Chapter Thirty three
I hear them as they come inside the bedroom and hear a mixture of giggles, shrieks and laughter between them at the sight of the scene of the bedroom. I could die of shame thinking of my mother watching what I have been doing; they already heard me through the door. I could die of embarrassment right now. How will I ever face my relatives ever again after this?
“what’s this?” “oh my, someone has been nasty” “I knew that boy wasn’t one for vanilla, I mean if the rumors are true”
These are some of the conversations I pick up as I eaves drop through the door and I feel mortified to have even heard them. I remember my torn panties thrown somewhere on the floor and who knows what else is in that room for those people to bear witness. I want to scream bloody murder. Its then I catch a glimpse of myself on the mirror and I am startled to find myself looking like I just got hit by a hurricane. My eyes and mouth a swollen, I have love bites all over my neck to my shoulders and chest. My hairs looks like it hasn’t seen a brush I months. If my mom sees me like this she would probably have a heart attack.
I decide to take a bath and hopefully when I am done the party outside will be gone. I take a long cold shower and I am just getting out of the shower when there is a knock on the door. whoever it is can wait, I take my time towel drying before I get out of the shower. It’s quite and clean I guess room service already came in to do cleanness and it’s a bit of a relief. My mother is holding clothes for me on the bathroom with my bag; I take it with a quick thanks and head back to the bathroom. After I am done I get out and sit at the vanity to dry my hair and apply make up to hide some of the evidence he left on me.
My mom takes charge of making my hair the two of us quite the whole time. I watch her through the mirror but can’t look her in the eye; my mom shouldn’t have been here for this although I am also kind of glad she is here right now. Just then my mother in law walks in with a glass of green goo on a tray
“How is my daughter in law this morning, you had a good night sleep?” she asks as she gets inside setting the glass in front of me.
I know it’s a normal simple question but I immediately go red thinking about what Cyrus did to me this morning. I look down embarrassed
“Oh don’t be embarrassed Bella, we all had to go through it and probably have worse stories than you but I know you don’t want to hear that. Your mother didn’t come in with us, I went to get her to help you get dressed after cleaning service was done. We knew how you would feel about that”
“Thank you”
“You don’t need to thank either of us, we are your moms and we love you. Now why don’t you have the drink I prepared for you this morning, I went down to the kitchen and made it myself. It helps with stress and putting the body in balance, you must be exhausted with the whole wedding yesterday. I take this every morning after a long day”
“It looks horrible” I find myself saying then remember who I am talking to “I am so sorry, thank you so much for making this”
“Just because I have become your mother in law doesn’t mean I want our relationship to change. I hope it evolves for the better but I wouldn’t want to break the bond we have made for so long, you’re still my daughter and the smoothie tastes like ash but it’s not made to be enjoyed its sort of a medicine I guess. Come on drink it before it gets bad”
I grimace and take the glass, she wasn’t kidding it smells and tastes bad but I force myself to down the whole thing. I mutter a thank you and she smiles, happy I listened to her and did what she wanted, I am glad I made her happy. Just then mom comes from behind and hugs me, I hug her back and I don’t know why but I feel like crying
“I love you so much baby. I know I haven’t been a good mom to you but I want you to know you’re the single greatest important thing in my life. I need you to know that and I am very happy to see the woman you have turned into today. You can always, always count on me to be there for you”
“I know mom and I love you too. I can be a pain sometimes but I know how much I mean to you and dad, thank you for being here”
“Alright you two, no crying. It’s a celebration and you’re ruining your makeup, people are waiting for us downstairs for breakfast and we are already late” Mrs. Cedric interrupts us, taking mom off me and giving her a hug
“She is my daughter too and as you have always trusted me I will always be there for her. You have nothing to worry about” my mother in law tells mom and they start laughing and I smile watching them.
“Actually I wanted to have breakfast in my room if that’s okay. I really don’t want to face everybody after this morning” I admit,
“Its okay, the traditions are already over but breakfast with your family and your in-laws is kind of tradition too so you have to make an appearance. It’s so your family can make sure your in one piece and the first family meal that has been connected through marriage, you can’t skip it” my mother in law explains to me with a sympathetic smile
“But what if I don’t feel well and just want to get some rest?”
“Then you have to at least show up and see everybody, and then your will rest once it’s all over. You will be going on your honeymoon soon anyway, come on lets go” she says as she takes my hand, helping me from the chair
“Fine” I agree following along as we go downstairs.
We enter the hall and find people are mingling and some have already started having their breakfast. As soon as people notice us they start singing and Cyrus approaches me with a smile kissing me full on the helps as there are claps and cheers. When he lets me go he leads me to the table with our parents already sitted, everyone is in a good mood and I can’t help myself but start searching for Cullen since he isn’t at the table with us.
“Where is Cullen?” I find myself asking after the formalities are over with.
“He was here but he had something to take care of. How do you like your breakfast” Cyrus answers with a smile I know he puts for show as he helps me with my plate. I wish this was the caring Cyrus I had when we were alone together.
Thank the heavens that breakfast is a quick affair and finally Cyrus takes me to our home for the few coming years, which is his penthouse in the middle of the city.
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