Marrying my high school bully

Lorraine

My phone beeped, then rang loudly, arousing me from my sleep. I stretched with a yawn, angry that someone had the audacity to disrupt my short time of rest.

Yea, sleeping was quite important to me because it was a means of escape from my ever unending problems. With drowsy eyes, I searched for my phone on the bed stand and checked who was calling.

The initial anger disappeared on seeing who the caller was. “Hello,” I greeted groggily and sat up, sighing and rubbing my eyes.

“How can the greatest model of all times be in bed by this time?” Bumpy teased me, while I imagined him smirking at the other end.

“Because it isn’t a crime for me to rest, Bumpy. Why are you disturbing me anyways? You just disrupted my peaceful sleep…” I whined like a baby and pouted my lips.

He chuckled this time then groaned like he just dropped off something really heavy.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Are you alright?”

His reply was fast. “Yes, I am. I’m at the gym right now, giving those young girls a reason to keep coming here, but that’s not the reason I called.” His tone became serious.

All the traces of sleep disappeared as I listened intently to every word he said. “You can go on, I’m listening.”

“A friend of mine who just started a lingerie brand needs a model. I know that you aren’t that popular yet, but I believe you can do it so I recommended you to him.” He announced.

I sprang up to my feet, my heart racing as it swelled with happiness. He recommended me for a model for a brand?

That was really a lot, considering the fact that I was new to the industry and a lot of people didn’t even know me. I was still building up my skill so I wasn’t really keen about it.

“Are you still there?” His deep voice jolted me from my reverie as I caressed my forehead.

“Y-Yes, I am… I was just overwhelmed by the news. I mean it felt a bit too much, knowing that you could do this for me.” I could hear my voice quivering but I managed to keep it confident.

He sighed deeply then a squeaky sound followed. “Look, Lorraine, I know that you are scared and all that, but this is one of the ways to grow your career. You have a beautiful body and a charming aura. You just have to be you and everything will fall into place.”

His beautiful words melted my heart as I could hear the sincerity in them. I would do it. Yes, I would, but there was just one problem.

“I’m under an organization, Bumpy, it would be wrong to keep it from them.”

“That’s not a problem. I’ve already sent a letter to your coordinator and if they care about your growth, they would approve it. For now, just focus on getting ready.” He informed me as I hugged my pillow tightly, my body giddy with excitement.

My breathing had become rapid as I didn’t know what to say any more. I wished he was present so that I could snag him up and thank him properly for supporting my dreams.

I think I knew what to do. “You know what, Bumpy, why don’t we go for a drink tonight? I’m not really doing much.” I suggested, hoping that he would agree.

“What about your husband?”

Then it occurred to me that I was still married to someone that was never there for me. “He’ll deal with it. Don’t worry about him.” It was time to start living my life the way I should.

I couldn’t stay caged in while he was having his best life out there.

“Are you sure?” Uncertainty rang hard in his voice and I couldn’t blame him.

After what Dexter displayed some nights ago, anyone would be scared. I was happy with Bumpy’s response because he felt quite threatened.

“A hundred and one percent. It’s my treat.” I assured him.

“Alright, I’ll be ready by six so I can pick you up. Take care of yourself.”

The line went off and I couldn’t deny that my morning had been made. I got up and stared at myself in the mirror. A different version of me reflected-one I was proud of.

Then I remembered something that Stefan said about watching my weight. I hardly put on weight but that didn’t mean that I shouldn’t maintain it.

Feeling all bubbly and charged up for the day, I took the key to Dexter’s gym to start working on my fitness. I was going to give the lingerie brand the best of myself. They aren’t even ready for it.

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It was some minutes past five and I’d already gotten ready for the outing. I chose a black bodycon V-neck dress, which had puffy sleeves and the length of the dress stopped right on my mid thigh.

I left my hair to flow down my back since I didn’t have the energy to style it. Staring at my reflection from the mirror once again, I wondered if I was actually going on a casual outing once again or I was trying to impress him.

I kept the first option imprinted in my mind, slung my silver shoulder bag on and stepped out in a matching ankle strap heel.

It felt great to look chic and wanted by someone, though deep down, I wanted it to be Dexter. I wanted him to believe that I never betrayed him but I wouldn’t do more than I’d already done.

He had to come to terms with the truth by himself.

I shoved away the thoughts of him into the far part of my mind and kept looking forward to seeing Bumpy. Victoria snorted as soon as I got to the living room but I ignored it.

She wouldn’t be given the chance to spoil my mood.

“Happy slutting!” She mouthed after I left the room.

As I opened the gate, I caught the sight of a black BMW that was already waiting in front of the house. Always punctual, I thought, and headed towards the car.

I knocked on the car window, surprised that he didn’t open the door yet. “Aren’t you going to let me in, Bumpy?” I chirped happily and immediately the window began to make a wheezing sound, going down gradually.

My fist hung in the air as my eyes locked in with the last person I expected to see.