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The fire going on, in the fireplace was loosening up and calming me as I cuddled on the sofa alone waiting for John to come back home, he was supposed to be back already since he left early this morning to attend one meeting with his clients.

He was not supposed to be out for so long, ok wait, it's not that I had a problem about him being out, it's just that it was so unusual of him not telling me of his whereabouts and the reason he would be coming home late, which also didn't happen frequently.

I had been waiting on that couch until my butt hurt so I decided to go to bed without him, but the other part of me was uneasy because I had tried so many times to call him and all I received was a voice mail.

Worried as I was I picked myself up and headed to our bedroom after I had put the fire off and any other appliances that needed to be put off at night. I double-checked my phone just to be assured that he really didn't get back to me or maybe it was my mistake.

Again I dialled his number and the similar thing goes on, which angered me, somehow. Seriously I didn't know whether I had to report him as a missing person or just wait for that 24 hours they always mentioned.

After I had switched off the bedroom lights, obviously as a sign of going to bed. I tossed and turned on the lonely and cold bed thinking about my love if he was alright where ever he was. This was the first and hopefully the last.

After what felt like hours of tossing and turning my eyes shut close and I was eventually dragged to dreamland.

*DREAMING*

- my wedding gown hugged me flawlessly, the whole venue was decorated with white mainly, everyone else was dressed in white as well making the day to be even brighter in my eyes. Warm and perfect weather for my perfect day.

Beautiful flowers around.

I steadily strolled down the aisle along with my dad on my right side me, chaperoning me to my future. I could hear muffled voices whispering 'she's so beautiful' and more which I couldn't hear properly the moment I got closer and closer to my husband to be who was alluring more than ever on his black tuxedos, a little bit of white here and there.

Handsome.

His hair was perfectly trimmed his blue eyes glint of excitement and filled with love, the minute he landed his eyes on me as I was coming slowly to his direction. He was nervous I could tell by his glowing forehead, of sweat.

Once my dad had given me away and after all the formality has been done, both John and I were standing in front of the priest, holding hands as he spoke. The sparks were meandering all over my body just like the first time I met him, the day when he brought my shoe I remember I couldn't control myself I really fell in love at a first sight.

"Is there anyone here who doesn't want the two to be wedded, speak now or forever hold your peace?" the priest finally asked the most question after the rest, you know which. He asked loud and clear My eyes widen from the hearing of a squeaky voice that shouted from the crowd.

The whole crowd gaped, everyone's jaws dropped. My blood pressure increased from the earshot of that.

"I'm here, sir! This is not right and it will never be right. Ask me why-" the women in white, like everyone else, spoke with confidence. "Why?" The priest asked with his eyebrows furrowed "sir! Those two are not supposed to be marrying each other, Never!" The women proceeded with another scream.

"They are brother and sister, here see it yourself," she said as she gave emphasis to the newspaper that she was holding up on the air. I squinted my gaze and noticed both my facial features and John's along with his dad and my mom.

"The same daughter he abandoned is the one that is soon to be wedded to his son-"
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*CURRENT DAY*

I heard a familiar voice echoed from a distance, soon my body was shaken awake by a warm touch that brought out shivers trough my whole membrane. Swiftly I opened my eyes and noticed his blue eyes gazing at me in a bury vision and darkness of the room, only the light from the street light poles was lighting up the room through the curtains.

I rubbed off the sleep and pulled my body up as I leaned against the headboard and switched on the side lamp to clear up the darkroom. His eyes were looking Drowsy and tired, as he bore stares at me. He leaned over to kiss me but I backed off from his terrible breath that was filled with a very strong smell of whatever type of alcohol he drunk.

When he hiccuped that was when I realized how wasted he was, I took my phone to check the time and it read 2 am. "You have been drinking, John?" That was not really a question though, he stood from where he crouched minutes ago, attempting to kiss me.

"Yeah" he mumbled inattentively as he wobbled to our main suite bathroom. "So, much!" I complained but he kept moving to the bathroom. I never had a problem with anyone drinking but not so much.

I jumped quickly off the bed and jogged towards the bathroom when I immediately head a bang, "are you alright!" I screamed, he groaned.

In a few seconds, I reached to him on the floor in a sitting position, groaning. I knelt down on both my knees to cuddle him. "John, what happened, are you ok?" I just had to ask, though it was obvious that he was not ok.

"It's ok, I'm fine Princess" he trailed as he heaved before he uttered more "I'm sorry I came late, I'm sorry for keeping quiet on you. I actually switched off my phone in purpose, I just wanted my own time without anyone disturbing me, but I forgot about how that will hurt and worry you. I'm sorry" he went on and on ranting.

"It's ok, stand now and tell me what happened" I spoke as I helped him to stand on his vulnerable legs. Thankfully he didn't hurt himself when he stumbled. It was only the sound of the cleaning equipment that banged on the floor since I think he tried to balance himself before he landed on the floor.

He sipped on the mouth wash that was on the bathroom sink and gaggle of.

By my help, he walked back to the bed. "Come on let me" I obliged since he seemed to be strangling to unbutton both his trousers and shirt which had stained of alcohol on them.

He was really a mess not to mention the smell that came out of his mouth. He might have been sincerely stressed out for him to drink himself almost to death. "How did you get home, I hope it's not what I think it is," I asked quizzically with both my eyebrows raised.

He shook his head sideways before he said "nope" popping up the letter P. "how then" I asked again now I was helping him to climb up the bed without lurching.

"You know there's this app called Uber. That is how I got home" he explained drowsily, I shook my head feeling sorry for his drunk self. After I had helped him up and in the blankets, I switched off all our lights and went to my side and laid under the now warm and cosy blanket and bed since my alive heater and comforter has arrived.

I giggled when I felt his warm and soft but strong hand tracing my back giving me Sparks as the butterflies on my stomach opened their tiny wings.

"Is it nice?" he asked in a whisper behind my back, his breath tickling my flesh which finally caused me to turn. "Mhu" I hummed to his question as a 'Yes' and rolled over and climbed my slim figure on his masculine one. "Ohh, someone is-" he trailed due to me pressing my soft lips on his, now I didn't really care of his breath because after he gaggled, it kind of faded.

With no hesitations, he hungrily kissed me back.

Both his palms on my buttocks caressing carefully. No one spoke from then but the action started and it lasted longer than usual.

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"Rise and shine sunshine" I called out at my sleepy head fiance who was laying on the bed like a cute little newborn baby with his legs widely open which cased the boys to peek through his boxers. His hands spread on each side of the bed When I called out again he then slowly unshuttered his blue eyes which now had a little shade of red on them. He looked tired and I don't ask myself why.

He hummed and pulled his drowsy sexy body up to a sitting position. He yawned like a baby cat as he stretched his strong arms. "I have coffee here for your hangover," I said excitedly. "Ohh you're a lifesaver, thanks," he said in his morning, Rusty voice and due to the fact that he had a lot of drinks last night, his voice was even rustier.

"So" I trailed and exhaled "are you ready to explain" I spoke as I take my seat next to him on our bed. He put his big cup of coffee back on the lap tray as he exhaled. I studied his facial expressions. He was worried I could easily tell. "Please pass my phone," he said and I whirled my head to where the phone was laid on one small study table and picked it up before I handed it to him. I was stunned not knowing what was up.

I furrowed my eyebrows, staring at him going through his phone attentively. "Here, read that" he stretched his hand to pass the phone to me. Attentively I read the massage quietly My heartbeat increased instantly as I continued to read the shocking massage on his phone's screen.

"You should have come back home, and told me rather than drinking yourself almost to death John" I muttered sympathetically he stared back at me with guilt. But then I soon understood, I mean I was once in a situation and I also drank my ass out, but I still don't condone his actions.

I felt like he was supposed to come home back to me to comfort him but he decided to choose alcohol to do my job. "It's not as easy as you think Emy," he said as he sips his coffee one more time before he stood and placed the tray on the study table which we hardly use.

I looked at his sorry face with concern. "I'm sorry, now-" I trailed when I realized that tears were already streaming down his cheeks, "I should have tried harder to protect him, Emily, " he exhaled and wiped off his small tears. He continued "look now, look it's all gone, my brother, my only brother is gone, " he spread his hands on the air. I tracked closer to him for comfort which he needed for real.

"It's not your fault" I whispered and blinked my tears away, I wouldn't be the one crying here but the one to comfort my lover, he sat down at the foot of the bed but stood abruptly and screamed, startling me.

"Being engaged to a sister I didn't know I had, my parents going through a divorce was already going much for me-" he paused and heaved loudly but continued through his now shaking voice "now William, Will is gone, just like that. They killed my younger brother princess" he sobbed like a baby as he plunged unto my small arms.

My tears couldn't hold back any more so they slipped out on my oblivious. I patted his bareback and told him to calm down and everything will be alright, though I wasn't really sure about the usage of my words but I had to say something.

Our hug was braked by one device ringing and sure it was his because that was not my ring tone. I let him out of my arms slowly "do you want to answer it" I asked him carefully, he slowly wiped his tears sheepishly, I know what
Was going through his mind.

He was ashamed for the fact that he cried like a baby n my presence and worse, on my shoulders. I didn't have a problem with that, besides who said man can't cry, ain't they humans too, don't they have feelings just like any living thing.

"It's dad," he said before he answered the phone and placed it on his ear whilst the other hand went through his black hair and ran through, he sniffed before greeting his dad on the other end "morning dad," he said and sniffed again. He kept quiet for a while making my nerves not rest due to curiosity.

He didn't say A word back to his dad and already he removed the phone off his ears and dropped it on the bed carelessly. Ok, what was happening now. "Is everything alright?" I asked nervously when I realized that he tumbled on his knees weakly as if defeated in a sword fight

Have you seen how those knights fall on their knees when defeated in those adventurous movies, that is exactly how John did it. I rushed to him but he buried his whole face to the shuffled blankets at the foot of the bed. He screamed through the blankets under his face.

Uhm what do I do now?

"John" I called out in a whisper my hands going back and forth in an attempt to touch his shoulder. I didn't know whether to touch him or what. Luckily he raised his head from the sheets and he stood up from the tiled floor.

Finally.

He immediately hugged me, squeezing my tiny figure with his hard muscle arms. "What did your dad say," I asked he shook his head sideways and moved few inches away from me. "Well, this can't get any better" he murmured I furrowed and chewed the inside of my cheek, Stunned.

"What do you mean, what's going on now," I asked blankly "now we know who is telling strangers more personal family issues" he trailed off the speech I gazed at him in aware "my dad was surrounded by a bunch of paparazzi before he called me and my mother is behind all of it" he paused and tilted his head backwards.

"And" I exclaimed impatiently, "she told the public that you and I are both her husband's kids, not that it isn't true but" he paused and exhaled before he started ranting "but there's no need for her to do this to all of us just to get back to my dad, divorce is enough, why go around and tell the whole world. It's not the only dad that is being followed now, I'll be followed by those creatures that suck from people's personal information, DAMMIT!.

Shocked would be an understatement from the hearing of all this, I was afraid, afraid of losing John because of her mother's carelessness. In a split second, he had his phone on his ear.

Who was he calling I don't know?

" John" I called out but he raised his hand shutting me down and he succeeded. "WHY" he raises his voice to the person he called of whom I assumed was his evil mother. Now I know that you can't judge the book by its cover but you'll have to read it first.

Jennifer proved me right on that one.

I understand the pain she was going through but she had to think it through before pulling up such a stunt, what about us, she only did this for her pleasure and satisfaction without considering what this whole drama might course us, me and John, me mostly, ok both me and John.

Our relationship.

AND THE BABY!

Soon enough he put the phone on speaker for me to hear their conversation. "Son, no need to talk to me in this manner, isn't this whole issue nothing but the pure truth?" She asked with pride-filled in her words.

I gaped. "But mom you should have thought this through, my feelings and Emily's you making it as if dad only betrayed you alone" John stated calmly now.

"John, my son just got killed in jail, so I don't have time for this." she shouted before gasping, John heaved and I noted sorrow in his eyes "were you planning to go on with the marriage," she asked quizzically "of course mom" John jumped on her.

"What! But" she was cut off by John when he started again "yes mom, I know what you're thinking, but" he stopped himself And looked at me with love and care, he brought out a very lovely smile of his which is one of the things I also fall in love with.

I looked at him back blankly "I love her, you know, she's the only one I have ever felt this way for. you, out of all people you should know that" he finally spoke, I blushed
From the usage of his words and how sincere he sounded, I felt like crying which I did quietly.

"Oh John, but," his mother breathed out, sounding apologetic when John disturbed her once again "no mom, I'm going to marry her with or without anyone's blessings, and I l-" his mother cut him off softly "John, you know you have all my blessings but she's your sister and" he cut her off AGAIN.

Well, that is what happened, CUT! CUT! CUT!

"Cut it off already, that isn't true she's my wife and tags is it, soon she's going to be the mother of my kid which she's carrying" he interrogated but Said the last sentence calmly. With love and John.

I was impressed with how much he defended us.

His mother gaped "what, how long, when! Oh heavens I'm going to be a grAnny" she squeaked with excitement, John and I both chuckled from her excitement which led to her hearing my voice when I kind of chuckled loudly "is that Emily, oh dear I'm sorry for all this drama I'll try to erase it" she said apologetically.

"Hi Jennifer" I greeted her over the phone "I understand what you're going through and" she cut my speech off "dear I'm over happy right now, I'm actually going to fly to you three tomorrow and I'm really sorry for" John bulged on her.

"Mom chill, we have a funeral to prepare for, we will come tomorrow," he said before Jennifer chilled as they commanded her too, we all said our goodbyes and the call ended.

Just like that.

"Wasn't expecting that" I murmured with a huge smile on my face "well" was all he said before opening his strong arms to me. He then caresses my bulgy belly "we will figure out a way to sort this out, so mama and dada wouldn't be separated, now you are our priority," he spoke to my belly and all I did was smile.

He looked up at me and smile, smiling "right mama"

"Right," I assured, he hugged me once again and started kissing my neck.

And THEN-

The BED-

THEN IN THREE, TWO, ONE -

ACTION.

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