Falling For The Man I Married

-'You didn't answer my question seriously.'- I mimicked his words in my head before I laughed at his face.

"I already answered your question! I went out with my friends and your sister!" I tried to pull my hand but he didn't let me.

"You went out with them? And you just got home at this late of an hour?"

"And so? I told you I was with Nancy! And Greg was with us too, he actually drove me here!"

He clenched his jaws as he narrowed his eyes on me.

"Greg has been with you all this time? You were with him? Why didn't you tell me you're going out tonight and that you were with him?"

'-Fucking shit!'- I blinked rapidly as I felt my temper rising to my head.

"Excuse me, what did you say? I didn't tell you that I was going out tonight? Gabriel Wilsons, since when do I have to tell you my whereabouts?"

"Since you're married to me, Madielyn Wilsons!"

"Wow!" I laughed sarcastically, shaking my head. "Since I married you, why? Did I ask your whereabouts since you're married to me too? Did I ask you to report on me where you went, every time you don't sleep in your fucking room? Did I?" 

I'm not drunk actually, but thanks to the presence of alcohol, I can also scream at his handsome face.

"Madi, that's a different thing and you know that the first time you accepted this agreement that I will go with her and chase her!"

"Oh, yeah! I accepted this fucking agreement of yours, but I didn't agree to tell you all the things in my life! And I didn't agree that you'll be the one to choose the people that I should go with!"

"It's because you're married to me----"

"And you're married to me too so, what's the difference with that? Go fuck your ex and I don't care! And I'll go fuck my own business!" 

I yelled at him with all the veins that showed on my neck. I know we can disturb the now sleeping maids, but I can't help but defend myself with how he wants to control all things. I turned my way towards the wide staircase.

"Madi, can we please talk civilly?" 

He asked in a low voice as he followed behind me. I turned to him and sighed as I tried also to level my voice into his tone.

"Gabriel, let me remind you, yes, we're married, but being married to each other doesn't mean, I need to ask for your permission every time there's something I wanted to do in my life because I don't ask yours. I haven't questioned you every time you got somewherr or who's with you at that moment. Please let me do the things I wanted to do because I forgot about being myself when I said yes to you."

"Madi, I'm just worried. I was worried sick when I didn't find you at home earlier. I've been calling you, but you haven't answered my calls."

"Hmm... Let's just say, I like to give the gift of my absence to those who do not appreciate my presence." 

I smiled and patted his cheek and headed for the stairs. I saw how his jaws dropped with my last statement. And thanks again to those bucket of beers, at least they allowed me borrow some strength and courage for tonight. If only I had known this thing a long time ago, I would certainly drink alcohol like water every day.

"Madi." I heard his voice again when I was about to open the door to my room. " Let's talk about this tomorrow when you're sober."

"I'm not drunk, Gabriel, but if you want some 'talk' tomorrow, then that's fine. Goodnight, Gab." I walked over to him and kissed him goodnight on the cheek.

I sighed and leaned back against the door. I closed my eyes and remember the happenings of this night. Sandy was wrong when she said he would appreciate my outfit. I smiled bitterly and kicked my shoes on the floor and my bag on the couch. He didn't even notice my dress. Huh! I jumped on top of the bed first with my stomach and not after a minute, I received a text message.

"Oh my God!" I complained as I got up to get the phone from my bag. It's a message from Greg.

**I'm home. Goodnight, Madi.**

and

**Goodnight, Greg.**

then I three myself

*****

morning and the noisy rectangular

I forget to adjust you last night?" I said

heard the constant knocking and calling of my name from the other side of the

I

Madi? Ma'am Madi."

I have no choice but to get up and opened the

with a half-smile and half-closed eyes,

asked me with wide eyes. I know what she refers to, my makeup... especially my mascara that smudged on my both

make up, silly." I chuckled and opened the door

said nodding. "Ahm... Ma'am Madi, Sir Gabriel wants to inform you that he's

walked back and sat on the

breakfast. He made breakfast for the two of you," she said

I asked in disbelief and instantly my

laced with tease and her

him to wait

"Ma'am?"

kidding." I smiled and stood up. "I'll

said and walked out

just cooked for breakfast, what's so special about that? And what's that smile of yours?" I asked myself in front of the mirror, but my stupid

brushed my teeth, because taking a bath

went down the stairs and headed directly into the kitchen, where I found him typing something on his laptop with his phone by his side. When he

asked smiling

an eyebrow with his gesture. Just like that? As if

I love him, my heart and mind were always fighting who among them should I listen to. But I've noticed

I also made orange juice for you, so what do you want?" He pulled a

all of

Lea's help." he smiled shyly while scratching the back of his neck. He also

nodding and was about to get some pancakes when he stopped

the fork from my hand and placed three pancakes on my plate. I just smiled and didn't say

-'Seize the moment.'-

my name

at him after putting the fourth bite

was just worried about you. I thought something bad had happened to you. I called everyone who seemed close to you... Sandy and Nancy but they also haven't answered my calls. Then I disturbed my private investigator to trace you and that's

at what he said. He did all that for me? Because he's worried? I don't really know how much of a worry I've caused him. I gulped the orange juice

sorry, I didn't know

also sorry for yelling at you last night. And yeah, I've realized you're right. I forced you into this mess so, I have no right to

not

my agreement and we're not a real husband and wife, a real couple. And I haven't asked for your permission with my whereabouts these past few days and nights.

Here's the big

because I'm your friend. I'm worried about you, Madi. I'm a man and I can protect myself, but you're different, you're

you mean to say

That's not what I mean. Madi, I care about you. I know you can't see it,