by Angela Blake
“Really? Is that all you have to say?” Chris asked sarcastically, wanting to punch him the same way as David.
“I would like it if you don’t interfere in our personal matters!” Dean yelled back with a raised finger, and added, “I have barely any idea who the fuck you are!”
“Stop right there, dad.” Roxanne intervened.
There was silence yet again, as it became clear that Roxanne was the one to be heard here. She saw her mother, Margaret, tugging at her father’s arm telling him to step back and calm down.
“Here’s what this is. I called you guys here, and came here myself, only to show you what a piece of garbage you were pushing me to marry, against my will. And as for Chris, he has every right to interfere! I brought him here myself!”
“Why?! Who is he to you?” her father asked in return.
Roxanne’s face went blank, as she realized that her and Chris hadn’t really agreed on anything for the future, except that they both meant a lot to each other. She had no idea what to reply to Dean, and felt scared that Dean would catch on to this and make fun of her or Chris.
“Well, you could say I am to her whatever she wants me to be. Whatever.” Chris answered on her behalf, maintaining full eye contact with her father, man to man.
Roxanne’s heart was overwhelmed with love, and she wanted to crush him to her breast right then and there, but instead slid her hand into his and folded it tightly. She could not have imagined doing what she was doing right now if Chris wasn’t standing at her side, and she had no idea how to thank him enough for it.
“That’s right. Unlike you all, Chris doesn’t have to share my blood to treat me like family.” Roxanne said finally, and taking Chris’ hand, led him out of the room.”
There was no reaction or reply to this from anyone, and neither did she expect any. The only good thing in all this was that her family finally seemed to be letting her make her own decision, and weren’t putting up a cement wall of resistance.
Just as she was about to open the door, she heard a cough behind her, immediately realizing that it came from David’s mouth. All heads in that room turned toward David, as he opened his eyes slightly and stretched his face, taking his time, as if he had been hearing this discussion from the start and had now been called to give his valuable input.
Just for a second or two, Roxanne made eye contact with him, and felt her lips widen into a smile of sorts, finally being able to look into his eyes without feeling afraid. She could almost see his ego shattering right then and there, watching Chris standing next to her, hand in hand.
Suddenly, she turned away with indifference, and pushed the room door open, headed toward the exit in a march celebrating her life’s freedom.
While stepping out the hospital, both looked into each other’s eyes and smiled, knowing full well what their next destination was.
Epilogue
“I can’t believe we are finally here.” Roxanne whispered, her body half way over Chris’ as they lay on their bed cuddling.
The bedroom was fully decorated for their wedding night, maroon bedsheets and covers, candles, blindfold and rope, all set perfectly. It was filled with the warm rose smell of love, tantalizing their olfactory senses.
“I can’t either. I don’t know what I ever did to deserve someone like you.” he replied, running his hand on her back.
The two had just gotten married, the function having been a rather small one, excluding most family members, especially from Roxanne’s side, except for Amber, whom she could not have missed for any disagreement in the world.
“Oh please, have you even seen the gentleman you are? So stylish, good looking, responsible, and strong.” she complimented him while running one finger on his face, bringing it close to his lips.
She adjusted her position to lay completely on top of him, as he kissed her finger and licked it a little bit. Both knew that from tonight onwards they’d have each other every night, whatever way they wanted, so for now were taking their time.
“Really? And have you seen yourself? How strong willed and beautiful you are.”
“Yes I have.” she giggled kittenishly while replying.
The two laughed out loud, getting used to this little bubble of life they had found themselves in, no worries or disturbances from the outside world, and they could literally do whatever they wanted. He was starting to get turned on by how hot Roxanne was looking in her bridal lingerie, white silk on her pale white skin, purer than anything he had ever seen.
“I doubt I’d categorize myself as responsible though haha.” he replied, and laughed again.
“Whatever you say, I know what I see in you. Honestly, I can see yourself as the most responsible and caring father I have ever seen.”
“Well, then why don’t we make it happen?” Chris asked while looking straight into his eyes, knowing from the resulting smile on her face that she was thinking of the same thing that he had on his mind.
From there on, the two went on to raise a family with two kids, yet somehow still finding the time to indulge in their dirty escapades.
THE END
