The Wedding Night

Giovanni POVText © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Waking up around one a. m due to insomnia had been a routine in my life but, the woman I encountered yesterday made it worst.

I woke up with a gasp. sweat drips down my face even with the air condition in the room. I stared at the ceiling, unable to stand up from the bed because I was weak by the dream I just had

It was that woman’s voice. The woman whose face I couldn’t see in the dream.

“Let’s me go! Let me go!!. Franklin, Franklin.” That was what she had said in the dream.

I blinked and thought about who the woman in my dream was. I turned to the left side of my king-sized bed and grabbed a pill that was laying on the desk.

Mustering all the strength inside of me, I stood up from the bed and walked to the bathroom. I emptied all the pills into my WC and flushed them.

“Stupid doctors with their stupid prescriptions”

The pills were prescribed for my insomnia but, it was useless to me. It didn’t help my sleeping disorder. The nightmares kept coming and getting worse.

I turned on my faucet and washed my face.  When I was done, I stared at my reflection in the mirror. My eyes looked emotionless like there was no life in them. I touched the back of my bare neck where a scar from burns ran down to my bare left shoulder. The scars were fading but the memories didn’t.

The scar reminded me that I was a survivor of second-degree burns. The worst thing was that I couldn’t remember what started the fire or how I got to the scene.

I stared at my reflection for a while before walking out of the bathroom. I walked to my closet and grabbed a shirt. I wore the shirt and left my room down to my grand stairs into my study room.

My study room was the only place in my house that kept me sane. I grabbed a book titled nightmares from the wooden shelf that was inside the study room. I sat on the brown leather couch and opened the book to read. Soon, my nose was buried into the book.

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When I got to the company around 9 a. m that morning, I met the security guards arguing with a petite and dark-haired woman. I didn’t need anyone to tell me who the woman was because I knew it was Melinda or Monica. I couldn’t even really remember her name.

I walked to them and spoke with the security guards.

“What the hell is going on? “I asked with my anger building inside of me. They were creating a scene and it was one of the things I hated.

Melinda or Monica pointed to the security guards to explain.

“This same woman claims to be your assistant. Should I call the cops sir?” One of the security asked.

I waved my hand at him and turned to face Melinda or Monica. The woman looks like trouble itself. The reason why I had made her my assistant was to find out why she called me her husband.

Melinda or Monica smiled at me like I was the best thing in her life but instead I glared at her. I eyed her from her eye down to her foot because I was disgusted at her outfit. She wore a plain black skirt that had three visible holes.  A yellow camisole and a black blazer that was too big for her petite size. She didn’t even wear shoes instead she wore a pair of brown sandals that’s looks like Pharaoh’s sandals.

“Is she insane? This is a big company for Christ sake”

“Ahem, “Melinda or Monica coughed to gain my attention. It appears that I had been staring too much.

“Right, “I quickly replied not knowing what to say. Melinda or Monica raised a brow at my stupidness. I faced the security and informed them of who she was. “This is Melinda, my assistant”

“My name is melody. Please to meet you. “She offered her hand to the security but they didn’t respond. “Sorry, “she laughed and dropped her hand.

“Follow me miss Monica”I commanded as I walked into the company with Dennis and two other bodyguards.

“I said my name is melody! “She shouted after me.

” Alright miss melody, “I corrected myself and smirked at me.

“Are they necessary?” she asked.

“Who?”

“Them!” she pointed to Dennis and the guards.

“Yes, they are”I gave her a simple reply and walked to my private elevator. She followed into the elevator but she was dragged hut by Dennis.

“Take the public elevator ma’am. This one is for the boss”Dennis informed her but she didn’t take it lightly and entered into the elevator again.

Dennis pushed her out again and pointed to the elevator beside me. “I’ll suggest you take the public elevator miss. This one is private. You can’t use this for security reasons.”

“motivi di Sicurezza il Mio piede!

sei solo stupid. (Security my foot! You are just stupid.)” Melody cursed angrily in Italian and entered the elevator.

I struggled to suppress my laughter at what she said.

“She had cursed Dennis in Italian. She is one crazy woman. ”

When I got to the 35th floor where my office, I met melody arguing with my general manager and a woman whose dressing barely covered her thighs. Her breast we’re on full display. The woman was dressed like she was going to a club party.

“Who the hell bought a fucking barbie to my office?” I didn’t realize that I had said that aloud.

“Sir.” my manager greeted but I gave no reply. My attention was on the barbie princess who was flashing her lashes at me.

“Did I stutter manager Samuel?”

“Sir, “Samuel replied with a confused look probably not getting what I asked.

As I opened my mouth to speak, melody beat me to it.

“I guess your manager is deaf. Who the hell bought a freaking barbie to my office?” she imitated me. Samuel and the barbie doll glare at her but she didn’t flinch. “Don’t glare at me. It’s what your boss said.”

“Sir. This is Carmella, your new personal assistant.”Samuel announced.

“Personal assistant?”

“If you still want your job Samuel, I’ll suggest you send that thing out of my company! “I shouted and pointed at Carmella.

“Yes s-sir “Samuel stuttered and pushed Carmella towards the elevator.

“In my office now!”I said to Samuel after he had pushed Carmella into the elevator.

I walked to my office with melody trailing after me while Dennis and the two guards stood guard outside my door. As soon as I got to my office, I sat down on the couch and let out a sigh.

“Are you alright?”  melody worriedly asked.

“None of your business,  “I retorted.

She was right because I wasn’t fine. My throat ache some much that I felt like getting throat surgery. My head pounded and I could feel my temperature rising. Sweat drips down my face and it made me loosen the blue tie around my neck.

“Are you alright?” melody asked again.

I stood up and grabbed her hand in a tight grip. “Just shut up!  Don’t you ever ask if I was fine or not!”I shouted and loosen the grip on her hand.

She stared at me with an expression I couldn’t explain but I knew she was hurt by what I said. I knew that I was a little bit harsh but I don’t want anybody asking after me. It makes me feel weak and useless.

“Get out of my office!”

“What?” she sounded confused because of the way I was acting.

“I said get out of my office!”I roared and pointed to the door. Just after my roaring, Dennis burst into my office.

“Boss! “He called but I didn’t reply instead I held my pounding head. “Boss!” he rushed to me and grabbed my hands.

“Take her to the manager. Tell him that, she is my assistance.”I commanded.

Dennis looked at me like I’ve grown two heads and he knew better to refuse my command. He walked to where melody stood and pointed to the door.

“This way miss,” Dennis said to her but she stood still.

She looked shocked and hurt. Dennis pulled her hand and lead her outside. Before she left, she looked at me with sadness written on her face.

I collapsed on the couch as soon as they left. I was tired of my life and the pains I was going through.