Chapter 73 WHAT HAPPENED?
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"Ahhh…" I move in my sleep and feel like a truck had ridden over me, crushing all my muscles, I couldn't move… It's painful… too painful…
With difficulty I open my eyes and then looking around I realize I am in my room, on my bed, I look down at myself and I am fully naked. Bloody hell, what just happened with me.
I try to sit up but couldn't this pain in my body is worse than what I get after being raped by Andrew at least at that time I was able to walk to the washroom while here I am not even able to move a single inch.
I was struggling desperately and wincing from the pain when I hear a doorknob twisting and someone entering, I look in the direction and see my husband walking over to me with a neutral face.
"You're awake, Tessy." He asks and I frown from the discomfort.
"What happened?" I ask, my voice is hoarse.
"We… we had too much drink, Tessy, and we…. We slept all night," he says hesitantly and I frown deeper, does people's bodies get crushed from oversleeping, No, I don't think so.
"Sleep?" I ask, suspiciously.
"Uhmm… I mean… we had sex all night, Tessy," he reveals after a while
BOOM
And I feel like I am hit by thunder, who f**ks all night? It happens in stories and fairytales, not in real life.
"You're hiding something?" I ask him and he shrugs under my gaze, "No, I am not…" He says loudly and then stops as he notices the dissatisfaction on my face.
"I… I had asked you to stop, you were drunk and so was I. We started having light and sweet sex but soon it turned into hard and then rough… We were not in the senses and you keep begging so… I did what you ask for…" He explains and I widen my eyes in disbelief.
I beg him to f**k me like this, nonsense, I hate getting rough, I am not able to bear any pain at all and why is he sitting all fine while I am here lying in a miserable state.
"This doesn't make any sense…" I murmur slowly as the remaining water in my mouth starts to get dry and I am unable to speak further.
He senses my uneasiness and then helps me to drink some water, I feel better but still, I am not able to speak more as I decided to purse my lips for the time being.
I don't believe what Andrew is telling me, I am sure he is hiding something from me.
But what? What he did last night? What we did?
My mind starts to ponder with thousand weird thoughts, all bad worst than the last one, I keep frowning and the pain in my body keeps getting more and more.
Thankfully, Andrew feed me some medicine that puts me into a deep sleep making all the pain in my body vanish for a while.
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I hear moans, I hear groans, everything is dark, so dark.
SHATTER
A bottle shatter in the distance, which bottle? I hear whimpering, someone is whimpering from pain… "Take it bitch, take it all… You asked for this.." I hear a growl…
Who is it? Who is it?
The voices start to get vanish and then there is all silence, "You kill my child… I'll kill you…" I hear a loud thud…
BANG…
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Startled, I flicker open my eyes, panting heavily, I am sweating profusely, Did I have a nightmare? What was that? Who killed whom? My head starts to get heavy and dizzy…
"Ahhh…"
"Tessy, what's wrong?" I hear a voice, it's familiar to me.
"My head.." I hold my head, groaning in pain, my scalp tickles so badly seems like someone has pulled my hair mercilessly.
"Here… Drink this, it will ease the pain." A glass is placed near my lips and I gulp it down quickly not even looking what it is, and then again I start to lose consciousness.
What is happening with me?
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I feel like I am living in a dream, there is a huge road whose destination I don't know but still, I keep walking on it, there are huge rocks in my way that hurts my feet badly but still with blood dripping from my feet I am walking regardless of what I will get at the end of this very road.
When I will reach my destination, would all these sacrifices be worth it?
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BLINK… BLINK… BLINK…
It's bright in the room, that means the sun has risen, I sleep for the whole night? But it feels like eternity…
I move, there is no pain, great, but why I was in pain? I don't remember. What happened to me? Where was I?
My mind was disoriented when my husband's voice brings me back, "Tessy… You're awake..?" His voice has a surprise in it and his eyes look shocked when he sees me, rushing towards me he holds my face and starts kissing all over my face making me frown.
"Ahhh…" I shake my head and then pull my face away from him.
"What happened?" I ask, the bright light is hurting my eyes and I keep blinking my eyes rapidly.
"We decided to watch a movie in the theater room and we got drunk… We had some rough night and because of exhaustion you fall into a deep sleep," he explains but I still look at him puzzled.
"Sleep? How long I have been sleeping?" I ask.
"More than 48 hours," he says and my jaw drops in disbelief…
"48 hours?" I ask, shocked.
"More…" He corrects me and I went dumbstruck.
His words don't make any sense to me and neither I remember anything, I close my eyes rubbing my painful temples to remember something, anything.
SHATTER
"A bottle… Someone breaks a bottle… Did we accidentally break a bottle that night?" I ask him multiple questions at once and Andrew's face turns gloomy.
"Bottle…? What are you talking about? We didn't break anything at all…" He says hurriedly and I nod my head.
"You must be feeling hungry, let me bring the food for you." He says and then calls Miss Celine.
"Yes, she has woken up, bring her breakfast." Andrew puts back the phone and smiles at me, "Breakfast will arrive soon." He then sits beside me, watching me intently as I lean back and rest my head on the bedframe.
"Tessy, how are you feeling?" He asks after a while.
"Terrible.." I tell him, my voice hoarse, "I feel like my whole body got crushed by something and my scalps… It hurts too much…" I tell him exasperatedly as I touch my head and frown deeper.
"Everything will get fine soon, don't worry… Just don't stress your brain ok." He advise and I didn't say anything in response. I am in terrible pain and a miserable state How could I sleep for more than 48 hours? Was getting drunk that bad?
I have never been drunk before a little tipsy when I drank the Champagne on Cyril's birthday but still how did I end up like this? This huge question mark still stays at the top of my head.
Miss Celine enters after a while with a food trolley, she looks at me and gives me a polite smile. "How are you feeling, Miss?" She asks and before I can answer her Andrew interrupts.
"Tessa has just woken up, I don't think it would be good to stress her to talk. She is awake and fine, that is enough for us, right?" Miss Celine nods her head and then looks at me, "God Bless you, dear."
She blesses me and I give her a small smile in return, she leaves my room and then Andrew sits beside me with a bowl of hot piping soup, "You should stick to the liquid first, and then we will eat solids." He says as he fills the spoon with soup and then blows on it gently.
"Open your mouth," he commands, and like a small child, he feeds me the bowl.
"Feeling better?" he asks and I nod my head in response.
"You are not going to drink alcohol in the future… Look what have you done.." he says and I shift in my place feeling embarrassed. He is saying right, I should now stay miles away from the alcohol.
He put back the empty bowl on the trolley and then brings me the medicines, "These are painkillers," He says as he hands me the medicine and then a glass of water.
"What's this?" I ask Andrew as I see a cut mark on his right palm.
"Oh, nothing… I cut my hand while making a tonic for you that night." She says and I frown in distress… "Oh, hubby, I am very sorry… It's like I have trouble you a lot these days." I say apologetically and he gives me a gentle smile.
"Eat the medicine, we have our whole life ahead to discuss this."
"Hmm.." I agreed with his words and smiling I gulp down the water with medicines.
Andrew pushes the trolley aside and then comes over to sit beside me with a bottle of oil in his hands, "Can you lay on my lap, I will massage your head." He says politely and I nod my head and then move but as my hips move I feel something weird.
"Hubby…? What am I wearing?" I ask frowning and then peek into my trouser.
"An adult pamper?" I gasp.
"As I said you were sleeping for more than 48 hours, Tessy…" he repeats his sentence in a low voice making me sink into the mud of shame more and more.
What had I done on that disastrous night?
