Part 38

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I removed my heels and put on my slippers and went to sit with James who was unwrapping the food.

"You shouldn't have ordered that." I gestured towards the wine bottle.

"Why?" He raised his brows in confusion.

"Because I don't drink and when you drink...only God knows the consequences." I rolled my eyes.

"I could drink a whole bottle without getting tipsy like you do after a shot." He challenged.

"Oh yes I have experienced that many times." I laughed sarcastically.

He narrowed his eyes.

"I am not going to drink more than... a glass." He assured me.

"Okay now let's eat. I am hungry." I said and started eating with him.

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"What were you wanted to ask?" I remembered about the serious talk he mentioned at the office.

He looked at me in confusion then it changed into a serious one.

"Yes. I wanted to talk about our marriage." He said and stop eating.

"You can eat and talk." I averted my eyes from him and keep my eyes on my food.

"I am done." He declared.

I can't resume the eating right?

"I think.. I am done too."

It will be uncomfortable to eat when he will sit idly and look at me.

"I don't think so." He chuckled.

"Shut up. I am done. I am going to keep all these in the refrigerator." I picked up the leftovers and kept them in the refrigerator.

I came back from the kitchen and saw him keeping his coat on the chair and made him comfortable on the couch.

Is he planning to stay?

"Want a sip?" He asked me while pouring the wine in a glass.

"No. Thank you." I smiled.

I went to sit beside him on the couch.

He was looking at me while sipping his drink.

"Have you decided the dates for our marriage?" He asked suddenly.

I looked at him with a blank emotion.

"Dates?" I asked.

"Yes dates. Because you see we can't be living our whole life like this." He gestured between us.

He is right..but when should I marry him?

Should I marry him?

Shut up Liz!

"Are you here?" He asked searching for my eyes.

"Umm..yeah..I was thinking." He nodded but didn't say anything.

He kept the glass with a thud and I jumped a little at the sudden noise.

"You can keep it in a gentle way." I looked at the glass slab on the table.

"You cracked it." my eyes widen, then he too looked at it.

"Strong glass." He examined the glass in his hand.

I rolled my eyes at it.

I stood up and corned the small table from infront of him.

Because we have a child at home right now and he could get hurt by that cracked glass.

I rolled my eyes at my thought.

"It was only a crack." James stated.

"I know."

"Okay. Now tell me the date." He asked seriously.

"How could I say the dates? I haven't think about it now." I explained.

He stood up from the couch.

"So what were you doing in the past three months? Almost four."

"I..I was thinking..I wanted to see whether you will change or not." I said feeling nervous and irritated at the same time.

Wow! What an explanation.

"And what do you think? Have I changed?" He asked while coming closer to me and I stepped back a little.

"I.. I think you have..changed a bit.." I said trying to look confident.

He looked at the side and took a deep breath in frustration.

"Okay. So.. as you think I have changed a bit, then you should marry me now before I came back to myself again." He said but there was no humour in his voice.

What does he mean by back to himself?

"I will think about it James." I said to him.

"Think about what?" He shouted this time.

"Marriage.."

"Damn your f***ing thought." My eyes widen at that.

"You are playing with my feelings since three months and you are still NOT SURE." He punched the wall behind me and I closed my eyes at his sudden action.

"James I think you have drunk a little more than..."

"JUST shut up." He said gritting his teeth.

"James.." I tried to snatch the bottle from his hand but he was successful in securing it.

"I really need it now. Because I had enough of your dramas." He said and took one more sip from it.

"James you know very well you are not good at drinking.."

"Shut up!!" He kept his finger on my lips. "You are going to marry me this Sunday." He declared.

What?

This Sunday?

What day is today?

It's Friday..

Even night of Friday..

"You are kidding." I nodded in disbelief.

"I am not kidding Liza. You will marry me this Sunday." He said in a serious tone.

"I think it will be better if we talk when you are in a stable state." I said in the same tone.

"Damn stable." He threw the bottle with full force on the ground. It shattered into pieces.

Atleast he can't drink it now, he will have to lick it from the floor.

"Now it's gone. And listen to me carefully Liza, you will marry me this Sunday and if not then I will cancel the marriage." He said it in a calm tone.

But I knew he was frustrated.

He is not serious right?

"And if you think I am drunk then you are mistaken. You should better know my capacity of drinking. And of course you know it already." He fake a smile and held my chin with his hand.

"James..it is not possible."

"I am not asking you about your opinion. You will marry me this Sunday." He said and kissed me.

"James..give me sometime to think about it.." he smirked at it.

"How much time Liza? 3 years? 4 years? Or 40 years." He laughed dryly.

"Give me a week to thin..."

He kept his hand on my mouth.

"I have given enough time. I am not a patient man but I have done enough now, I can't tolerate it anymore. And what do you think Liza? You think you will change me? Change me for what? Just keep this in mind that you can't change a person's personality,his nature.. you can change the looks by putting lots of make up but you can't change the natural thing." He said in frustration.

"But..you are giving no time to me.. " I asked feeling nervous about his words.

He said nothing but kissed me.

He started it softly but it becomes urgent soon.

He held my head with both of his hands and started kissing me more passionately.

I kissed him back.

He stopped to let me breath.

I was breathing heavily.

I held him for support as my legs were giving up.

He put my locks behind my ear and kiss it, then enveloped me in a soft hug.

"James..day after tomorrow is Sunday." I said while still hugging him.

"I know." He said without any emotion in his voice.

"I can't prepare anything in a day." I tried to explain him.

"You don't have to prepare anything." He stood straight and looked at me.

"But. There are lots of things to be done for marriage..I..I..need to inform my parents.." I said but he was getting angrier.

He is behaving in a stupid way.

"F*** your parents." He said while gritting his teeth.

My eyes widen.

"James you can't tell my parents like that." I said in a serious tone.

"Damn you." He punched the wall again but this time it was hard.

He held his fist with his other hand in pain.

"James..." he stopped me.

"Don't." He said and was about to punch the already cracked slab when I held his arm with all my might.

"No. Please." He was again behaving like the same James I met a few years ago.

"Leave me alone." He said while looking at me dangerously.

"James..fine I will marry you this Sunday.." he looked at me unsure about my words.

He laughed.

"Look at you. You like this side of me too much. Am I right?" He held my arms and shook me.

"James what are you saying?" I asked while trying to remove his hold.

"Yes Liza. Because when I was asking you this in a normal tone, in a normal way, you were not listening to me. But now you are agreeing..so it's better for me to be like this." He laughed again.

Is he right?

"James..you should get some sleep now." I put a hand on his cheek.

Calm down James..please..I don't like to see you like this..

"Remember about the words you just spoke about getting married on this Sunday." He said in a stern voice.

I nodded at him.

"Say it." He forced me to say.

"Yes James."

"Say the whole sentence." He started his stubborn behavior again.

"I will marry you this Sunday." I said and he left me and went to the washroom.

I sat on the couch and try to rewind everything that happened just then.

It was all good till that day.

James' mood was good at the meeting too.

But what happened after that, that he came to my office to talk about marriage?

I was sitting on the same place when James came out of the washroom.

He looked towards me but said nothing.

He had changed his suit to a comfortable track suit that he left here when he stayed here.

He went directly to the bedroom without uttering a word to me.

I stood up and cleaned the mess he did.

After cleaning up I too changed to my comfortable pyjamas and went to the bed.

He was lying on his stomach on the bed.

I went to my side and lie down.

I was not getting any sleep and could heard him snore in his sleep.

Sunday?

The silence was killing me. Only the sounds of him snoring softly and the clock could be heard.

And it was only an hour ago that this apartment gone through so much noise.

I couldn't sleep so I sat on my bed and started looking at his back.

His face was turned to the other side so I couldn't see his face.

I felt bad for him.. and worse for myself..

But in one day?

I can talk to him to postponed it for a month...

It's impossible he is not going to listen.

But he can postponed it for a week right?

Damn!! Whatever will be the date but I am going to marry him.

I was freaking out just by imagining it.

I could see the both sides of our marriage.

One..the marriage which is going to be a successful one because we love each other and we can't live without each other..

And the other side..the marriage could be unsuccessful because we love each other but can't stand each other's way of thinking and behaving.

Good..very good..James Ashton keep on sleeping..and here I am freaking out..

I stood up from the bed and went to made coffee for myself.

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