Get Me Married

Chapter 34

Chapter 34: Jordan’s changes

I ended the call abruptly and thought of sleeping, I didn’t close my eyes the previous night and really needed it.

So I turned back to my bedroom and met with Sam. She smiled widely at me but I felt different from the way I always feel. Especially after what I saw the previous day. Pretense. And the things the other woman said, I don’t know why I listened in the first place, maybe it wouldn’t have me doubt Sam but now I did and had to get to the truth.

“Where were you last night?” She queried.

“I searched everywhere for you” she added. I walked deeper into the room and sat on the bed, exhaustion taking over me

“Talk to me Jordan, you have been acting strange since I returned. Don’t you love me anymore?” She queried and I shook my head, the thought of not loving her anymore was not even possible.

Of course I loved her, she was the only woman I have ever loved. She knew me, she accepted me and didn’t run away like most people would. But that didn’t stop me from feeling the way I did. I wanted to find out the truth, who would have kidnapped my wife and hurt her the way they did? And even asked her to divorce me? No one would want a divorce from her as badly as I and Samantha and I know that I didn’t do it. Everyone seem to think it was Samantha and I wasn’t so sure anymore.

“Of course I do, don’t ask me that again” I said to her and she sighed. She sat closer to me and placed her hand over my shoulders.

“I was worried, you didn’t enter this room all through out the night and this morning. I thought Genesis has you wrapped around her fingers” she said and I turned to her. Funny enough, I wasn’t so angry at

the mention of her anymore. I didn’t know why, and I could help but wonder if it was because I had forgiven the lies and manipulation she did just to get married to me or because I felt pity for her.

I pushed the thought away from my mind immediately, thinking about her so much was starting to get to me.

“I feel exhausted and wouldn’t mind sleeping” I said to Sam and got on the bed.I ended the call with the inspector immediately. Rage filled my system at what he told me. Someone had my kidnappers released and that someone could be no other person than Jordan. They had lied and changed their statement, causing the release of Samantha and as if that wasn’t enough, he had freed them. He really didn’t care about me or what I was going through, he didn’t care about my sleepless night, neither did he care about justice for me.

I lost appetite for my lunch and immediately headed to the master’s bedroom.

I walked in without knocking and my stomach tied into a knot at the sight of him and Samantha

sleeping soundly on the bed. For a second there, I felt stupid and foolish, he had stayed the entire night watching me and making sure I slept, but that was just for show. His loyalty still remained with Sam and if he was suddenly nice to me, it was only to deceive me. I meant nothing to him and that’s why he didn’t care about my justice. He freed those guys without thinking of me for a split second.

I stared at them angrily and walked out of the room. I didn’t see the need to yell or shout. It was of no use to me anyway. He would only think of his Samantha anyway. If I wanted justice, I had to fight for myself and myself alone.

I didn’t hesitate to call the inspector and have the case reopened. They had to get my kidnappers and Samantha had to be put in her place somehow.

Again, I couldn’t sleep. I was so scared of what was waiting for me on the other side and decided against closing my eyes. I didn’t want to remember the pain and the fear and I didn’t want to see his face anymore. It was better I remained awake.

I finished the last book on my desk and my stomach grumbled.

So I wore a slippers and quickly went downstairs. Something was always in the kitchen to eat, so I didn’t mind. Moreover I couldn’t sleep so I didn’t force it at all.

I got myself some cookies and a glass of milk and sat down to eat. I did think against taking the milk. Didn’t want to get fat but shrugged it off and ate anyway. I was halfway done when I perceived Jordan’s cologne. Did he have to have something so strong and enticing?

I turned around, he was standing behind me with his eyes on me. I looked away, I was still pissed at him for what he did earlier.

“Shouldn’t you be in bed already?” He asked like he was concerned and came closer to me till he stood behind me. I ignored him and rounded up with my cookies before I got up from where I sat and picked up my plate and glass. I dropped them at the sink and decided to wash them off since the sink was really clean.

I heard him come closer to me and felt his gaze on my skin but I still ignored him.

He should just go back to his Samantha while I focused on what I was supposed to do.

“You shouldn’t do that” he said and this time I turned to him. A reply was right at the tip of my tongue but I forced myself to remain quiet. He stopped hurting me and didn’t want him to go. back to it. Moreover, he wasn’t worth my time.

I turned back to the plate and suddenly he grabbed my hand and made me turn to him.

“Are you deaf?” He said between gritted teeth and I smiled. That was the Jordan I was used to. The first Jordan I knew, was through the phone and in our hotel room right before our marriage, he didn’t stay too long before he disappeared. I liked that Jordan, I really did. The second Jordan was the one that always found a way to hurt me and get angry over things he shouldn’t.. that Jordan stayed for a long time and disappeared into a new Jordan who would watch me when I sleep and hold me when I had a bad dream. Now that Jordan was gone also and the second Jordan was back.

“Can you stay away from me?” I asked calmly and his eyes widened. He let go of my hand and I turned back to the sink.

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“I don’t want you acting kind to me, when you go behind me and act like an animal or return to your criminal mistress. So please stay away” I said lastly and rinsed off my plate. I dried them off and placed them in it’s appropriate place before I turned to the door of the kitchen.

“You don’t have the right to speak to me with that tone” Jordan finally said something and I stopped. I turned to him, he was back to glaring at me with his hands balled into a fist. He was in the mood to hurt me again and I could see it.

“But you have the right to treat me the way you please?” I asked with a mocking humour in my tone and his eyes softened.

“I expected a lot from you Jordan. I expected you to rape me someday or kill me even, I expected you to throw me out of your house, I expected so much from you but having the men that had me kidnapped released was never it. I must have been stupid, I mean if you could hurt me all the time because you assumed I lied to you without finding out the truth for yourself, then what else can’t you do?” I said and his eyes widened at me.

“What are you talking about?” He asked and I scoffed at his act. I said nothing and turned away, I headed upstairs, leaving him behind. When he pulled me by my arm and I lost my balance and hit myself against his body.

“What are you talking about?” He asked angrily, triggering all the anger I felt inside. I pulled my arm away from his grip and glared at him.

“Why ask that when you already know how you had the men that kidnapped me released” I yelled at him.

“But…. I didn’t” he blurted out looking at me shocked and I was taken aback.

“Now you are lying” I yelled, not expecting him to be a liar.

“No..I didn’t have anyone released” he protested. I scoffed, disappointed and turned to walk out.

“Genesis…” He called my name and my legs went still. For the first since we got married, he called my name. I remembered the Jordan I had talked with over the phone before I got married.

He held my arm and made me look at him.

“I didn’t have them released” he said as I looked at his eyes. My heart skipped when all my anger suddenly disappeared and wondered why he was trying to explain himself to me.

“If you didn’t then who did?” I asked still wanting to believe he did it. But those eyes have never been so calm and beautiful. I felt they were sincere.

“I don’t know, we are going to find out tomorrow but it isn’t me, I promise” he said even more calmly. And for a second, I couldn’t help but ask, what happened to Jordan? Why was he always

changing his character and personality? Who knew he could talk to me this way?

I nodded my head at him and folded my hands across my chest.

“Why are you up?” He suddenly asked and I shrugged, knowing he knew why I was awake. But at the same time, I didn’t want him acting so concerned.

“You?” I asked and he shrugged and frowned for a bit. I rolled my eyes at him, wishing he would stop frowning

“I came to check on you” he blurted out and my mouth dropped.

“You weren’t at your room so I decided to come out here to check on you” he added and I looked away immediately. Why was he so confusing?

“Well I’m fine” I said and looked up at him.

“You can go sleep now, won’t want your…. I paused. The night had gone so well, there was no need bringing her up.

“Won’t want any form of trouble” I said and turned to stairs.

Without saying goodnight, I walked back to my room and shut the door. I sighed in relief and turned to my mirror. Then I realized that I had stood before Jordan with only a red lingerie that exposed too much of my skin.

I groaned for a bit and stomped to my bed and yawned almost immediately.

I slept quickly but regretted closing my eyes when my dreams returned.