Chapter 23 Chapter 23
Iris POV
I woke up with my head banging. I whimpered in pain, holding my head as if that would get rid of the throbbing. I got down from my bed, wondering how I got there in the first place. I remember I was with Vickie in her room.
I held my head, opening my door and marching angrily to Vickie's room. I banged my fists on her door, aware that my father wouldn't be around at this hour.
She opened her door to lash out at me. "Ohh it's you, I was about to slam your head against my wall." She said, smiling mischievously.
"What the hell did you give me yesterday Vickie? My head is throbbing so bad." I groaned, pouting at her.
"Don't push this on me Iris, I tried to get you to stop drinking but you said I should allow you to drink." She scoffed playfully, crossing her hands together.
Then it hit me. I was indeed drinking yesterday because my father told me I was getting married after Vickie and I remember texting someone. I tried to think who it might be that I texted but I couldn't remember.
I started running to my room with Vickie behind me."Hold on Iris, where are you going?" She shouted behind me but I didn't stop.
"Are you going to commit suicide because if you are, I won't allow you. I refuse to lose you because of some stupid wedding." She continued shouting and running after me.
I opened my room door, searching for my phone until I found it. I quickly opened it seeing I have a new voicemail from Darius. I wonder what he wants now.
I went through my messages and the last person I texted was Darius. I quickly opened our chat to read the message but I already deleted the message.
Just the two messages he sent to me after my deleted one remained. I wanted to play the voicemail so maybe I could remember what I sent to him but Vickie entered my room.
I quickly hid my phone behind me. Damn, what did I do that for? Now she is going to be curious to know what I was doing on my phone.
"What are you hiding behind?" She asked, squinting her eyes and coming closer to me.
"Nothing." I rushed out.
"Are you sure?" She asked.
"Yes." I whispered.
"But you are hiding something. Look, your phone is peeping out." She said and I quickly turned to look at the phone.
Shit, she caught me. She deceived me and I fell for it. "Why are you hiding your phone Iris? Are you into something illegal?" She asked, now standing directly in front of me.
"No, nothing like that." I blurted out.
"Ohh I know. You are texting Tony right?" She concluded and to stop her from questioning me any further I nodded my head agreeing that I was texting Tony.
"He doesn't deserve you Iris, he betrayed you. You have to get over him."
"Moreover father said you are getting married, you might like the guy. Just forget about Tony please, he is not worth it." She finished, stroking my hair.
"Yeah, I know. I will try to forget about him." I replied. I would rather have her believe I was texting my betrayal of an ex than her future husband.
How could I tell her I was about to listen to the voicemail he left me yesterday. I lowered my head, feeling bad for lying to her.
I can't keep on doing this, I can't keep on lying to her. She doesn't deserve it, she deserves so much better. Exactly why I wanted to cut off all forms of communication with Darius but ended up doing the opposite.
"Learn to let go completely, Iris. And if you don't like the guy dad picked for you, there are millions of men out there who would kill to kiss the ground you walk on." Vickie said, bringing me back to reality.
"Yeah, I know. Thank you." I whispered.
Her phone dinged in her pocket and she pulled it out to look at the notification. Her face changed as she read the message.
"What is it Vickie?" I asked her worriedly.
She handed me the phone and I took it from her, it was a message from dad. "Friday. Your wedding with Darius." I read the message under my breath.
"I can't even have just one day of peace." She groaned.
I pulled her into my embrace. It is now my turn to comfort her. "It's okay Vickie, everything is going to be fine." I whispered, patting her head.
"When Iris? When exactly is everything going to be okay? I don't want to get married to Darius. I don't like him, and it is very obvious he doesn't like me either." She complained.
"It's fine Vickie, we will get through this together I promise." I mumbled.
The irony of life, I laughed in my head. Here I am, trying to reassure my sister that everything is going to be fine when I know clearly that's a lie.
I wanted someone to reassure me too, that everything is going to be fine. The wedding date has been picked again. This time, I don't think anything could make it impossible.
This Friday, which is next tomorrow , I have to sit and watch my sister marry my mate and pretend to be happy for them. I have tried to forget about Darius, tried to believe I was going to be happy for them but I can't do that anymore.
It's slowly breaking me apart. I wish Darius would just reject me as his mate and each of us would go our separate ways, him getting married to my sister and I marrying a total stranger.
"What are you thinking about Iris?" Vickie asked, shaking me back to reality.
"Sorry, I got lost in my thoughts." I replied.
"Thinking about Tony or your wedding?" She asked me.
"Honestly the wedding. I don't even know who I'm getting married to, the least he could have done is tell me his name and I will do the research myself." I complained not completely a lie.
"Let's worry about my wedding first, afterwards we will worry about yours together." Vickie suggested and I nodded my head.
"It's something we have to live with Iris, at least in this lifetime. We have to do everything our father wants or else you know what could happen." She continued.
"Yeah, I know. I will try to get my mind off everything." I replied.
I'm going to stop thinking hard about everything and just let everything play out the way they want too. I have accepted that there is no way I would be happy in this lifetime.
Maybe in my next life, my father would be someone who would care about the way his child feels and listen to them.
"You know what I think," Vickie said again.
"What do you think?" I asked her.
"Let's go out, have a couple of drinks and forget about everything at least for today. We will face reality tomorrow." She said,
This is definitely a bad idea but I found myself agreeing to her suggestion. "Yeah, let's do that." I said, nodding my head. Not caring about my still throbbing head.
"We will face reality tomorrow right?" I quoted the line from her previous sentence.
"Yeah."