Set me free - Episode 8

 

Dawn:

"Hope you don't mind my buying the rings." I ask William as we head towards the hotel my sister didn't know I booked.
"You made a better choice than i could have." William assure me and i blush lightly. I guess i am the blushing bride. I caress the ring I'd put in a chain around my neck.
"I love you so much, Dawn." William say before planting a kiss on my forehead. My heart swell with immense satisfaction . I wasn't sure about this marriage but i feel so content right now.
"Where are we going by the way." he asks after a few minutes of silence.
"huh.. Well, a wedding isn't complete without a huh--" I was so sure of this earlier, why am I lost for words.
"a what?" 
"well a wedding night." i whisper as i look straight ahead.
"wh-a-t? You mean we are going to--"
"to an hotel, William."
"you can't be serious." he scoffs and I shoot him a hard look
"Dont be a prude. Most of our friends are already doing it. We aren't kids. Moreover we are married."
"but-- but umm we should get our parents blessing for our marriage first." i see him fidget in the passenger seat beside me. I swerve the car off the dark highway before turning the engine off.
"hubby, you can't stop half way now okay? I've dreamt about how my wedding would be since i was a little girl

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. Would you at least give me this little thing?" i caress his beardless jaw lightly.
"please?" i whisper as i plant my lips on the corner of his mouth.
"you taste like my dreams." I coo as I move my lips to the other corner of his mouth. I feel him visibly shake under my touch as i feel his bare skin under his shirt.
"Dawn." he moans my name on a pained whisper as he deepens the kiss. His hands caress my sides as i take his dress shirt off.
 I lower his seat down with my free hand and crawl into his lap without breaking the kiss.
"someone might see us." William protest.
"shhhh. It's dark. Windows are tinted as well. Don't stop this." i whisper into his ears as i move on his lap, trying to alleviate the unfamiliar throb between my legs. I dont let him say another word as i return to kissing his lips deeply and ravenously.

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Michelle:

 The familiar but now intense smell of antiseptic burn the bottom of my stomach. I'm feeling nauseous and fidget with my hands as i wait for my father to come in. He just left to escort the doctor out and i was going out of my mind worrying about what the doctor's verdict will be on my eyes.
 The soft noise of my door opening alerts me of someone's entry.
"mike?" I ask when there's silence.
"Mich--um Mara." i hear his footsteps before his hands rest on my shoulder. I try not to flinch from his unfamiliar touch.
"you can tell me the doctor's verdict. Not much can shock me anymore." i say when he remains silence. His sigh echo in the room and my heart drops. He doesn't have to tell me. I know what he is going to say.
"I'm sorry baby." he whispers.
"don't be." i say, trying to be strong.
"He's just one doctor. There are millions of doctors out here. We are going to find you a cure."
"That's enough, dad. I want to be alone, now." i say, trying to sound strong.
"baby--"
"please!" i snap as tears burn the back of my eyes.
"but--" 
"please." my voice is already starting to waver. The room goes silent for a while before i hear the door open then close. A pained sob is wrenched from my throat as I cry. I don't know how long i wallow in my sorrow before a light knock filter into my ears.
"go away, dad!" I yell but the door opens anyways. I manage to bring myself to a sitting position on the bed.
"um ma'am. Your dad asked me to bring you food and your medicine." the small voice say. I recognise it as the new 'help' dad hired to 'assist' me. Wasn't she the one i overhead asking the cook about the 'invalid' she was to take care of?
"you can drop it on the bedside table and leave." i spit dismissively.
"but ma'am."
"what? I'm blind so you assume i am too stupid to feed myself?" i spit, transferring my aggression to the poor worker.
"no not at all. I'm sorry." she apologize quickly.
"I'll be outside in case you need my help." she adds. I hear the door open and close quickly and i sigh.
 My eyes are aching badly from my lack of sleep. I've been having nightmares of that horrid accident for days now. It's horrible. The only thing that puts me to sleep are those medicines.
 I feel around the bed and push myself to the edge carefully. I can do this. I don't have to call for help just to take my goddamned medicine. Bedside table. Bedside table. It should be just around here. I move my hand blindly looking for the table. I finally feel a hard smooth surface.

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. Finally! I feel around the table for the medicine only to knock something off the table instead. The shattering of glass rent the air and i gasp in horror as a sharp pain pierce the corner of my index finger when i try to catch the glass.
"ma'am! Oh God ma'am. I told you to let me help you." the help comes rushing in at once and i scowl.
"it was a mistake. Anyone can make this kind of mistake." i defend.
"ok ma'am. You are right. Why dont you move so i can take care of your mess." she says testily.
"I'm sorry." i apologize but the lady grumble on about having to do all sorts of jobs for money. I feel bad for being difficult until i hear her say something about me being proud when i can't even do a simple thing as taking my medicine myself.
"you realise i ain't deaf as well right?" i spit.
"um ma'am. Ofcourse. I was just saying something about---"
"i don't want to know what you were saying. Just clean that up and get out." i say before lying back down on the bed.
This is my life now. I better learn to accept it