BRIANNA'S POV"I HAD to make all this look real if it was going to work." I scoffed while trying to keep my voice low.I had spent the last couple of minutes thinking of a way to get out of this …"Oh damn!" I touched my hands to my temple.There was no term I could give to it, all I knew was there was no way in hell I was going to be caught dead with Michelson somewhere far away where we would probably murder ourselves. In the end only our rotten dead bodies would be found because that is certainly what would happen.I was certain of one thing and that was the fact that there was no way I and Michelson would be together in such a confined environment without ripping the soul out of each other.I took out my phone and out of desperation scrolled to google.Three dots appeared…"How to make excuses for a date." I typed quickly as I felt silly, I knew I could say No and get out like any mature adult would but there was this look in her eyes that made it seem as though I would be breaki
MICHELSON POV THERE WERE two things I hated the most in all my years of living: one was being lied to and the other being taken as a fool. Brianna had done both and inside me all I felt was a kind of anger I couldn't quite explain, all I felt was this bitterness of having a taste of my medicine. It felt much better doing that to another person as a matter of fact I enjoyed the feelings it gave me but doing that to myself there was no way to explain the feeling I was getting from this whole although deep down I was happy the honeymoon hit canceled having her make a mockery of me and taken my brains into an over drive I couldn't quite explain. I drove through with the emptiness I was having deep inside of me, at first I had wanted to drive around as my head and every common sense jne whispered but instead every other nerve in me that and to do with lust took another route and drove straight to Paula's. I tried calling her to tell her I was on my at but the call kept going into her v
She looked up at the camera at the corner where I was and said nothing but walked away, I had seen it earlier so I knew she was not allowed to engage the clients, maybe as a company policy."This is going to be a one night thing " i Whispered to myself the same I had on countless nights the same way I had tried addressing Paula's issue.I stood up and walked behind her, outside everything appeared to be in full swing, the lights blaring from the ceiling that I had to shield my eyes, the loud music hiding the sound of her high heels. Ladies with short dresses all swaying and looking at me seductively as I walked past.My common sense was screaming at me to turn back but I was far gone to come back from this temptation I found myself.The room was filled with many drinks and meaningless promises of the sex I was about to have hanging inevitably in the air.She made her way into a side door of the club and I followed behind, being someone that rarely frequented the club I didn't kn
BRIANNA'S POVNO SMOKE without fire they say and this was certainly that part of life where that piece of idiom is needed.I had come to understand that society had a different way of treating women. They expected us to be perfect and pointed out our flaws when the men are allowed to roam about doing as they wish.A cheating woman is seen as whore but when it comes down to the fact that the other party was the one caught in the midst of this same mess they turn to the female and blame it yet on her ignorance.I was done with taking that bullshit from life and was prepared to face the circumstances of whatever it brought with it.I stared at the clock on the wall– it had been Fourteen hours, thirty-nine minutes and two seconds– I knew all this because I had been so pained that I had counted every moment of the time.it was very annoying if I was to be sincere with the way everything had turned out to be and I was starting to see this marriage thing as a very huge mistake, Just when
BRIANNA'S POV THE silence that feel upon the room could cut through ice and I could feel every one of it, from the look of shock on her face to the way she dropped the magazine she had been holding. The truth was the divorce had been on my mind, it was something I had been thinking of ever since the first day I found out he had cheated, I was his wife legally and had no plans of staying with a man who treated me like a commodity. "Why would you think that way Brianna?" There was pain in her voice and i could feel every bit if it. She had been good to me and I had no mind to repay her this way, but in all senses I was after my heart as well– I had the feeling there was a need for me to protect it as well from being torn from naivety or Sheer ignorance. I heaved deeply." I don't know…I am just confused about everything." "All marriages have their own issues and don't think everything is perfect." As much as I would have loved to agree to her term there is a feeling this had hit ro
BRIANNA'S POVMOTHER'S over think and are over protective and it was a good thing I was about to be one few months down so I will know what it was to be one."Good hearing from you dear." She sounded plain and simple but I could hear every hint of sarcasm in her voice.“It’s good to hear your voice too,” I respondedand acted at though I didn't have the slightest clue of what she was talking about, the tiniest bit of amusement rose in me about how quick she had called."Brianna, Mrs.Trevor just called now…how in the hell would you think about something like this."It was more less a question but I knew when she went on like this it wasn't going to end nicely, she was as I was .“How could you think about this?” "Try and understand I am going through hell here, do you realise what I have to face everyday?" I asked.By then I was walking out of where I was, I tried looking around to see a sign of Mrs. Trevor , I saw her talking to one of the women I couldn't quite recognize."Alrig
BRIANNA'S POVDisgust! Was there another word for it?Or rather was there an excuse for his Crap?One thing was certain about the gender of men and it was their ability to shift things to their favor and call it a normal sequence of life.Yet I can't change the fact that what I felt for this man was pure disgust.That was exactly what I felt for a man like him, watching walk out of the room was something I couldn't get my mind over.Deep down in my mind I knew there was nothing to convince me less about the whole situation as a matter of fact inajd thoughtbto myself that if he wanted to play this game then two can definitely play.I shut the door behind me, there was no way I was going to stay in this room that was so filled with his toxicity as I already was feeling choked with the bad energy it was giving me.Awareness of this brute fact overwhelmed me as I could feel every raging nerves in me brushed my through me from my head ro everything that pulsed in me, soon I heard the car
MICHELSON POVEVERY man had that thing they can't possibly out with no matter how they tried. For me it was putting up with anyone when I was guilty and that was the exact situation I found myself in with Brianna.I had tried all I could but in an out it in this way I was not used to putting up with a woman like her in all senses it felt like a very thing as I thought myself to be an Alpha male–At least that was what I told myself when it comes to handling a woman like her however I found myself wanting .She was an inferno in terms of everything, threatening to set my soul on fire if I let her but that was the exact thing I couldn't possibly find myself doing, no matter how I tried to I can't put myself in a situation that would warrant her having a go at me.I Walked back from the edge of the cliff. I had been standing watching the day break. It was a habit I had whenever I felt so heated up in an argument or whenever I was buried under a situation I know sex can't possibly solve– A
BRIANNA'S POVHow fast was it to stop loving when it turns toxic?For me as fast as my heart beat in seconds.It had taken me nothing to make up my mind, perhaps two weeks of locking my door against myself and crying till I could feel my eyes go red with burning tears.This was not about compiracy but I was prepared to get through everything…As a matter of fact I wanted half of everything as well.Half of his wealth was going to make me obviously one of the richest female in the city and in a way it wouldn't affect him.For the next couple of hours all we did was talk about what I wanted—Which was to get away from the marriage as fast as I could.She has talked about it being more longer process and for all of cared I was ready for how messy it was going to become.Every part of me wanted to stay away from him.He was toxic this man, seeing him this morning reminded me of how much I hated him, it was quite a remindwr of why I wanted so bad to stay away from him.My husband was only
Michelson POVWhat in the hell I was doing. I thought to myself at the last-minute.At that time I was heading down the road, far away from where anyone could see me, it looked like I was drifting down the bowel of hell in my mind.There was a need to stop. I had to bring everything to a stopI tried to hit the brakes on the car.Fuck…I kept on pushing the brakes but it didn't work.All of a sudden I was starting to regret the fact that I decided to go down this path, I was regretting doing this at all as it felt like a very drastic action.What am I doing here?It felt like I was visiting another world, as the city passed before my fresh eyes as I drove deeper.I kept hitting the brakes as the car sped through, going off on the road with the same speed I had started with.As I neared the dead end , I thought about getting out of the car.The belt seems jammed, the door -I felt the wind in my face as it looked as though I was about to embrace death.Just then at the last minute,
MICHELSON POVWasn't it said that good music heals the soul?The music playing softly through the stereo was in a way depressing and there was no way to say why it was this way.I had picked that same music, I had always picked out any other days but today it did look like I was listening to a totally different song— It was like I was listening to it in a different way or perhaps hearing the tunes of the music differently .Either way I was not enjoying an but of this and in a way the way she was treating me was quite expected.The more I tried to take my mind away from all of this the more it became dawn on me that I might as well be a murderer.With own hands, I had committed this attrocities.In a way i wondered if she would ever forgive me, I would give anything as a matter of fact everything just for her forget everything but even to someone totally deranged that would be quite impossible.There was only way I could get my mind off all of this, and that was for me distract mysel
BRIANNA'S POVThere was only one word for how the past week had been and it was —Shambles!One could say I was a living shadow of my old self, and thanks to Michel he had totally out done himself making a mess out of me.That was what was, a total mess…I had dragged my feets through the tiled floor, ignoring the looks I got from maids and the greetings as well.The past one week had been nothing but hell for me as I was trying everything I could do with the situation at hand.The way the sun felt on my face, the fresh air—The taste of coffee like I had always loved it every morning, everything felt to me new.“Are you fine ma'am. ” one of the maids asked.Something in me whispered that she was not only asking for the state of my physical look but also how I was mentally as well, the whole feeling gave me goosebumps."Yes I am.” I replied , faking a smile. The truth was I wasn't, as a matter of fact I was far from being fine but like they say the truth is always a hard pill to swal
MICHELSON POV.What did I feel ?Pain!Absolute pain and there was no way I could get over it.Men are allowed to feel pain too ain't they?Mine was like a hard blow to the heart, I could feel every bit of my heart, stop then pause like this wasn't essential and just when I thought everything might be as well over, I felt it beating again.It looked like I had brought nothing but destruction Into her life, slowly I tried to play everything again at the back of my mind.If there was anything she hated more that moment it was certainly me.It was something, she didn't even need to say as it was glaring in her eyes.My face was inexpressive…Yet one Could tell that everything going on deep down inside me was absolutely shambles.Till now the only two people that knew about what truly happened was Brianna and myself and in a way I wanted to remain this way.The doctor ushered is about so she could attend to her, I took that time to take a long stroll around the hallway, stopping at the wat
BRIANNA POVIT looked like he was keeping the rest of the words buried from fear of speaking or getting how I would react.He looked at me for a minute not knowing how he was going to react to every bit of everything that was going on.When the words fell from his lips, I could feel the heavy weight of them."The baby is gone."At first I thought the words were just my thoughts playing out and he had not said anything, but when I thought about it again, I could hear the words playing again at the back of my mind."What?"I looked at my mother's face hoping it had something different…an emotion that would convince me this were lies.My heart beat shattered, and I could every bit of the piece and piece of my heart as it fell to the ground.The pain sent a raw ache through my chest and I could feel it pounding against it.My vision blurred behind tears and the shimmer of the sun on the marble floors, I couldn't hold it.One could numb any other emotions but certainly not pain, there was
BRIANNA'S POV.I Turned and saw him sitting right there, it was the last place I wanted him. As a matter of fact, I didn't want him anywhere around me.“Oh my god. You’re alive... She is alive! " He exclaimed as I stared around for a minute wondering what it was about him that I hated and disdained most at this moment.He glanced at me, a glint in his eyes filled with excitement. “I thought I was going to lose your"Perhaps, he shouldn't have said those words as I felt my memory returning back to me in full force.I felt a sharp pain in my head ...Staring at his face blankly at the moment, it was like staring into the face of the devil.If there was anything I wanted most at that moment, it was certainly having him closer to where I was.For all I know, I was done with the man.He tried to touch me but I took my hands away from where he was, flinching the very bit like his touch was toxic.As a matter of fact it was toxic, at least to me...I could feel the venom in his touch crawl
MICHELSON.Leaning back, against the chair in the hallway, I rested a forearm on the arm of the chair looking around at the events unfolding as I focusedmy gaze on the far end of the room.The anger In me was enough to raze down the entire room but I did well enough to bury it down as it burned in my throat and heart maring everything else in the process.My eyes skimmed up an inch to find the doctor again, a moment earlier she had insisted that I went back home after I returned there.The plan actually when I had gone home was to rest,take a fresh nap, eat and come back by morning but I couldn't do any of these things as I kept tossing and turning on the bed.The night was promising to be filled with nightmares so at the last second, I had dragged myself out of bed and now I sat in the hospital hallway wiping a hand across my face.My gaze darkened,conveyed every bit of my thoughts.In a way while I sat back in my chair, my humor was fading into the half empty hallway.My though
MICHELSON.THEY say real men don't cry and I wondered if emotions were really part of what made up the term manhood.I could remember just two times I had broken down to tears in my entire adulthood life:The first, was when I lost my fath.The memories still filled my mind like a scar that would never leave and I could still see it in my nightmares.This was the second time…It got me wondering how long I was going to get out of all of this if anything ever happened to her.Never, never was the right term to tell myself that I might never get out of this mentally if anything did happen to her.I paced the hallway worried and in a state that was quite tense.I felt the need to do everything and at the same time, I felt like doing nothing other than just walking through the white hallways of the hospital.Pausing by the dispenser, I grabbed a dispenser and gulped down two cups in quick succession running a hand through my hair that was ruffled.I was in a state of total mess both phys