Chapter 3 - The Worst Weekend Ever.

Rayners POV

It was the weekend and I didn't want to stay at my place so I concluded I was going to spend it with Mom. It's been a while since I spent time with her after all.

Before now I always spent the weekend with Mom but when Daniel came into the picture, I was either busy with work or at Daniel's place now that he is out of the picture, I will return to my schedule of spending the weekend with Mom.

The week had started on a good note for me until I saw the cheaters cheating on me. I signed three contracts with my clients and the one I signed on behalf of Director Kim.

I explained to Director Kim what transpired between the client and and he was beyond grateful to me to the dismay of Katherine who had wanted him to scold me again he also advised me to deal with whatever issue I had during the weekend.

I stepped down from the car. I boarded a cab to take me to Mom's place. Immediately I stepped down, and the fresh natural air supplied by the many trees in the surroundings greeted me.

If there is anything I love about Mom's place is the quietness and the many trees in every compound. If you are not conversant with this place, you will think nobody lives here and people don't believe this place exists in Diavolo too.

I paid the cab driver as I dragged my little bag out. I was staying for the weekend. The thought of Daniel and the picture of him riding Maci kept flooding my thoughts and I kept feeling sad speaking to the stranger harshly.

I pulled my phone from my bag and dialed Betty's number. Betty has been my best friend since kindergarten. I wanted her to come to spend the weekend at Mom's place too so it would be more lively and I would be occupied.

“Hello best friend,” I said happily into the phone as she answered.

“Hello,” A thick masculine voice replied to me. “I will pass the phone to her now,” he added.

I pulled the phone from my ear to check the caller, perhaps I had called someone else but it was Betty's line I had dialed.

Betty didn't tell me she was in a relationship, I know she flirted a lot but none of them has ever answered her call on her behalf. This person has to be very important for him to have done this.

“Hello. Rayner,” I heard Betty's sharp voice finally.

“Betty, are you okay? What's going on?” I couldn't wait to question her.

“I am okay, why did you ask?” She sounded confused with my question.

“Betty, who is that guy?” I asked almost in a whisper.

“Oh. That's Jeff, my boyfriend,” she replied.

“Your what?!

“My boyfriend, she said again.

“For how long Betty?” I inquired. I felt betrayed by even my best friend, she had a boyfriend and never told me.

“For five months now,” she dropped and my ears rang a bell.

“Betty, five months? When were you going to tell me?” I asked weakly as I managed to drag myself to the chair outside Mom's place.

“I am sorry Ray. I didn't want you to know because I wanted to be sure he is serious, I never meant to hide it from you,” she explained, her voice was no longer sharp as it was.

Betty was right, there was no need to tell me if she wasn't sure. Her relationships in the past few years always ended after two to three months and I was always sad seeing her cry so hard because she was already attached.

“Is okay. You are my best friend I can't hold it against you.” I finally spoke up after some minutes of silence.

“Thank you, Rayner. Why did you call?”

“I came to spend the weekend at mom's place and I thought to call you to come too.”

“You know I can't now. What about that scumbag called Daniel?” she suddenly asked and I felt cold and hot on hearing his name.

“Don't ask me, Betty.” I warned her.

I had told her what happened in a chat and she was so mad about it that if Daniel had been in front of her that minute she would have been called a murderer by now.

“But you should go out so you can meet new people. It's Daniel's loss,” she advised me.

“I will just focus on my job right now and forget about being in any relationship or marriage till I have achieved my career goal.”

“Ray, don't let Daniel's betrayal stop you from finding true happiness for yourself, forgive him and….”

I didn't let her finish what she wanted to say before cutting her.

“Enjoy the weekend with your boyfriend. He is waiting for you, bye.” I hung up without waiting for her response.

I breathed in and out before entering Mom's place, she was on a call and screaming at whoever the person was.

“We don't need you in our lives. Leave us alone,” she added to the warning she had given the person already.

Over the years, Mom had been the only parent I knew. Everyone said I looked so much like her because I had all of her features except her hair. I have very black hair and hers was gray.

I remember when I was in college, I summoned the courage to ask her where I got the black hair color from.

“Mom. Where did I get this black color hair from?”

“From your Dad. Don't ask me where he is, I don't know either.” she had told me as if she knew that would be my next question.

After that, I never thought about Dad again since the only person who could tell me about him had no idea either.

Mom turned when she noticed me, she removed the phone from her ears surprised I was beside her. When she got herself back, she said, “Get me a glass of water.”

Her eyes were red and green vein lines were showing on her neck because she was screaming. Quickly, I ran to the kitchen to get her water.

“Please, stay away from us. Everything has been going smoothly since you left.” Mom said to the person this time her voice was low.

I stretched the cup toward her and she gulped its content in one go. I wasn't sure if she had ended the call because I could see the minutes still counting.

She breathed out heavily before looking at me. “Why are you here? She inquired.

What? Did mom just ask me to go get water for her so she could get more strength just to ask me this? I wanted to laugh but mom wasn't happy and I didn't want to annoy her more so I controlled myself.

“I came to spend the weekend with you or can't I anymore?” I pouted.

“No, you can't. You should be with a man and not me. You should be married and be spending the weekend with your husband while your kids spend the weekend with me,” she complained.

“Mom, marriage is the last thing on my mind. I don't want to be looked down on by anyone. I will just pursue my dream of being the Chief Operating Officer in my company when I get that I will think of marriage.” I explained to her.

“I wish I never told you what happened between your father and me.” Mom stood up from the chair she was sitting in and walked to me.

“You need love to go through whatever you are going through now. Let go and you will find the happiness you so much desire,” she covered my hands with hers.

“Mom, I never told you I am not happy. I am happy with myself and my life. I don't want to get married till I get what I want,” I told her again.

Mom left my hand and walked backward then she said angrily in a way I have never seen her.

“Get out of my house. Don't ever come to see me or call me if you are not married,” she walked to where I had left my bag, picked it up, and matched to the door with it.

She held the door and screamed at me, “Now leave my house.”

I felt numb and mute. No words came to my mind to say and quietly, I walked out of the door. I stared at her when I was out and she slumped the door on my face.

Is Mom truly serious? Hot tears fell from my eyes as I bent down to pick up my bag.