Happier When High

Chapter 2: Welcoming the Enemies

I personally wasn't worried about the article I was mostly worried about how it affected Mary. My father immediately came over, but I was already on my way to Mary's house. I thought surely, she wouldn't talk to me I mean why would she? If i had just came over on time this wouldn't have happened or maybe it would have?

Once I got there, I saw her husband wasn't home which was odd, he would usually be home at this time but him not being there made it easier for me to talk to Mary. I walked up to the door hesitant preparing myself for whatever she had to say. I knocked expecting no one to answer.

As Mary opened the door, I saw her in a robe with puffy eyes and a red hand mark on her face. I Immediately asked her if she was okay as I never saw Robert get so angry, he would hit her. Robert hitting my wife-..my lov-...Mary filled me with nothing but anger. Mary and I had been seeing each other for a year and that has been the best year of my life and I'll be damned if I let and entitled white man hit her. Mary knew I was angry anyone could've known I was angry by just looking at me. Mary didn't blame me surprisingly. She told me she expected it to happen sooner or later. A year a whole year of nothing but love and devotion and now it might all be ruined.

Mary and I went outback to clear our minds and think of what we should do. "I don't care about what happens to me Mary you know this all I care about is your wellbeing and how this will affect you." I told her while lighting my cigarette. "Robert is taking the boys" she said looking in the distance with a single tear rolling down her face. Mary's boys are very dear to her. they are her whole heart and it's because of me this is happening to her. "What will we do" she said after letting the silence linger. There was one thing I could do, and it was something my father was trying to push me to do for years. "I'm going to get married." It was the only and last option. Mary looks over to me immediately "What?!"

"ill get married if it means saving your image" I would've never done this on my own agenda. My career is in its prime and i want to focus on that, but Mary...oh my darling Mary I wouldn't let anyone ruin what makes her most happy. Seeing Mary this way makes my heart sink into a deep sadness, it's nothing like the hurt of a single person that fills your hear with sadness.

"Oh Sy we both know you don't want that"

"Yea so? I know how much they mean to you and don't even try to convince me not to, ill get a divorce by the end of the summer"

"Well we both know your stubborn so I guess ill just have to go with it...."

That Evening when I returned home tiredness fell over me with also hurt. I felt like I was feeling everything i didn't feel that morning. My hurt turned into anger and all I could do is cry and cry and cry. I hated it. I hated my father's controlling ways i hated having to hide my love because of the public and I hated causing pain.

I went inside eventually I didn't want to do anything but sleep or smoke. I rolled one and lit it. As i eyes got lower my patience did also. My feelings came rushing back as for some it did the opposite. I turned on music and danced. Slow and soft. Slow but magical. Slow but powerful

The phone rung. I ignored but it just kept ringing and ringing seemingly getting louder and louder so I answered. It was Logan. Logan worked with my dad, he made all he calls and deals. He told me he had to speak to me about the pictures. I didn't wanna talk about it but he insisted and told me he could get the removed if I wanted. "Do what you gotta do Logan" i said irritated. This whole situation became so irrelevant to me and my life

The next morning my dad came over and spoke to me . It was about the pictures. I couldn't take it anymore it felt like a everlasting circle just walking in different doors but ending up in the same place. I told him i was getting married and with strange judgement he wasn't happy but wasn't angry. I never seen him so blank so unimpressed with something he had been pushing and wanting for so long. I was rethinking what i had said he blankness made me feel like im making a mistake or im going at this the wrong way. After breakfast we heard a knock it was Robert...