My only addiction - Episode 47

 

Ethan's POV
After draining all the energy from her, we spent the whole afternoon in bed planning the wedding. I know we sound insanely crazy but who cares..

So practically Arya thinks the gown I want her to wear on that special day is Hella expensive. I seriously never understand women. You don't treat then they complain, you shower your money on them it's still a problem . It's not like I can't afford it.

We are going to have our wedding ceremony in the Lavista Marcias Beach house and then leave for one month honeymoon after the season. She is gonna bake a ten-layer cake which is to me is unnecessary since it's a simple private wedding but let me let her do her thing.

Everything is in order apart from her wedding gown..She doesn't want me going with her to shop for her wedding gown something about bad luck when I see the gown. But that's bullshit and a crazy superstition..

About the proposal, I am still narrowing down the million ideas running marathon in my head.

"I can't believe you don't want to wear that wedding dress..." I had tucked her against me  with her head resting on my chest.
"It's hella expensive Ethan..."
"When did I ever say money is a problem????"
"I don't want to wear it and you should stop trying to convince me because I won't change my mind..."

She tried to pull away from me but I held her tighter.
"You are not going anywhere baby.. I don't care what you wear that day even if you chose to go naked as long as I marry you.."
"I am glad we are clear on that..."

"So tell me all about you growing up????" I wanted to know everything about her

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. The first name she said when she started speaking, her first kiss, her first day in school. No detail was small when it came to her.

"There is nothing interesting about my upbringing Love. My dad was a police officer and my mom a house wife. We a happy simple family until my dad lost his job when I was fifteen. I couldn't recognise him anymore. He was always mad at all of us and insulting my mom every chance he got but mom always told us to understand him. That he was going through a lot and the only way to he could feel better was yelling at us."  Suddenly I felt something wet trickling my chest.. When I lifted her chin up, her cheeks were wet with tears...

"Baby, I didn't mean to make you cry. I am sorry, if you don't want to talk about it then I understand..." I pressed a kiss on her forehead...
"Some wounds never heal no matter how much time passes.." She curled into my side and pulled me closer to her...

"Did things get better????"
"They did one year later and we got our dad back...The happy, jovial and funny dad but he was never around apart from weekends. When we thought everything would go back to normal, mom and dad separated since mom hated dad's new job and made it clear she would only take him back when he quits his job...It was a hard for us especially mom when  Andrew and Nick opted to move in with my father. I was there for her but it wasn't the same without her sons..."

Poor baby, I can't believe she had to go through all that in her tender age...If only I had a way to go back in time and make everything okay then I would. But for now, I can only offer her the comfort she needs..

"Did your brother's and father come back????"
"For three years,"She said between choked sobs trying to pull away again but I wouldn't allow her...
"For three years, it was only my mom and I..It was time she stopped throwing herself pity parties and focus on her little girl.She began working her ass out so as I could finally finish school..I remember there was this Saturday she fainted in the bathroom because of fatigue..." More splash on my chest making me tighten my grip..

"I knew she wasn't okay but she always tried to show me everything was okay. I hated my dad and brothers for abandoning us. I hated seeing mom so weak and sickly but there was nothing much I would do.  I don't know if it happened for the best or for the worst, dad began visiting over the weekend and  even spending the night. For the first time in what felt like forever I saw a genuine smile on my mom's face..He was her universe, her source of strength. Andrew and Nick began visiting too which made mom happy..She had a feeling she would get her family back soon... But that's not what date had in store, I remember that day like it was yesterday April 27th..." She paused for a while, taking a deep breath before finally speaking," that call...That call that changed our lives. That call that I will never forget. I wish he never took her on that date. I wish he never came back. I wish they would have gone their separate ways and then I wouldn't have lost her...." Her breathing suddenly picked a speed. More rapid, more shallow... Her limbs trembling.. She tried to say something but no words left her lips...

"Just breath baby.. Slow down baby, take soft breaths..."

I slowly lied her on the bed and squeezed her hand as she worked on evening her breaths...
"That's more like it baby..." I encouraged as she began to breath normally.
"You are doing a good job. I want you to calm down and not think about it anymore...It's all a nightmare..." I pulled her up to my chest so I can reach her lips with mine...

For a while, I just held her in comfortable silence as guilt clawed through my chest. If I didn't bring up the subject then she wouldn't have experienced a panic attack...One thing is for sure, the old wounds haven't healed yet..

I didn't mind the silent tears that rolled down my chest as long as she was okay...
"Thank you..." She whispered...
"How are you now????" I pressed a kiss on her temples.
"Sorry about earlier...I haven't learnt to handle my attacks yet..."
"It's okay baby...I am glad you okay. I am sorry I brought it up..."
"I love you...."
"I love you too baby..Why don't we go out tonight and have some fun????"

"Wow!!!" She pulled away from my chest,"That's a good plan." She said in a slight smile with puffy eyes.

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As we walked down the streets of Sakwa  with Arya's hand hooked on my arm I realised that nothing in my life right now in my life is important enough to take me away from her..

She wasn't just the woman I was in love with. She was my world.

If it were up to me, I wouldn't be wearing this crazy glasses and cap. But Arya insisted that until we settle the Melanie saga, we should lay low.

Don't I just f*cking love this  woman...
"Ethan, everything feels perfect. I am gonna miss this place when we go back home..." She said excitedly, looking around.

"You know we can...."
"I am not changing my mind. We are going back home tomorrow..."

When we go home, I will prove to her how much she means to me.. I was afraid of love because of its vulnerability but that's what makes it fun. The fact that you love someone more than life itself and you would do anything to protect and keep  them happy gives your life meaning.

"I love you..." I just felt I should say it.
"I love you too..." She smiled as I slid the door open into the King Burger.

After we ordered, we slipped into  a back booth waiting for the server to bring out our food.
"Ethan, can we have some few drinks tonight before going back home????"
"What do you have in mind????"
"Tequila night..."
"You know you can't handle your alcohol."
"I have you..."

Finally twenty minutes later we got our food.  Cheeseburgers, seasoned fries and milkshakes..
"This burger is a killer..."Arya shook her head  after her first large bite.
" They have awesome burgers....."

After we were done with our food, we walked three buildings down the streets and halted at the biggest club in Sakwa.. The Heirs..

If she wants to get wasted tonight then this is the place. It's where the rich kids hang out..
"Are we in the right place????" Arya asked after we walked into the lobby.

"Yeah...The Heirs..We are going to get down in style baby.."
"Let's do this then..."

At least there wasn't any recognition on the hostess' face as she looked at me or Arya when we sat by the bar counter.

I ordered two shots of tequila when I remembered about the first night we met. It's crazy how things changed so quickly...

"Cheers to us baby..." We clinked glasses and tossed the tequila back. I love the burning sensation  as the tequila slid down my throat.

Arya opted to forgo salt and  the lime and decided to take the shots straight. A decision I am sure she would regret later..

"That felt awesome..." She slapped the shot glass on the bar.
"Do you want more?????"
"Yes please..."

I ordered another round of tequila shots and Arya downed both hers and mine..
"This reminds me how you downed seven shots of tequila until I had to hold your hand for you to stop..."

"Let me guess, that didn't end well..." She chuckled.
"You asked me if I was the one paying...."
"I was nursing a broken heart love...."

"That's not all, The moment you sat beside me, folding your leg on the other dangling your high heels I couldn't stop staring..."

"How comes I don't remember????"
"Because of this thing called Tequila...Do you know you stole a kiss from me????"

"You are lying...." She giggled under her hand...
"I am not and truth be told I wanted more.. After we shared that kiss something inside me  wanted to make you mine...You are the best thing that has ever happened to me baby..."

"Cheers," She lifted her shot glass up, I hadn't realised she had ordered another round.
"Cheers to us baby..." We clinked our glasses and downed the tequila...

When short and sweet by Sauti Sol began playing on the background, Arya dragged me to the dancefloor and began dancing like her life depended on it...My girl has awesome moves...

"C'mon Ethan, lets shake it off. We don't know what awaits us in Nairobi tomorrow..."

She was right...I should let myself free...We danced so hard that my knees began to hurt. I can't tell what moves we did on that dancefloor but all I know is we had fun...

All that hardwork needed few more tequila shots... Several Tequila shots glasses were lined up for us and we downed all of them like Pros.
"Let's have more Ethan...." Arya pleaded...
"No, we both know you can't handle your alcohol..."
"Please only three more shots love then we will go home..."
"Okay, three more...And please no dancing on top of the bar counter..." I warned and she nodded silently...

I gave the hostess a huge tip to watch over Arya as I rushed to the washroom because when she is drunk you can expect anything.

When I walked out of the washroom, everybody's eyes were as still as some billboard poster  at  the bar counter's direction with Dance for you by Beyonce playing on the background...

The song, the bar counter...Dear God let it not be what I think it is.. I looked towards the counter and there was Arya, running her hands  up and down her body with movements designed to arouse and anticipate. To make matters worse she was wearing a very short floral off shoulder sundress and a pair of sandals.

I couldn't fathom the fact that every man in that bar had undressed my Arya in their minds. It was sickening.

God knows how much I wanted to tear every man's eyes from her. I too was riveted by her smooth graceful  movements to even do a damn thing but that was my girl they were looking at.

Rage boiled through me, an age old instinct had me hurriedly walking to the bar counter and carrying her over my shoulder...
"I told you to look after her..." I barked at the hostess....
"She was entertaining them..." She shrugged...

"I want to dance more...."
"Shut up before I spank you right here..." I cussed out. My voice rough and deep.

We carried her out of The Heirs to where I had parked my car. I didn't care about the weird looks I got from people. She is my girl, got a problem with it???

"How could you???" I asked her the moment I steady placed her feet on the floor.
"Ethan???"

I know that look so well... I rubbed her back soothingly as she leaned forward and puked at the gravel....
"I feel horrible..." She cried out.
"I told you, you can't handle your alcohol..."
"The world is spinning...." And  just like that she passed out in my arms like the first day we met.

Arya's POV
It felt like someone was hammering my head as the light across the room hurt my eyes even though, they were still closed.

I shoot up from the bed and regretted instantly as nausea roiled my guts.
"The princess is awake..."
"What happened???" There was splinters of pain  shooting from behind my eyeballs.

"Someone couldn't handle their alcohol as usual. That's not all, she gave all the men in the bar a free strip dance..."

I am familiar with that tone. It's the tone Ethan uses when I have f*cked up really bad.
The thought of an argument notches up a nausea as I staggered out of bed and bolted into the bathroom.

It felt like I was throwing up all the contents in my body as  tears streamed down my face.
"We need to be ready soon..." Ethan states handing me water.   I took a sip and spat it into the toilet.

"Where are we visiting before we go home???"
"It's two o'clock Arya, the jet is waiting for us in the airport. We are going home..." He produced a wet towel for me and left the bathroom...

Why does he look so fresh???We both got drunk yesterday but he looks so refreshed. A pair of black rugged jeans, a plain white t-shirt and black desert boots. The thought of going back to Nairobi sorts of scares me. I wonder what awaits for us there..I just hope Ethan's manager was able to handle this Melanie's scandal...

A peek at the mirror and I couldn't recognise myself.. I looked like a walking dead that had risen from hell.

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. I rinsed my face to look slightly better but nothing changed. I still possessed racoon eyes  thanks to that bitch called Mascara.

Only a shower can solve this. After I brushed my teeth, I got out of Ethan's t-shirt and stepped under the showerhead with the hope that the nearly scalding water would wash everything away...

When I walked out of the bathroom, I found Ethan had already packed our bags.
"Thank you..."
He nodded stiffly...
He was even sweet enough to pick out what I was to wear... A pair of blue shorts, a white plain t-shirt and black sandals..
"Get ready fast, we need to get going..."
"Why do you look so refreshed????"

"I know how to handle my alcohol and unlike some people I know..." He was in a really foul mood.
"Why are you pissed????"
"How can you ask me that Arya????" He snapped at me.
"I can't remember..." I spoke softly because if I attempt to yell my head might explode.
"Lucky you because I remember it vividly. So you know you, all articles are talking about you right now..."

"Was it that bad????"
"Just get dressed. Before I leave you here..."
"Okay..."

I turned around and noticed there was a glass of water and some painkillers on the nightstand..What would I do without this man???Nothing, he has become my everything.

Our flight back to Nairobi was strangely okay... I was asleep all the way so as I didn't have to argue with Ethan.

When we got to the airport, Jack picked us up and dropped us at Ethan's place.
The reporters were all over the place forcing us  to disguise ourselves as we used the back entrance. Fame really sucks, I wonder what makes Ethan treasure it so much...

"The reporters have been there for the past three days..." Jack filled us in when we got into the apartment.
"And if they don't find something more juicy to distract them they will be there for a very long time because this guy here isn't facing them anytime soon..." Ethan cussed out and dropped out bags on the floor...

"Jack do you mind driving me to Erastus place???I can't drive my Mercedes  since it has a custom plate  and the other one won't be here until in the evening.."
"It's okay Bro..."

"Arya you should rest, you ready look like a hot mess... I guess it's time you accept you can't handle alcohol..." It seemed he was still pissed at me.
"You two have decided to grace the papers and articles with the wrong kind of publicity...." Jack chuckled earning a deadly glare from Ethan,"Not funny Jack..."

"I am sorry Bro..." He lifted his hands up in surrender.
"Arya we will get going, have some rest..."

Before I could hug and kiss him goodbye, he was out of the door... I walked into Ethan's room and crawled into the sheets, it was a sweet feeling to be finally home.

Yes, home. I am soon moving in with him...

A/N Hey smile squad...Sending positive energy your way...