Deal With The Devil - S01 E08

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Deal With The Devil - S01 E08

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 8

❝A marriage but not married❞

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A guest room. Someone, some maid came to get me while I just stood there outside, like an idiot, not even knowing what I should do, showed me to my room and it wasn't even my room, it was a guest room in the guest wing. Which is a whole floor with ten guest bedrooms, three bathrooms, one kitchen and two living room and I have it all to myself. While that husband of mine, the devil has the master bedroom of the mansion and he's on the main floor.

We're living in the same house, yet we're not. It's like I'm alone on one floor while he has another one. Though, I should be grateful that he isn't making me sleep in the garden of his. From looking outside of the window I saw a garden, it looks beautiful in the darkness, but I can't wait to see it in the light. The maid only said a few things to me. That the guest floor was mine and I could do whatever I wanted in it, the main floor is off limits (The place where my husband lives is forbidden from his own wife) and that if I need anything I will have to do it myself. 37

Everything I must do for myself. Cook my meals, wash my laundry and clean the mess I make. Even though I know that he has a whole household of staff to do those things for him. I'm his wife, though I don't feel like I'm his wife, I feel like I'm his prisoner. He hasn't even spoken that much to me, a few words maybe, then again I think this is for the best. I never wanted him and I'm sure he doesn't want me at all.

Sitting on the bed in the guest room, still wearing the wedding dress in complete silence. No sounds come from outside, no cars, no people, not even birds that I can hear. Just silence and in here there is the same. I sigh as I look around the room. It's a little smaller than the bedroom I had in my family's home but then again this was intended for guests who aren't going to be staying for that long, however I'm going to live here for the rest of my life I suppose as there is nothing that I can do to get out of this marriage.

The bed is a king-size bed and there is one nightstand and a closet, both made out of the same type of white painted wood. The room looks empty, just like me. I look down at my dress and it's about time that I undress myself and rid myself of it before I will tear it to pieces. Getting out of the dress is just as complicated as getting into it, and it's a lot harder to do when you're alone and there's no one to assist you.

Most of the things that normal people find easy to do is hard for me, I grew up with maids and other people doing things for me, like cooking and cleaning. That's just how I was raised. Though, I've always wanted to do things on my own and live an ordinary life. I suppose this is a good chance for me to do that. As soon as I'm out of that dress I toss it on the floor, not even caring about it. It holds to value to me, not at all. I walk over to the closet to find something that I can wear, but it's empty. 28

Great. Just great. I have literally nothing. Everything here is empty. I'm only wearing a bra and panties. Nothing more, I suppose I will just have to wear that to sleep then since there is no way I'm sleeping naked and not in a million years and am I going to be dressing myself into that dress again. I'm never putting it on again, I'd rather die than do that and I really mean it. Every second I spent in that dress was hell. Seems fitting, since I'm married to the devil.

Slowly I peek my head through the door, just to see if there is anyone out there and when I notice that there is no one, I exit the room, leaving the door open so I know which guest bedroom I'm staying in and I look around for the bathroom. Walking around, shivering from the cold as this floor clearly isn't heated that well, I make a mental note to turn on most of the ovens to heat up this place. After looking around, I find the kitchen and one of the living rooms before I find the bathroom.

I take a toothbrush and brush my teeth and then I remove all the make up on my face and wash it, looking in the mirror I'm met with me, the girl who has been taken to a life that she doesn't want and is stuck here alone forever. Once I'm done in the bathroom, I go to the living room that I found before and take a blanket that I saw earlier and wrap it around myself, I'm cold and not wearing that much. I wonder if I have to make my own clothes or will I get the chance to go shop. 14

Going back to the room, it's as empty as it was the first time I was there. Turning off the lights and walking to the bed, I go under the covers and pull them close to me. I don't go to sleep, I just lie there, thinking. My thoughts just don't go away no matter how much I try. And the more I think, the sadder I become. How miserable my life has become and how I can't do anything about it. I also wonder what tomorrow might have in store for me and what that evil man will do to me.