Page 10 of Resisting Your Love

"Aye, let's set that shit up," I told him.

He nodded. "Word, let's do it."

We got to planning, leaving Zyanna to shake her head at us.

I was weeping,but it wasn't with joy. I didn't like this one bit. Although I was nervous, I was also scared. I was about to be someone's wife for three years. That was so crazy to me. For the past two weeks, we were getting ready for the fake wedding. One I had been dreading since I found out about it. This wasn't a joyous moment or day for me.

I was happy that it was going to be a small wedding. That was probably the good thing about it. I had only my father and best friend by my side, the only two people who mattered to me in this world. If only my mother was alive to see this, but if she were alive, it probably wouldn't be happening. She didn't let my father do whatever he wanted. She always stepped in and told him how to do certain things, which was why I knew in my heart she wouldn't let this happen.

"Oh, Mommy, what the hell am I going to do?" I sobbed, trying to get ahold of my emotions, but it was difficult to do. I felt so out of sorts right now.

The door of the guest room opened, and Mianna stepped in. The wedding was at Levi's parents' mansion. I was not comfortable here and was ready for this to be over. When Mimi saw me, a look of concern spread across her face.

"Amryn, what is wrong? I was only gone for a few minutes." She rushed to pull me into her arms.

I cried on her shoulder. "I don't want to do this. Everything about this seems wrong." I sobbed, pulling away from her to hold my face in my hands. I was a wreck on my wedding day and didn't know how to get it together.

"Everything will work out as it should. You can't let this get you down. If you do, you won't go through with it. Remember, this is for your father," she affirmed.

With a scoff, I rolled my eyes. "I'm in this situation because of my father. Don't even bring him up. What kind of father is he to marry his only daughter off to a complete stranger?"

The door opened, and my father stepped in. His face held regret on it, but it was a little too late for that. It meant nothing to me.

"Mimi, may you give Am and me a moment alone, please?"

"Yes, sir," she stated and left the guest bedroom.

I wanted to tell him there wasn't anything to talk about, but I was sure he had heard what I said to Mimi before he opened the door. He stood by the door with his hands shoved into his pants pockets.

"It was never my intention to hurt you the way that I did," he started.

I waved him off. "At this point, I don't want to hear it. You did what you set out to do to save yourself. You intended to hurt me, so don't use that line on me. Then I had to break up with my boyfriend."

I turned away from him and gazed into the mirror. I grimaced when I saw my face. My eyes were puffy and swollen from crying so much. It was a good thing the makeup was waterproof. If it weren't, I'd be in big trouble. I sighed as I thought about Joel. We started talking again after the argument. It had hurt me to break up with him, but the words he said hurt me the most. He had laughed in my face and told me I did him a favor. Just thinking about that day, I wanted to bawl my eyes out as I did that day when I got back in my car.

After not hearing from Joel since our argument, I decided to pay him another visit. This time, it was to let him know I couldn't be with him anymore. I wouldn't tell him the reason as to why, but the less he knew, the better. Joel probably wouldn't care, anyway. It had my heart breaking in two. A year down the drain — more like a year of my life wasted.

I knocked on his door, drawing a shaky breath, not knowing what was about to greet me. I heard his footsteps coming toward the door, and I braced myself for what was to come. The door opened, and Joel stood in front of me with a scowl on his face.

I forced a smile on my face, knowing I didn't feel like it. Every time I was to come to this man's house unannounced, he had an annoying look on his face.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, moving aside to let me in.

At least he was letting me inside with no problems. I'd usually have to ask him to let me in. "I think we should talk."

"Oh, hell. Here we go again," he mumbled, sucking his teeth.

I decided it was best to ignore him and get to the point of why I was there. I turned to face him, seeing that he had one of his eyebrows lifted.

"Wassup? What's the reason you are here now?"

I gazed at him, seeing that he was unbothered by why I was there. He didn't even greet me with a kiss or even a hug. That was something that was lacking in the relationship, too. There was no affection of any kind. This should have been easy for me to do, but it felt so hard. I was about to break up with my boyfriend.

With a deep sigh, I told him the reason I was here.

"I'm here to let you know that this relationship isn't getting anywhere. I think it is best we break up." My shoulders sagged as if a weight had been lifted off of it. Could this be a good thing or a bad thing? From the way that it felt like a load had been lifted off of it, I didn't know what to think of it.

Joel looked me straight in my eyes and barked out a fit of laughter. My eyes widened as I stared at him, laughing at me. Was he taking me as a joke? That was what it seemed like he was doing.

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