Mr. and Mrs. Grey Will See You Now...
Destiny and Christian's wedding day is approaching, but there is someone I'm lurking in the shadows... waiting to take down the Grey's as they start their new life together. Is it Ana? Jack Hyde? Elena? Or maybe...
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I was amazed at how much steam I was able to blow off using the home gym, even though I was still pissed off at the events that occurred the night before. Christian and I haven't spoken two words to each other since then, and in all honesty...I don't have shit to say to him.
Sure, we still slept in the same bed last night, but I woke up earlier than usual and came into the gym to blow off some serious steam. That was over two hours ago and I'm sure that Christian was awake by now, getting ready for work.
Sweat drenched my entire body as I walked into the bedroom, noticing that the bed was empty. I then headed into the bathroom, starting up the shower, as I started to remove my clothes. I felt the presence of someone behind me, but I didn't need to turn around to figure out who it was.
"Things got a little out of hand last night, but now that we've both had a chance to calm down...I think we should talk about this." He spoke, in a calm, soothing manner. I looked over my shoulder at him, not saying anything, as I stepped into the shower and closed the door. I closed my eyes and allowed the water to cascade down my hair and face, feeling a breeze of cool hair, which meant that he had opened the shower door. "You do realize that you're going to have to talk to me sooner or later." I wiped my face, glaring at him, as he stood right outside of the shower door. He looked undeniably handsome, in his Navy Armani suit, that fit him perfectly. I almost slipped up and invited him to shower with me, but I had to remind myself about the unwanted guest that was right down the hall.
"Can you close the door please? I'd like to shower in peace." I spoke, grabbing my pink loofah.
"She was only here for one night, baby. Surely you can understand that I was just trying to be nice."
"No, what I don't understand is how you could invite her to stay the night here without even talking to me, especially when you know all the fucked up things she's done to me! But oh wait...I forgot. This is your house, so it doesn't matter how I feel about anything!"
"I didn't mean it like that and you know it!" He sighed. "This is just as much your house, as it is mine, and I'm sorry for what I said."
"Don't you have to go to work? Why don't you go and leave me alone to shower in peace!" I hissed, not wanting to continue this conversation anymore. I just wanted to be left alone, with nothing but my thoughts to keep me company.
"I love you, Destiny. And I really am sorry." I heard the door close and I waited for him to leave the bathroom, before letting the tears fall down my face. I had done a pretty good job at not letting this situation get to me emotionally, but I was tired of being strong. My feelings mattered just as much as the next person, but unlike everyone else...I knew how to keep everything bottled in. Unfortunately, when my emotions start to run over, that's when the violent side of me comes out and I work very hard to keep her locked down. Very, very, very hard!
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After my shower, I got dressing in some comfortable clothing, before making my way downstairs to the kitchen. I didn't plan on sitting in the house today and I damn for sure wasn't going to stay here and entertain that bitch.
Speaking of the devil...when I walked into the kitchen, Ana was sitting at the kitchen counter, having a conversation with Gail.
"Good morning, Destiny." Gail greeted me with a smile.
"Morning Gail." I responded, walking over towards the cabinet to retrieve some aspirin.
"You're still here, huh?" I heard Ana say. I took a deep breath, wishing that she wouldn't fuck with me right now.
"I do live here, so yeah. I'm still here. What I don't understand is why you're here!"
"I'm here because Christian wants me here. He regrets putting me in that awful place and this is his way of making it up to me."
"You're delusional, you know that right?" I chuckled, shaking my head. "He's doing this because he feels sorry for you!"
"No, you're the one who's delusional! Christian is just pretending with you and once he realizes that you're not good enough for him...he'll leave you in a heartbeat! And me? Well, I'll be here waiting for him when he finally comes to his senses." She spat.
"You really think so, huh?"
"I know so!"
"Hmm..." I said, placing my left hand on my chin. I wanted her to get a clear view of the huge rock on my finger, letting her know that I was here to stay.
"W-wait...did he...are you two...?" She stammered, not knowing how to ask the question.
"Yes, we're married, and I'm only going to say this one time and one time only." I began, placing both hands on the counter. "If you try anything with my husband, and I do mean anything...I will hurt you. No, I take that back. I will end you! And if you ever disrespect me in my house again...the police won't be able to identify your body when I get through with you! Do I make myself clear?"
"C-crystal clear." I smiled at her, reaching over and patting her shaking hand.
"Glad to know that we're finally on the same page. I won't be eating breakfast this morning, Gail, but please make Anastasia whatever she'd like."
"Of course, Mrs. Grey." Gail said, giving me an approving smile. I walked out of the kitchen, heading back upstairs to my bedroom, so I can change clothes and take my ass to work. At least I'll have something to take my mind off of the bullshit that was going on in my household, even though I know Christian is going to be pissed that I left the house without him knowing. Oh well. I'm sure Sawyer or Prescott will let him know where I am, but I damn for sure won't be telling him a bitch ass thing! He's my husband, not my daddy, and I don't have to tell him my every damn move!
