Till death do us part (2)

Beomgyu's pov

"Beomgyu! Hurry up or we're gonna be late!" My mom yelled from the bedroom door but I could barely hear it from the bathroom sink.

She kept calling me when I won't respond and eventually caught up at the mess I've made since I'm throwing up nonstop. "What's happening? Are you sick?"

I only looked at her wearily because this is the third time and my knees are already shaking uncontrollably.

"We should go to the hospital, you might've eaten something bad."

"No," I refused and washed my face using cold water and removed the light makeup. She caressed my back and my stomach somehow toned down. "It feels so much better already."

"What's happening to you?" She asked worriedly. "I thought you already agreed with the marriage issue? Are you purposely doing this to avoid the wedding?"

"Of course not." I leaned my back against the cold tiled wall and sighed. "I already signed the papers so there's no need to be all dramatic."

"Then what's wrong?" She wiped my cold sweat and checked my forehead with the back of her hand for temperature but everything's normal. "You look pale."

"It's my anxiety."

Her eyes widened.

"I think I developed it since the incident and it has gotten worse after the shootout. Didn't expect it to manifest today but I guess my brain is just too overwhelmed by everything that's happening."

"Why haven't you told me about this?" Her voice softened. She pulled me closer and gave me a warm hug. "I'll call the wedding off if it bothers you so much. I'll handle the blame, don't worry about it."

"No mom are you serious? They'll think you're crazy. You already helped me a lot in the past so I doubt father will let it slide this time."

"Of course I'm serious." She said angrily. "Why do you think I'm forcing you to be with a partner that will always keep you safe and not the other way around? If this decision's gonna be the one to kill you then what's the point?!"

"Calm down okay?" I held her hands and assure her I'm not backing down this time around. "I decided to marry her. It might've been forced but it's not like I can't tolerate it. I'm just nervous. Honestly, too nervous because I never had any experience and I'm more afraid to disappoint her on our first night."

"Oh." She stepped back and giggled softly. "Sorry. I guess I was worried for nothing."

"I'm serious!"

"I know and this is not a topic I belong to." She smiled and tapped my left shoulder. "Why not ask your father? Who knows you might discover some things you could use against him."

"Over my dead body."

She just laughed and walked out of the bathroom.

"Well then you should watch some porn instead."

"Mom!"

"What? That's literally how your dad learned about the process of making an heir to his empire."

"Wait what?"

"Truth be told, you and him are so much alike. Stubborn and selfish."

I got chills at the blunt comparison but she washed my disgust away with the opposite descriptions.

"But to be fair, he did all he can to win against his rivals. Not in the sense of forcing himself to me if that's what you're thinking." She smiled and returned to help me fix the bow tie of my white tuxedo in place. "So in a way, I'm glad he was both stubborn and selfish because that's how he won my heart."

I was speechless because I've only seen my father's evil side and I was so sick of his controlling and micro-managing tendencies.

We both got startled at the telephone ringing. My mom quickly answered it and apologized for making everyone in the church wait for us without telling them the reason why.

"We should go. Your bride is already waiting inside."

"Great. This is even more awkward than ever before." I brushed my palms over my face and hair in frustration.

"Don't stress yourself. Better late than never."

To be continued…