Chapter 52

Damien ducks right in time and he's able to miss the vase. My eyes flare with anger as I take dangerous steps towards him... He looks shocked at my outburst but he keeps his face neutral.
"Behave yourself Francesca, what is wrong with you?"
"What is wrong with me? You're honestly asking me what's wrong with me?" In a fit of rage, my hands collide with his face. He holds his cheek and stares up at me in rage.
"You slapped me? You dared to slap me Francesca? Are you stupid? Are you crazy? You seem to be loosing your mind"
"yes! Yes, I'm loosing my mind Damien and it's all because of you, it's all because of your stupidity and decisions. Who do you think you are huh? Who do you and everyone think they are? You want me to do everything you want but you never seem to do what I want. You made a decision that concerns my life without speaking to me first?" I ask angrily. He takes a step back in confusion and that only makes me angrier.
"What are you talking about? What do you mean by making your life's decision without telling you?"
"what am I talking about? What do you think I'm talking about? You seriously want to claim amnesia right now?"
"get to the point Francesca! What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about the fact that you went behind my back to sign a contract that says that I'll give birth to two children for you" I grab his suit jacket and push him vehemently.
His eyes widen a little but then his blank expression is back again "I went behind your back? How does wanting to be free from this sham of a marriage a problem?"
I chuckle mockingly "oh no! It's not a problem Damien. Wanting to get out if this marriage is not the mistake you made because you know what? I can't wait to get out of this marriage too. After what you've done? I don't think I've wanted anything more in my life. You chose to act like this, you chose to go behind my back. You took my tomprint without letting me know. Who are you! How DARE you. Infact F*ck you and f*ck everything that has to do with you. You're just like everyone one else. Your conceited, stupid and mad. You don't get to make my life decisions, there are children involved Damien! My future children will only have the father's that I want them to have. I will give birth to children when I want to. I'll rather die than get intimate with you. If you want out of this marriage, find another route our because I'm not going to birth children and hand them over to disgusting people like you. I deserve more than everything you've done to me"
"I did all those things for you, for us..."
I raise my hands, the tears streaming down my face "no... All you had to do was talk to me Damien, I would have figured something out. You play on my innocence all the time. All this time you've been asking me to sleep in the same room as you was just to get the tomprint. I hate you and I loathe your existence. Stay away from me and everything related to me. I would have said you betrayed me but betrayal only comes from family and friends and you are just a stranger, a mistake, a reminder if my foolishness. If you loathed this marriage so much you could have spoke to me" wiping my tears away, I run outside the house. Thankful that my car keys are rooted in my pocket...
"Francesca! Where are you going? What's the big deal? We both want out of this marriage, I did the best thing for us" I do not tudn back as I rush to my car and open the door. Getting in, I give Damien a hard look.
"it isn't your motive that's the problem Damien! It's your execution, you tricked and betrayed me" I close the door with a tug before driving off, trying my best to get out of here as soon as possible. Thankfully, the gatekeeper gets the hint and opens the gate.
Where am I going? I honestly don't know. One thing I do know is that I need to get away from Damien and my parents as soon as possible. I need to think. I'm definitely not going over to Liza's house, I've disturbed her with my problems enough. What I do need now is my personal space.
After driving around I circles and watching the busy New York street, I decide to go lodge in a hotel and spend a few weeks there. It was difficult to find a hotel that didn't belong Damien but I finally did it.
After getting my room key, I rush to my room. It's a large room with a view nice view of the pool and mountains, the room is painted with cool colours like grey, white and black. Just the way I've gotten to like it.
"I don't even have any clothes to change into, what am I going to do now?" I say mumbling to myself. After contemplating for a while, I call Sia, a friend of mine.
"Hello Sia" my voice is reluctant as I consider introducing myself first since it's been long we spoke and I ended up giving her a wrong number when she asked. After getting married to Damien, I was so devastated that I decided to cut off my social life. I barely answered calls and I didn't bother calling either. I had shun myself from the world.
"You also didn't tell me you were freaking married!"
Oh why?
Sia's scream is heard as she squeals excitedly. I try to suppress my grin but I eventually give in. "long time cesca, I've literally been wondering if I'd ever hear from you considering the fact that you gave me a wrong number"