Chapter Two
Aurora's POV
My whole world shattered as I stared at Celeste being held to the altar by my father, and my mother was happily following them, apologizing to the guests.
I sat on the chair facing the mirror as tears strolled down my cheeks destroying my make-up.
I was still thinking about the whole situation when I heard the worst announcement made by my father.
"I'm sorry everyone. Aurora isn't interested in marrying Ethan, so I hereby hand over Celeste to him since they are both in love with each other," my father said.
"What?" I sprang up from my seat, ready to rush to the altar, but I held myself back as I listened to Celeste being made Ethan's wife.
"Damn, where did I get it all wrong? What did I ever do to them?" I thought.
I was still in deep thought when a knock came through the door. I didn't answer since I was just not in the mood to talk to anyone at the moment.
"Aurora, I know you are in there. You should be happy that your sister got married to Ethan because if it's left to me, I never wanted you to marry him in the first place. You can join us for pictures later if you want to," my Mom's voice came out cold as usual.
I didn't respond till I heard her heels clicking away through the corridor. I screamed my heart out as I remembered how Ethan and I started dating down to when he proposed and further to when we started planning our wedding.
I kept on thinking about my whole life and the kind of mess I'd fallen into till I lost track of time.
I took my cars key walked out through the backdoor and drove out unnoticed. At first, I wanted to go back home and stay, but then I thought of what will happen when they come back and see me.
"I need to make this time worth my while," I muttered. I checked my phone if at last my best friend could call to take me out or something, but I guess she was going with the flow and enjoying the party.
I made a drastic U-turn causing other cars to bump into themselves as I speed down the road towards a local bar to get my mind off what was happening.
Immediately I walked into the local bar, scents of different alcohol filled my nostrils as I surveyed around for a seat. The local bar was somewhere Isla and I would visit anytime we want to get drunk and get away from the media.
I was still busy surveying around when a little girl walked up to me. By the look on her face, it seemed her father owns she local restaurant.
"Let me lead you to a clear seat," she said.
I tailed behind her as she took my order and disappeared through the back after showing me an empty seat. I switched my phone off and paced it inside my bag as I patiently waited for the little girl.
A few minutes later, the little girl appeared again dropping the bottles loudly on my table trying to get my attention as I was lost in thought.
"Thank you," I muttered, nodding my head as I motioned for her to go.
I sat down resting my back on the chair, folded my arms across my chest as I watched all that was going on in the bar. Men of different age were busy cracking jokes as others were laughing at it.
I was almost close to my second bottle when I sensed two men walk up to my table. At first, I acted like I didn't see them and they never existed till one of them tapped my shoulder.
"What should a fine lady like you be doing here in our local bar?" one of them asked, but I ignored.
Those two guys tried starting a conversation with me, but I wasn't just in the mood to start up any conversation. I ignored till they got tired of talking. Just when I thought that I had finally escaped them, a few other guys walked up to me holding bottles of alcohol.
By this time, I had started thinking about what Celeste and Ethan did to me and I was already shedding tears.
"Why are you crying? We can solve your problems, all you just need is a one-night stand with us and that's all," one guy said.
I stared at his ugly looking face as tears welled up in my eyes and hissed.
"We are really good. Don't underestimate us," the second guy said.
"I'm not interested in whatever offers you have come here to make," I said slowly, but I guessed they never heard as they continued pressurizing me. When I realized that they weren't ready to leave anytime soon, I choose to ignore them and finish my second bottle.
What have I ever done to you guys to dessserve this cruelty? I thought as another round of tears welled up on my face and this time around, they began rolling down my cheeks
I didn't bother answering those guys sitting beside me again till they got tired and left, all I did was stare at the guys who were cracking jokes amongst themselves. I checked my time and realized I still had enough time to get drunk.
I stopped up sluggishly, paid the little girl, took my phone, and tiptoed outside towards where my car was, and drove into an expensive and lively bar where people like him wouldn't disturb or touch me because of the security guards that are there.
"What do you have?" I asked the waiter arrogantly even though that was unlike me, but I needed something to cool down my brain.
I was gulping down the second bottle of alcohol when I spotted a handsome good-looking guy sitting at the corner of the bar with just a bottle of alcohol.
"He might be what I want tonight," I thought, smirking my lips together.
I checked myself out and realized I already got into what the ladies here were wearing. I moved closer to the guy, dropped my third bottle of alcohol in front of him, and sat on his lap after smiling at him.
"Do you mind if I sip your alcohol a bit?" I asked and he gently nodded.
After sipping the alcohol, I gave him a badass lap dance that would make men want to go crazy or want to make out immediately with me.
"Let's check for a room instead," I whispered to his ear before pulling him up.
I booked a room immediately and walked into the elevator with him.
"How much for a night?" I asked, immediately I locked the door.
He didn't respond as he just walked closer to me and pulled me in a hot kiss that blew my mind away. We went from kissing to the bathroom, where we had our first hot sex.
Ethan, who was supposed to be my husband, has never been this strong when it comes to this part, but I actually commend the guy.
We showered and walked back to the bedroom, where we continued from where we stopped; I kept on moaning like I wasn't on Earth anyone because my walls were feeling every depth of him.
We finished up about two hours later and dozed off on the bed wrapping our arms around each other.
The next morning, I woke up very early, stared at the ceiling, and turned back at the handsome guy I had made out with. I smirked my lips together but later came back to my senses and quietly stood up.
I washed up and dressed up, ready to leave before he woke up. If I stay till he wakes up, he might demand something else and start blackmailing me when he realizes that my father is rich.
I dropped a substantial amount of money on the bedside table before I left the room, walking towards the car never to set my eyes on the guy again.
I don't even know that fate holds something in stock for me.