Empty Space | Chaennie

Chapter 2

I looked down at my hand seeing the blood rushing out and for the first time I enjoyed getting injured so I squeezed my finger a bit more to get blood out, "Ouch! It's hurt... there is too much blood" I fake shrieked in pain.

"Found it!"

She comes running back from our room with a first aid box.

She blundered onto her foot falling onto me, and I retained her close gulping hard at her beauty. She was still in her suit which made her look badass though her face was the loveliest with worry in her eyes, she narrowed her eyes at me holding onto my arms to stay still.

"Are you okay?" she has the most gorgeous voice ever too. 

I was soporific to her, "Yes..." I answered mindlessly.

"Aren't your finger hurting anymore?" she lifted her brows.

Oh..

"Ah... yes... ouch! I got a deep cut..." 

I realized I was doing all wrong so I shook my hand stinking my finger to erase the pain as she took my other hand.

"You got cut in your right hand," she voiced.

I crammed my eyes in mortification smacking myself in my head. However, she giggled out of nowhere while putting the bandage on my finger. She caressed my wrist skimming up into my eyes snickering.

"You have always been this stupid or it is the marriage side effect?" she grinned going back onto her stool across the counter leaving me blushing.

I get back to my chopping smiling, "I would rather like to call it... hmm... Jennie's effect. Only if you want..." I raised my hands in capitulation. "....No pressure" 

She curled back her lips restraining her smile though ended up chuckling. I don't know why I began to laugh with her and the more she chuckled the more I laughed that my cheeks began to stretch but I loved how she chuckled.

Her smile was enchanting, it made her look a thousand times more fetching.

"Why are you doing this?" she asked running her hands in her dark brown locks giving me the desire to do the same for her.

I smiled to myself saying, "I told you... I love you" I stated filling the dumpling for Barramundi dumplings.

I didn't dart up at her face to see her reaction because I didn't want to. "yo... you can't you don't even know me... you pity me" she dismally assumed by herself.

"Well, I can't make you see what's in my heart so it is all up to you if you believe or not. I can only express my feelings... and if I pity I could do that after giving you the divorce" I snickered. "...No offence huh" 

She grunted positioning her head down feeling mortified, "Stop it please..."

"What? You can ask for divorce but I can't even talk about it? That's unfair" I took the non-stick pan preparing to cook the dish.

"What are we gonna tell your parents? Or media or what you gonna tell Lisa?" she sighed.

"You were listening" I was impressed knowing she listened to everything I was taking to her on the wedding day.

She peeked down so I left the pan to preheat going to her. I made her head up to look into her eyes from my index finger under her chin, "Don't look down... you didn't do anything wrong... you don't have to be apologetic about anything. I don't judge you I can't judge but I can be with you so don't ever... ever look down. 

Now come on buckle up!" I clasped my hand. " We have a lot of things to do or plan. I have to call Mom and tell her about this or she will freak out if she finds out by herself about us"