FSG Belongs To ELJames.
Apov
Kate and Elliot had it all planned. They had the venue chosen, menu decided , decoration ideas, list of hairdressers and guest list prepared.
I was upset at first but then they told me I would still have lot to do; they had decided what they would like, there were still my senses to clamour in.
I started with the dress, meanwhile, Elliot remained jubilant. "Once you were here just an organiser and now you are here Chrissys wife. What a advancement." Elliot said. The wife notation almost failing me at the instant.
Meanwhile, Christian remain his distances. He haven't visited, yet and when at home, never once glances at my direction, as if I don't exist. Yeah. Thats what it is supposed to. For one month.
As I think of it; once we were where and now we are where?
Fuck Me!!
*
"Did you had a row with Christian?" Mia asks one afternoon in the middle of the menu discussion.
I stop doodling on my laptop and glance at her. "What?"
"Its just...its not like you two don't have a row. You are always flighting as much as I gather, which is kind of cute. But, you know, he hasn't came by yet. He even took Elliot out for lunch."
"So you are upset because he took Elliot and not you?" Kate ponders.
"No! Gosh! What I'm trying to say is, he could spend a day with us rather than...is everything alright with you two?" Mia peers at me with her exclusively painted brown eyes.
"Uh," I laugh, not quite feeling it. "No! Everything is fine. Wonderful. He has some important investors or something in line, hence, busy." I shrug.
"Okay. If you say so."
Later, as I was ready to retreat, Kate approaches me.
"Something is wrong, isn't it?"
"Wrong? What worng?" I scowl at her shrugging in my coat.
"You and Christian."
I can feel my expressions changing from curious to sad.
"No. Kate..."
"Don't lie. I can see it on your face. You are extremely good liar, pretty Ani. You really fooled me there. But then, no. Its not like you two. And now, the look on your face confirms it. What happened?"
I sigh. I don't think I can escape her so I let it go. "A fight. Huge."
"Ani." She engulfs me in her arms. "Anything I can do to help."
"No." I step out of her embrace, contemplating what to say next to convince her. "I know my husband. I can deal with him pretty well."
"That you can do. You are the only one who can tell him off."
I smile and bidding her goodnight walk out of the house.
Mr. Sawyer opens door of the car and I climb in. As the car zooms out of the drive way I glance outiside at the sky, illuminated by fair lights towards which we are driving and my life which is like the sky. Dark. But never illuminated. Perhaps for a short while it was. But not now, it can never be. I, myself have brought this to me.
*
"You should come by sometimes." I say as soon as Christian slides beside me on the barstool.
Its first few words I've said to him since that night.
"Excuse me?"
"Mia is expecting you."
"I can myself talk to her, you do not need to traverse the message."
"I wouldn't if you would stop being an asre." I mutter inside my mouth.
"Excuse me?"
"Thats what Mia said."
He sigh. "Mrs. Grey, for a month," here we go again. "I with talk to my sister."
I swirl on my stool and face him. "Well, then, go. At least I do not have to make excuses on behalf of your absence."
An irk look passes his features. "Right," he gives me thought full look. "You cannot say the truth. Hence, excuses."
I gaze at him. At this moment I could plead to him. To listens to me, at least once. I can explain the situation. Ask for forgiveness. But...he deserves better. Better than an ungrateful-for-a-month wife.
"Mr. Grey, better for you to know, that you yourself are raising suspicions in your sisters mind. However, if wish you proceed as it is, who am I'm to object." I pass him a formal smile and jump off the stool.
I can feel his eyes on me as I laser slowly up the stairs and finally in.
*
My days could have been bleak, sorrowful, damaged, lonely. However, it has turned out annoying.
After days of lacking, the moment Christian has arrived he hasn't let go of a opportunity to irk me.
Pointing on tiniest mistakes to yet little bigger than that arrangements arguing to be lacking something and wouldn't even budge when I give my flat stare.
Until now, I had enough and walk out of the room grunting.
"Ana?" Mia comes running and starts walking beside me. "I know he's being too much today. Why didn't you say somehting?"
That's the point sister, I cannot say anything, I'm still at zero and he's in, well...
We enter the kitchen and there is Elliot swirling a spoon into his smoothie.
"Hey, banana, you okay?"
I shake my head and sit beside him and literally snatch the smoothie form his hands and gulp it.
As I put the empty galss down I'm confronted with two glassy eyes. Elliot. "That was the last glass."
I smile wearily. "I'll make you another..."
"From the last mongo."
Really? I groan and bob my head with my hand. "Sorry."
This is not the time. I don't know what to do.
"Hey Ana?" Kate comes gasping and stands in front of me. "What is it between you two?"
"Between who?" Elliot asks when he's done with mourning.
"Ana and her husband."
"Ah. You know its weird. After marriage she has become kind of submissive." Excuse me! Three of them shakes their head together. Bloody epic.
"Yeah. She didn't even raise a word." Kate says.
"And, oh, no objection at all. I mean where is she the Ana we know?" Mia says.
"I know, right? People change." Than suddenly Kate looks at Elliot. "Will you change?"
"Ah, baby. I'm perfect as I'm. But banana-"
I instantly surge to my feet. "Would you three stop talking as if I'm not here?"
"Oops!"
I rub head. This is going nowhere. And then suddenly I stare at them. "You know what? This all his fault!"
"Who?" They unison.
"Bloody Christian Grey! What does he thinks of himself. He's as bad a person as a husband in-"
"Where?" They interupts.
"Everywhere!" I bellow. "First he hires me, then cuts my job from HEO. Second, he...marries me in so-not-romantic way," I literary said forced, Jesus. "I mean, really, who marries like that? Then, even though I love working, he disintegrates it and keeps me at home. And now, he's showing every opprobrium in my work. Who has given him the bloody right to do it?? He bloody doesn't know a single thinthing about marriage and even management and here the Sire is filing in his own suggestions. I mean, what does he do, nothing! There are hundreds of people doing all the meetings, preparing documentations and everything and what does he do??!! He bloody sits in the chair, listens and SIGNS!!!"
I stop, heaving for breath and they stare at me. "I do everything personally and he..." I stop again.
"Why are you all..." Then it hits me. They are not staring at me but beyond me. No! No! No! No! Please. Jesus! Don't!
"Don't tell me he's right behind me." I plead and to my dismay they nods, mutely.
I clasp my both hand over my mouth and close my eyes. When I open, their eyes are at me. And whats in there? Pity. Damn!
I straighten and broad my shoulder. So what? Whatever I said is the truth.
Slowy, I turn and face him. Oh, God! He stands there, hands in pocket and has expression as he doesn't know what to say, like he working if I'm from different planets. Jesus.
I drop my head. No! No! No! What are you doing Ana? Face him. And I do. "What? You don't have any meeting to attend Mr. Grey?" I raise my brow. My heart pounding.
His remains neutral as he answers. "No, Mrs. Grey. I don't."
I nod. "Well, then, have a good day." And I walk past him, briskly.
The moment I think I'm out of earshot, I take off, land in the library and take a heavy breath. My heart hammering inside me. I am already in wrong side before Christian and this happens.
Oh God!
*
Kate wanted her bachelorette party in Grey Manor and Elliot reluctantly had to go for the pool side. I know he was onto some mischief which, being him, will happen soon.
Even though, I offer my hand for help Kate said she will organise everything and I sat back.
Now, here walking through the hallway to the living room, I'm pretty nervous what she has done. I contemplating every possible thing she could do but which won't ever fit. Meaning; she's unpredictable. I see Christian from the other side staring at me and a memory hits me. His warm lips on my cold one. The bachelorette party, I organised, almost six months ago, was when we first kissed. A feeling, desperation I couldn't escape. I shake my head and eyes on my bracelet walk past him slightly brushing against his shoulder and as I turn back he is already gone.
The moment I enter a loud eruption hits my hears and I stumble backward, horrified.
First, its all black and suddenly lights blooms in filling the room with the most beautiful shine I have ever seen. I am left speechless. Different light travel over the wall, then fake pillars curled within white pearls. There are scarlet red couches and snakes and drinks, like, really beautiful drinks decorated inside Vintage and Alsace glasses.
From the decorated stage Kate bounces up to me. "What do think Ani?"
I shake my head, open mouthed. "If I ever get married again, you so are going to organise it."
"Ah! Just wish Christian doesn't hears it." Mia, laughs from the couch.
"We were waiting for you." Granmother Phobie says. I go and hug her.
"Ita good to see you."
"You too Ani."
"There now," Mother Grace swings her arm into mine. "Shall we begin."
"We shall." Everyone shouts.
Kate introduces me to some of her friends whose name I forget as soon as they said it. Few of her friends give me wierd eye, like really weird, on the mention of me being Christians wife, well, peoples, and then, it happens. The song where Kate entertains the mildy terrific audience with pole dance. Jeez. She can move! Mia goes next. And by the time of the fourth song, I think I'm drunk with five glasses.
I surge to my feet and take the mic from the table and music stops.
"Hellowwww, orne, two, there, four." My voice grugle. "Sorry, I'm fine. Mom," I look at mother Grace. "I love you so much." She smile. "And Katie, come here, you kniw what? You have become my best friend I never had!! LOVE YOU KATEI!!"
"Aniiiii." And I think she's drunk as well. She grabs my waist pulls me toward her. The audience woops.
As Kate brings her mouth close to me the door burst open and a voice yells. "NOOOOO!" Kate's pouted lips stops and we all turn toward the door.
"Elliot!" She releases me and I stumble back. "What are you doing here?"
"We were watching!" He says, broadly.
"How dare you!!"
"Elliot," Mom stands. "You are not allowed to do that!"
"We should have had the party at some other place." One of Kates friends says, eyeing him.
"Whatever!" Elliot mutters. "Kate. You cannot kiss Ana!"
"What?"
"You were going to kiss her!!! On the lips!!!"
"What!" Everything silences in the room. What The Hell Am I Hearing?? I stare at Kate. "Jeez, Elliot Grey!! No. I was going to kiss her in the cheek."
Ow. I wind my arm around Kates neck, smile and point to my cheek on which she plants a kiss and looks at Elliot. "See."
Now Elliot is left spellbound.
Kate unwinds herself from me and walk up to him and folds her arms. "Now. What do you mean by watching?"
He looks slightly embarrassed. "Cameras, here and there."
"What!!" Everyone in the room bellows.
I stumble forward to the pillar. "That, that..." and trip over, then get up quickly. "...is invasion of privacy."
Now, everyone is staring at me, why, with the most cofusing expression?
"Ana," Mia stands. "You okay?"
"Yes, yes. I fine. I'm feeling like I never have." I put a hand on my waist and the other on the pillar for support. "I feel like..." CREAK. And Slowly one by one all the fake pillars around the room tumble downs on the floor over another.
I clasp my hand over my mouth. Shocked.
"I didn't do that..." I mumble.
I look around and everyone are on their feet staring at the mess around and Christian and some of Elliot's friend burst through the door.
Christian has hai phone in his hand which he pockets. Again.
"Christian," I whine at him. "I didn't do that..."
I topple walk towards him and trip but he rushes and catches me. "How many have you had?"
"I didn't do that..."
"You are drunk."
"Nope," I touch the tip of his nose. "Slightly intoxicated."
He groans and looks at his mother. "I'm taking her back."
"No!" I protest. "We aren't finish..."
"Yes we are!" And I before I could say anything he drags me out the room.
*
The elevator doesn't opens. I keep kicking at it.
"Okay, that enough." Christ hoist me back. "We are here." And finaly the door opens.
I stumble out.
"Anastasia...wait." He grabs me around my waist and pulls me to him.
"I'm hungry." The entire ride he have had me drink water. Gross. Now, I want to eat.
He shakes his head. "I hope you remembers all this tomorrow."
"Why wouldn't I??"
I fidget with his collar and goggle at him. Then suddenly something hits. "Christian..."
"Don't! Just don't!"
Oh, no. He knows, he thinks knows what I am going to say.
"No, Christian," I hit his chest but hr doesn't let go of me. "You don't."
"What?"
"I didn't..."
"Ana..."
"Shhhhhh. I didn't did anything to hurt you. Yes," A tear rolls down my eyes. "I slept with him..." His arms tightens around me. "...but it was because, I was angry at you, you didn't care for me, not even once, was not telling me anything, I was heartbroken, it was before, and after, I didn't want to do anything with him. I was there to say goodbye. Forever. Why don't you understand?? Huh?? I know I don't deserve you, but atleast forgive me, will you? It was before Christian, before I fell in..." and before I can say anything further, I slump against him and am off.
*
Here we go.
Ana did cheated.
And its a shame shes asking for forgiveness, isn't it?
Anyway. I hope you like it.
Take care now.
Beverly(Terrible Writer!)
