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Cure Me - Part I |
| Written by Rowena | |
| Wednesday, 07 May 2008 | |
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Share it:      It was a great business deal. The papers and the television said it all. I had enough on my plate to deal with and now all these rubbish in the media. My every move was monitored and why wouldn't it be, I have been drawing everyone's attention. I was on every magazine cover, newspapers and televisions and I was enjoying all the publicity. I was marrying Ron Lohan, a successful surgeon whose father was a millionaire. But I had only celebrated my 20th birthday and I had all the freedom in the world. I just hated the idea of getting married at such a tender age. I had always been so good and I wanted to spend a year away from home in Europe with my friends so this whole wedding thing was just not working right for me. The limousine pulled in front of my house, I ran to get in while my parents ran after me. "You cannot go out in those shorts and please wear a top", shouted mum but I was not going to stop for any one. I quickly got into the car and asked the driver to leave. As we were doing so I took one of my shoes out and threw it towards my parents and waved them goodbye. "I have been damn too good with these stupid parents of mine", I said to myself. I quickly opened my handbag pulled a small bottle, which of course contained the world's smelliest alcohol, opened the lid and splashed some over my top. It wasn't much of a top anyway, just a rag covering my boobs. I took some in my mouth and gurgled with them and spit them out on my shorts. Now I was already to meet Ron, and I smiled with satisfaction. Just before the limousine pulled in front of the Lohan Private Hospital, I quickly took the packet of cigarette out and blew the smoke on my hair. This is so much fun, Ron will just get a heart attack if he sees me like this. The only thing left for me to do was fall hard on the steps as soon as I got out of the limousine. As I had expected the media was there, so this definitely will be fun. As the limousine pulled at the private entrance of the hospital the security ran to open the door, but before he could I flanged the door open, which knocked him down. I got out with no shoes, a dirty looking shorts and a piece of rag wrapped around like a top and I smelled like smoke and alcohol. Oh my god, I was so excited that I could just burst my lungs holding my laughter. As I tried to help the security get up on his feet, I fell over him. I got up again and this time I fell hard on the stairs. But accidentally my head hit hard on the stairs and I could fell blood running down on my face from my forehead. What a stupid fall, I thought to myself. I looked up and saw that cameras were flashing non-stop. I got up waved to them, told them it's all- good, showed them peace sign with my fingers and walked into the hospital. I was taken to Ron's cabin and he had some class. He was calm, very calm and I didn't like that at all. The least he could do was shout at me, but he was simply calm. When he came close to see my forehead, he smelled the alcohol and smoke and I could see him making faces, so it's finally working. "What do you think you are doing? I only asked you to come over for lunch and this is how you turn up". "You mean drunnkk, I said trying hard to talk like a drunk person". "No, I mean getting hurt. Why do you have to drink so much if you cannot look after yourself". Bloody mother f....ker, I thought to myself. I did so much to annoy him and all he can see is the cut on my forehead. After cleansing the wound and covering it with plaster he walked me to the next room. "The lunch will be here soon, why don't you sit and have some water. You will feel better, he said calmly". As he was going out of the door, I ran and stood at the door so that he could not go out. "Where do you think you are going? I cannot stay here alone, can I? You asked me to come over so why you leaving me now?" I kept walking towards him and pulled his tie loose and undid few top buttons. I could see his face was turning red and I knew any second now he will call off the wedding and would ask me to leave, but instead he ran his hands in his pockets and pulled a ring out. "You left your engagement ring at the pub you went to last night," and he slipped the ring back into my finger. **** he found the ring again, was this the fifth time I had lost it in the past two weeks. As he did so I got all fired up, all the alcohol and cigarette went down the drain and so did my plans. I pushed him away from the door and closed the door. I locked the door and placed the key in my rag pretend top. He was smiling and I could just kill him. When will he get angry with me? Did he know I was doing all these silly stuff on purpose? I held his shirt and pushed him on the sofa and sat on his thighs. "Hey Ron, I said placing a small kiss on his lips. Make love to me now. I want it here and right now. I love making love to sexy men like you in their offices." I knew this would certainly trigger him off but he smiled, placed his hands around my hips, and got up as I clanged on him with my legs around his waist and arms around his neck and he threw me on the sofa. "You need some sleep. So just rest here and if I hear you say anything else I will give you a shot", he said and sat opposite me. Bloody hell, I thought to myself. Will he really do that? I hated shots and he knows me too damn well. I slowly got up and moved next to him and sat in front of him on my knees. I undid few more buttons and ran my hands over his hairy chest. Man this feels good, he is a babe, damn good looking but no, I am not marrying him. I want to see Europe and do other stuff before I will settle down. "Come here, he whispered in my ears and he held my hands and pulled me over, so now I was on top of him again. "Kiss me", he whispered in my ears placing few kisses on my bare skin and wrapping his arms around my waist. "Oh ****, **** shit **** I thought. He is turning the whole table around now, what can I do now. Oh my god I am in ****, all thanks to my **** friends whose brilliant ideas I was following. As his hands moved to undo the knot that was holding my pretend top, I went yuck, yuck. "Ron I think I am going to vomit. Can I do it here?" "Yes you can and do it on my shirt and on me so that you don't get it on yourself". What the f...K, what does he think of himself. No matter what I have to vomit now and on him, but I couldn't after all I was just pretending. I excused myself and went to the bathroom. I got a shock when I looked at myself in the mirror; I looked just like a call girl. Just than I heard a knock on the door, "Neha can you take this, it's from your mum". I quickly opened the door and found Ron holding a descent top and bit longer shorts. "You can wear them, it will really look great on you and that will complete you", I said and gave the loudest and silliest laugh I could do. He pushed me to the wall and forcefully pulled the top over my head. He grabbed my hands and dragged me out of the bathroom. "What do you want from me? Why are you behaving this way? I am not marrying you because my family asked me to do so or just as the media is putting it. I am marrying you because you are a sweet innocent girl." I dropped on the floor pretending that whatever he said was too much for me to take. "Get up Neha, this is no longer funny. For the past two weeks I have not been able to sleep. You stupid behaviour just drives me up the wall. I get all sorts of calls and they are damn insulting. People want to know why I am even marrying you, a **** that's what they are calling you?" "Why are you marrying me? Is the media not saying the right thing? I know what your father is doing? So don't pretend that our marriage is not a business deal and above all you are 30 years old. Why are you even marrying a 20 year old ****?" "Common on Neha, I didn't mean that. Your dad approached us and not my dad. My dad accepted the proposal without even asking me as he knew you are a diamond and that our parent's business relationship in the market will grow. No one meant any harm." "You, your parents, my parents and their f...ken business all suck, do you hear me, I shouted and took the ring off my finger threw it on Ron's face and ran to the door. I stood there looking puzzled. "The key, Neha it's in your sexy top", Ron said with a cheeky smile on his face. He was just holding his laughter and I could fell it and I just wanted to knock him down with a powerful punch on his damn face. I pulled the key out opened the door and ran out. I walked up to the main entrance of the hospital, it was busy and people were looking at me. I waved for a taxi and off I went. Oh, the media, they were still waiting for me at the private entrance but who cares as far as I was out of Ron's hospital. Back at home I was getting hell from my parents, but it didn't bother me at all. I was expecting call from Ron's parents any moment now and horary the wedding is cancelled. But no call came in, that means Ron didn't tell his parents about my sweet visit to his office. Do I need to go again? Just than Ron walked in the house and seeing him walk in I ran upstairs to my room. I was standing behind the door listening if he was coming over to my room. As he walked in I started talking to my friend on phone. "Yes, yes Jason, of course darling I will meet you tonight". After few moments I again went "I miss you too love and I will spend the whole night with you". Ron grabbed the phone and said "Jessica stop this nonsense" and he hanged up. It was really Jessica on the other side and I could have just drowned myself in a bowl of water. Damn Ron you are too good but I am not marrying you! "You want to see Europe, well I will take you and your stupid friends. But at one condition", I opened my eyes wide in amusement. "We will spend three months together and after three months if you still don't want to marry me it will be all over between us. Do you agree?" I looked at him, well it made sense as in no condition I will be able to change my mind even if he spent 3 years with me, I would still hate his family and him. "Fine, and I forwarded my hands to shake with him in agreement, this is absolutely fine with me."
Copyright 2008 Rowena |
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