. His beard that you can tell that just got shaved makes him look so hot, and his tiny thin lips that is colored on red makes it looks… Delicious.

His whole self is just…. I don’t know, I don’t know what to say. All I could think about is having a crush on him was a right choice, but not a right time.

“You’re still beautiful…. Even in the morning.” He compliments.

“And you look….”

I look at him from his toe to his gracious face.

Hot…

“Different. You look different.”

But, for, three years of having crush on him, why do I not have any idea that he is rich? I mean I know he is driving a porsche, but I never knew he was rich… Or is he? I mean, I am only depending on what my stupid brother’s words. But looking at him, looking elegant, makes me believe that he is one. And that fact that he is young and talking with my dad, it always had to do with money. Daddy don’t talk to someone who is not on our family’s rich level, especially poor and those who are living in the middle.

“You two know each other?” Mother asks both of us. “Yes, actually we’re-”

He did not finished his sentence when someone get everyone’s attention.

Even my father was surprised to his coming.

“Where is Lander?”

Grand dad ask, while holding his baggage on his right hand.

His home. Grand dad is finally here, and I am so much scared to what he will do to daddy if he found out what he did to my hus-Lander. To Lander.

“Dad.”