get married

Chapter two(Get married)

Sapphire's Point Of View:

“Where are you at?" His question made my heart skip a beat.

“I…went to get something.”I lied.

"Oh. I see. I'm at your house now and I didn't find you. Your mum said she hasn't seen you since last night.” He replied.

I waved at a taxi and he stopped before me. I stepped in.

“Uhh….yeah, yeah. I was at Tiara's birthday party. I lodged into the hotel last night since it was too late to return home. But I'm heading home, I stopped to get something on my way home.”I lied again.

"Sure. I'll be waiting.” He responded.

"No, no. You actually don't have to wait for me. I'll take quite a long time before I return. Besides, you should be at work, shouldn't you?”,

“Oh. Okay then, see you tonight, okay? And get home safe, your mum is worried sick.” He said.

"Sure. No problem. Thank you.”,

"Bye. Love you.”.

I blushed, "I love you more.”.

Did I really? Did I actually love him? I just lied to him twice and I just slept with a man, a stranger at that. A STRANGER! What the fuck got over me?

Yet I would still stand before Tyler, my boyfriend, and lie right at his face again. Crap!

I slammed the door of the car as I alighted. I got into the living room and met Tyler there. My heart raced but it was too late to back out, he noticed me and immediately approached me with his arms wide open for a hug.

I walked into his arms. “Oh, Tyler, thank goodness I made it. I rushed right here to meet you before you leave.” There it was, another stinking lie.

“Why are you dressed like this? Do not show the world those nips, they belong to me.” He complained. Only if he knew another man sucked on his nips last night.

“I'm sorry. They needed some air. I really missed you though.” I moaned.

He pecked me on the lips before speaking, “Come on, don't be so clingy. We saw each other two days ago.”.

I laughed, "I always want to be with you, by your side. Always. Forever.”.

"Oh great, who is proposing?!” Mum's annoying voice interrupted from behind me.

I rolled my eyes. Here we have it again, another annoying day with my annoying mother in this building.

Only if I could escape all this and get myself a new life. I was actually this close, but Tyler wasn't proposing yet, after four fucking years of dating! I was actually considering doing it myself since he wasn't willing to do it himself. After all, a woman needs to do what a woman needs to do to get what a woman wants, right?

And all I wanted now was an actual family and not being stuck with this woman who called herself my mother at the last minute when she never even had time for me when I was young.

She starved me of motherly love. She starved me terribly and now wanted to make up for her wrongdoings. Never! She knew I didn't have a father, yet she starved me of having an actual mother who cared.

“Tyler, you should get to work, okay? I'll see you tonight or tomorrow then." I said, ignoring mum's presence.

"Sure.” He said as he let go of me, grabbing his bag from the couch. He then left after planting a kiss on my forehead.

I sighed, heading towards the stairs to go to my room.

“Sapphire." Mum called.

I halted, groaning. “What?”.

"We need to discuss.” She said,

I turned back to face her, “You literally bring up this conversation every single day. No! I haven't gotten a job yet, I'm trying my best. You should also get a job and stop bugging me!” I cooed, not feeling a fiber of pity for her. How would I feel pity for someone who didn't do the same when she was supposed to.

A bitter smile found its way to her lips, “No, not that actually. It's…. something else.”.

“I'm listening." I blurted out.

"You may want to sit.” She suggested, moving to where the couch was. She lowered her body and sat. She always says that whenever she knew her 'discussion’ with me would be frustrating.

However, I couldn't complain, so I went and sat from a distance. The more I obeyed, the faster the conversation would be over.

“What?" I asked, looking into her gray eyes.

“Sapphire, I'm worried about you.” She stuttered, her voice shaky.

“How's that any of my business then?”.

"I just- I thought you would lo-”.

I cut her off, "Just go straight to the point.”. I crossed my arms.

“I'm afraid for you. Your unemployment, your love life and the direction your life is taking. It seems all you care about now is just a normal young adult life. Partying all night and stuff like that. You should get a family life.” She said, letting out a heavy sigh.

"Do I look like I'm happy doing these things? I also want a family life. I'm at the brink of proposing to Tyler if he doesn't do it in a few weeks.” I replied, throwing my hands in the air.

“N-no. I'm not asking you to do that but you should just get married. This is a secret you shouldn't know, your father left some special assets of the mafia family for you before he died and you are to get married to be eligible. You can only claim those assets when you become 24, and if you don't get married before then, then forget even being the mafia Lord anymore.” She said, averting my eyes.

I scrambled for words but I didn't find any. I literally didn't like being the mafia Lord after all and I already brought doom upon our mafia family as I wasn't a competent mafia Lord. I ignored every threat and let them defeat us, I didn't care.

Even though I didn't enjoy the position, I didn't know why this revelation hurt.

“But, how does marriage have to do with my…. position?”.

She smiled, "Your father's legacy. Aside from the marriage, Sapphire, our Mafia family is getting weak. I'm afraid you're not competent enough as a mafia Lord. You're letting your guard down. You're letting enemies get into your life and you can't even detect who your enemy is and who your alley is. This isn't the Sapphire I know.”.

"Why are you giving me these long speeches?” I laughed.

“Because I love y-".

Her phone rang, cutting her off. She answered the call and went outside to speak with the person.

I wondered if her words were true. A part of me believed it when I didn't want to. I bit the corner of my lower lip as I stared into space trying to navigate my own thoughts.

“Yeah, she is home now." Her faded voice made its way into the living room.

I went up the stairs, heading to my room but I halted when I spotted mum's room's door ajar. It reminded me of last night at the hotel. I sighed, returning my gaze forward to go to my room.

I immediately returned my gaze back when I noticed a file on the nightstand. I sneaked into the room to take a look at the file.

My name was inscribed boldly at the front of the file. I looked behind me to confirm she wasn't nearby. I flipped the file open, casting my eyes on the content in it.

A sharp gasp escaped my lips in shock.