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Chapter five

Samantha

This would be comical if this wasn't my life. How could I have done something like this? I'm the responsible one. I've never done anything close to this before. Seriously, how did I get so drunk that I got married? And not married to just anyone, no, I got married to the man who could destroy me.

I watch as Kade runs to the trash and pukes his guts out.

"Is the idea of being married to me so disgusting you have to throw up?" I sneer at him.

Kade shakes his head, reaching for a napkin. I watch as he wipes his face. "No. I just never thought I would be married," He tries to explain, I put up my hand trying to stop him, but he continues, "It caught me off guard."

"Well, I can't argue with that one," I quip back.

Because fuck, this is not what I expected when I went out last night. Maybe a roll in the hay with a person whose name I don't remember. But to get married? I mentally berate myself because I was supposed to stay away from the football player, not marry him.

None of us say anything for a second when Shane looks between me and Kade. "A picture of you in the chapel along with a copy of your marriage certificate is floating all over the internet." With a stern face, he looks straight at Kade. "This one is going to be hard to overcome, friend."

Kade just nods his head, but he's not one hundred percent with us—he's lost in his thoughts, probably trying to process everything. Thats when I see the platinum ring on his finger, a match to the one that's on mine. Shit, we really did do this, didn't we?

When we were together, I had realized that our relationship meant something different to me than it did to him.

I had started to allow myself to fantasize what life could be like with him.

Going to football games with our family and friends cheering him on.

A little girl that was a blend of both of us wearing matching jerseys, but it just took one night to dash all of those thoughts away.

I can't let myself get caught up in this shit.

I need to figure out how to get out of this.

Standing up, I head toward the bedroom to search for my phone, when Kade asks me, "Where are you going?"

"To look for my phone and try to figure out how we can annul this," I reply, continuing to the bedroom before Kade or Shane can say anything back.

When I get into the room, I sit down on the bed and let out a deep breath.

I can't believe I did this in such a drunken stupor.

Tears start to stream down my face once again, and I can't help but drop my head into my hands.

This is not how I expected to get married.

No, I wanted the full shebang. I allow myself to feel sad for a moment before I shake away the feeling, wiping the tears from my face.

Now isn't the time to dwell on how fucked up this is.

No, I need to solve the problem, not worry about what ifs.

After wiping my face again, I get dressed, because if there is a solution, then I can't do it in my robe. The moment I'm dressed, I grab my phone sitting on the nightstand. As soon as I open it, I see a text and the sadness washes over me once again.

Janae: Don't do anything stupid. I saw you leave with Kade.

Shaking my head, I close out the message. If she only knew how stupid I was last night. I click on the Safari button and type in 'how to annul a marriage license.’ A ton of websites come up, but my eyes can't seem to focus on any of the information.

A knock pulls my attention and when I look up, my breath is knocked from me when I see Kade standing there with his light brown hair looking messy. His shirt is on but unbuttoned showing off his amazing muscular body. Even after a night of drinking and throwing up, the man still looks like a god.

His face softens when he asks, "Are you okay?"

Shrugging my shoulders, I reply, "I guess so. Just trying to figure out how to get this annulled. I saw that if you can prove that you were drunk, you can get it dismissed based off of being intoxicated."

He nods his head as he listens to me and when I'm done, he replies, "I'm sure we can find a video. We were definitely drunk. Why don't you keep looking? Coach just called me, and I have to go face him."

This time it's me who softens, because I know how much Kade respects his coach.

His dad wasn't around much while he was growing up and when he was, it was always hostile. When he was drafted, his coach became like a father figure for him. While we were dating, I learned that the toxicity of his parents’ relationship was the reason he never wanted to get married.

He used to watch his parents cheat on each other and then he would have to listen to them fight over it.

Leaving him to say love and marriage only brought heartache for everyone involved.

Of course, when we were dating, I was able to overlook all that, but it should've been a red flag.

I've always wanted to get married. Just not like this.

But looking at this mess from his point of view, I guess this is probably even more of a nightmare for him than it is for me.

"Good luck. Hopefully we'll have it figured out soon," I say to him.

Kade doesn't reply. Instead he comes over to me and I watch him with wary eyes, not sure what to expect. He surprises me when he leans over, kissing me on the cheek, whispering, "You know, Sam, if I have to be married to someone, I'm glad it's you."

Giving him a soft smile as he pulls back, emotion clogs in my throat. Not able to trust myself to not break down if I say anything, I just nod at his words. And just like that he's gone, disappearing out of the room. I hear the hotel room click and assume he took Shane with him.

Moving to my messages app, I pull up the only contact I know who can help me with this.

Me: I need you. Come to my room now, please.

As soon as I hit send, I throw my phone down on the bed and I flop down next to it, trying to will the tears away and come up with a plan to help me fix this.