CH 4: Choice

ROSE

There are kinds of people you meet in a prison, some in a mental asylum, then there comes another category that you may meet while working, maybe doing an interview.

"Let's get married, "he said with a straight expression as if it was a game as if life was a game as if I was a game.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK OF YOURSELF !!" The thing that I had been controlling, with so much effort finally exploded ."IS IT SOME KIND OF A JOKE….. , IF IT IS LET ME TELL YOU, IT'S A WAY BAD JOKE "

 For a moment his expression went still, while I hyperventilated, but seeing me shouting out of control, a nurse came running towards me. She requested me to maintain silence.

I again took a deep breath, trying my best to control my anger. I looked at him, who stood completely speechless. Then letting out an angry sigh and I went back inside the room.

I forced smile at grandpa, who was giving me a continuous curious look as if expecting me to disclose the things that happened between me and him.

And then Ryan entered the room. Avoiding his gaze, I spoke "grandpa, I'll visit you next time" I kissed his cheek and was about to move out when Ryan blurted out the words which I least wanted to hear.

“Grandpa, we are getting married!”

I went blank. What the hell was he saying? It took a moment for the words to seep in, but when they did, I had a sudden urge to slap his clenched jaw, so hard that his skin would clearly have my fingers imprinted on them.

But before I could think and react, or even said a word, grandpa immediately, started to laugh in a joyous manner. Fear started tingling through my gut, that I tried so hard not to reach my face.

I turned to face Ryan. There was no way that I was letting my grandpa be a part of this silly game of his.

But he was already shaking hands with my grandfather.

What was happening?

"Oh my god, you should have said it earlier,” Said my grandpa “I knew it,.... Congratulations, Rose and Ryan" tears started building up in his eyes and he was weeping and sniffing.

I glanced at his side for a second and suddenly my anger started to evaporate. He looked so happy, so delighted, his eyes glimmering with joy that for a moment I even forgot that it was a lie.

 Shaking my thoughts, and I bend down to wipe his tears, then finding my tongue back, I hesitated to speak “It's not that grandpa”.

I glanced at Ryan, who offered a handkerchief, as if he really cared,"we need to talk "then turned to face grandpa "Grandpa we'll meet you next time "I forced a smile.

Ultimately dragging Ryan to the parking lot, which was the only place where I could finally vent my anger.

 “What the hell do you want?” I said controlling my anger.

 “You!!” He replied in a second as if knowing what I was supposed to ask.

 “Shut up... don't joke around” I don't know why but my neck automatically turned towards the side, avoiding any eye contact.

RYAN

So she is the shy type.

"I'm not joking, I want you!"I said with the extreme sincerity that I could show, to win her over— guess that didn’t work.

I know it might not have been the right time to think that but she did look hot. Extremely supreme with her own authority. And damn, I so wanted her.

 All my thoughts were interrupted when she again asked “And why is that?” she was trying her best to look calm when certainly she was not. Her eyes full of boiling lava while disgust framed in her lids.

"Don't you think it would be nice if we both get married, I mean just think ...you can get all of my money, my stardom, my respect, and I wouldn't have to worry about finding an obedient wife. I mean that is what my parents and your grandpa want” I moved a little closer to her and continued “that's why they both have been trying their best for us to meet, so come on ….just think of it as a contract, friends with benefits kind of situation” I smirked.

 She again lifted her gold melting mesmerizing gaze over me " SHUT UP!!" she spoke with a straight but at the same time with an expression of extreme disgust that covered the tiny tip of her nose and although the situation seemed deadly serious.

I couldn't deny the fact that how sexy she looked right now. Oh god, she was unconsciously turning a side of me that had even started to shock me.

 She turned and was about to move out when I immediately grabbed her hand and spoke "your grandpa has only a year left "

She pulled her hand back harshly but didn't turn.

“Don’t lie. I don’t trust you” her voice was a bare whisper, weak and vulnerable.

I could sense that she was already crying and don't know why, but an arrow of pain started to strike inside of my chest.

I have never felt like that. I liked her when she refused me, I liked when she was extremely angry, I liked the way she gives me a look of disgust, but my heart doesn't seem to like this.

I stepped a foot forward and put my hand on her shoulder to comfort her while she shoved my hand in anger and said “don't think lying about this thing again, cause, next time I won't let it go” her voice appeared to be way bold then earlier but there seemed a hidden shrillness that sounded as if asking for help.

“Hey!! , are you—”

I was about to complete my question when she interrupted “I'm fine, just don't joke about that again” she was trying her best to calm herself.

But the more she was trying the more I wanted to hug her, and the more I wanted to hug her, the more I wanted to say, it's fine. I don't know why I am so f*cking worried. There was a part of me saying that she was nothing to me but still, was a part of me that said maybe she can be more than nothing to me someday.

“It's not a joke, I talked to Dr.Wilson about his condition”

 She wiped off her tears and finally turned towards me, “What did he say?” she asked, her eyes stuck to the ground, she not looking at me.

 Again, I wanted her to look at me and tell me what she was feeling. So desperately

 “He said that your grandpa has only a year left”  I paused. “so you should try your best to keep him happy and in a good mood ...” again paused, to think if it was right?  “and that is why I offered you marriage " Placing my palms over her shoulders, I said “think how happy he would be to see his only granddaughter getting married ….think about it, I won't force you, after all, it's your choice”

 She lifted her gaze to meet my eyes, I could see her dry yet filled with moisture in her eyes. So she was really crying.

“I'll give you two days to think Miss Bell, and I hope you say yes to our collaboration”

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