Everleigh
His masculine voice said words that I had been craving to hear. "I love you!" Although I wasn't completely conscious, my eyes fluttered in excitement.
When I opened my eyes, what I saw changed my life. It felt like a dream, I couldn't believe it. Slowly, my vision cleared. Clyde stood with his back against me, his hands around the neck of someone.
Something is wrong - he was whispering to someone I couldn't see. He'd told her he loved her, not me.
I swallowed hard and squinted in an attempt to get a closer look. The headache that followed was too much to bear, and so I shut my eyes again and listened rather, not wanting to make them realize that I was awake.
Like a nightmare, the clock ticked slowly, my heart beat rapidly, and moments passed. Whispers were exchanged. I heard all of it.
"You did promise you'd divorce her. What's the holdup?" The lady asked impatiently. Her voice sounded familiar.
"Hold on, baby," My husband, Clyde responded, sounding both tense and unhappy.
"I want everything to happen slowly, so I don't get blamed by society. She has been nothing but a liability to me, and you know it.
She contributes nothing to the household, rather than force her ugly self down my throat. What could be more irresponsible?
But I cannot just wake up and throw divorce papers at her, I'll be judged. It's a sad world we live in."
"I know right?" The woman affirmed. "I pray she never wakes up!"
Whoever she is, she seemed to be very evil. Even if she wanted my husband, wishing me death was very extreme.
I was tempted to open my eyes and look at her. To stand from where I lay, unplug the IV drip from my hand, stride to where they stood, and land a slap on her face.
Before I made up my mind on what to do next, I heard it. The soft, familiar sound of a kiss.
It was as if I had been expecting it to happen. I was glad I saw nothing. But the slurps and moans tore my already broken heart apart.
The raptures and gasps had kept me from resting and the shivers of pleasure caused a tear to drop from my eye and trickle down my left ear.
My heart sank, my eyes filled with tears. I had loved him so deeply, and he didn't even respect me enough to do this somewhere else. It was almost as if he was mocking me.
"Oh, baby, you're so sweet." I heard the lady say to him.
In response, Clyde said, "You kiss me better than Everleigh does."
"There's no doubt I do," The lady said with a chuckle. "There's nothing she can do right. Which is why she can't even keep a man."
Clyde laughed with her. My heart ripped apart. I heaved and a tear dropped down my face.
"I think we should have sex on her bed." The lady sounded excited. "You and I should have sex, right where she is!" She said again.
I heard footsteps approaching my bed and assumed they were coming towards me. Would Clyde be that unkind to me?
More droplets followed, despite my many attempts to stop the flood pouring from my eyes. I bit my trembling lips and gnashed my teeth.
"Looks like she is waking up," Clyde said, obviously unexcited and slightly nervous. He had probably noticed the pain on my face.
"I doubt it. I mean, why now? I could just shut the door and a few thrusts should do."
“If you insist,” Clyde said. I felt him lean over me to make sure that I wasn't awake. I then felt his weight on the bed. “Lie on me!”
They were too busy with themselves, neither of them realized that my eyes were open. I watched my man of six years pull her to himself. She crashed on him.
He tugged on her shirt as his fingers ran through her skin. “It's been a while, my damsel.”
“Indeed,” she said in response. “It's been quite some time since I felt you inside of me.”
Clyde gave a shy laugh. He was uncomfortable and his gestures showed it.
He tried severally to steal glances at me, but she was too busy burying her tongue in his lips and tugging at his pants, he could barely open his eyes.
I sniffled lightly and rubbed my bleary eyes with the back of my hand. I then shut my eyes and listened to the moans they made. They had become oblivious of my presence.
“Fuck, I'm hard!” Clyde exclaimed.
“And I'm wet.” The woman with him affirmed. I knew what would follow and hoped that I wouldn't have to go through the torture of listening to it.
Footsteps approached the door where we were and they both scrambled for their clothes. Moments later, I guessed they were fully dressed.
They listened raptly but saw no one walk in. I listened carefully but heard no one come in, either as the door didn't creak open.
“Well, that was close!” The lady who I had suspected to be my slutty friend said.
Clyde anxiously heaved.
“Are you scared, handsome?” She said again.
Clyde gave no response for a moment. A while later, he says to her, “Dear, that was a very close call. You should get going.”
“Why?” I knew what her response would be, even before I heard her. “We didn't even do the main thing!
Just because we were almost caught, we are to quit the fun game we haven't even begun playing?”
"This is no game. Look," Clyde responded calmly. It seemed his gaze was on me as he spoke, probably observing me to know if I was still unconscious.
"She seems to be moving, we need to get out of here. The last thing I want is to get any blame. So I think you should hold on. I'll be with you tomorrow, at the club. I promise."
"Yeah, I should go! I'll be back first thing tomorrow morning to check on her. If she asks, tell her I called. Bye!"
I quickly shut my eyes open and stole a glance to confirm my suspicion.
I recognized that voice, that shamelessness, that attitude, even though it was too painful to believe, my eyes confirmed that it was Laura.
I hoped that my ears had deceived me. That the first glance lied to me. But as it seemed, this Is my reality. My best friend had made out on my sick bed with my husband.
“Is that a camera?” Clyde said before she left. I felt the anxiety in his voice when he realized that the whole scenario was caught on camera.
“Fuck, the whole thing was recorded!” He said with a louder voice.
Laura was silent for a while. She was probably thinking of a way out. Laura was smart but not in a productive way.
She was street smart. Moments later, she said, “We'll think of a way out of this.”
I heard her walk out of the room, before I opened my eyes slowly, and locked my eyes in Clyde's. My eyes were unreadable but I could see fear in him.
"Was that a nurse? I thought I heard someone's voice." My voice didn't sound weak, it was rather stern, as I asked him, thinking of how best to handle the situation. I tried not to show any emotions. Sniffling slightly.
"Nah! No one was here," Clyde replied, and walked briskly to my bedside. He then lowered his butt on the bed and held my arms.
"I was really worried about you, I'm so relieved to have you back." He bent down and kissed my forehead.
With a gentle touch, he brushed a few strands of hair from my face, tucking them behind my ear.
"You passed out while making lunch for me, so I heard. We have chefs around the house, why bother? It's so sweet that you wanted to do something kind, but I'm sad and feel guilty to know that I was the cause of this."
I could feel bitterness well up inside of me, but I knew I had to act wisely. So I started by asking, "Where is Laura?” I kept my eyes on his and waited for a response.
As the moment lingered, his face turned pale. "I..." He said with a stutter. "Laura, she... well, she called earlier to know how you're faring."
Before I could respond, the door creaked open. A shadow loomed in the doorway and a familiar voice said, "Well, aren't you going to tell her?"
The figure stepped into the light and my heart stopped. It wasn't Laura, it was someone whom I hadn't seen in ten years.
Someone who had threatened to kill me the next time she saw me. It was my half-sister, Madison.
"Hello Diana," she said with a grin. "Surprised to see me?”
Everleigh"Do you plan on marrying me?" The guy who was with me in the room asked, wearing a mischievous grin."Lol, no. But I called you over because I wanted you to..."Before I could complete my statement, I heard footsteps approaching. We both looked at the door, in anticipation for who it was coming to my hospital room.I knew it was Clyde, which left me both excited and angry. I couldn't wait to see the look on his face when he walked in and saw who I was with, by this time of the night. I was yet to get over what I witnessed earlier between him and Laura. To make things worse was the sudden appearance of Madison. Regardless, my mind was made up. I was done with the marriage and I wasn't going to leave quietly. It was a Saturday evening, and the moonlight streamed through the window, casting shadows across the bedroom floor. When Clyde shuttled into the room, I watched his face turn pale as he saw me sitting up on the hospital bed, next to my ex boyfriend.He shone a piercin
EverleighI picked up my phone to call Felix, when I heard a knock on the door. I looked at the door that bulged open, and my gaze caught the handsome, tall blonde doctor. He smiled at me, with a report in his hand.The doctor strode towards my bed, his white coat billowing behind him like a cape. He had a bounce in his step as he approached me. Whatever he had to tell me seemed positive, I was relieved. I had waited the whole morning for the medical report, I couldn't wait for the news for another second.“Am I going to die?” I asked him, sitting up on the bed.“Far from it,” He replied. Standing next to my bed and looking down at me. "Mrs Ever, dear, I have good news." He was grinning from ear to ear. I guessed correctly, it was good news."Well, spill it and let me get out of here. I was to be discharged this morning, but you kept me here till now." I looked up at the clock above my head, then continued, "It's almost noon Dr Robin. I'm sorry if I sound uneasy but I indeed am. I
EverleighMy heels clicked against the hospital floor as I made my way to the exit. Felix wrapped his hand around my waist, a mischievous grin on his face. We were headed for the hospital hall. He must have dreamt of this day for so long. And in contrast, this was my biggest fear. But we are both happy now. I am excited to be free, and he's excited to be with me again. And get his revenge."This is going to be so dramatic," Felix whispered, feeling slightly nervous and excited as we got closer."You have always loved drama. Don't you remember six years ago?!""You still haven't forgiven me, Ever. You are so strange." Felix rolled his eyes.Before I could reply, we were in the hospital hallway. Clyde stood at the far end, walking towards my ward. A few nurses had walked past Felix and I, but they were too busy to stop and look. Some patients who weren't in a critical condition couldn't help but stand in awe, gazing at the scene that was about to play out."What the fuck is going on
EverleighThe driver set out, leaving the hospital. I sat in the backseat of the car with Felix beside me and watched as he peered out of the windshield and scanned the area. He seemed unsure of where to go next. It appeared that he was hesitant to ask Felix where to take us. Felix noticed the uncertainty in his slow driving and spoke up. "Gerald, take us to my place.""Right away, sir!" The driver responded and matched the pedal. "Your house, Felix?" I turned to look at him. "I didn't consent to that.""I know, Ever. But I think it's best because...""Because you miss me?" I asked him with a frown. "Because you wish to bond with me.""No! I mean, I did miss you. But that's not the only reason I want you to come with me to my house. We spotted Laura next to this car moments ago. And somehow, she vanished into thin air. Do you think that is plain? They want to set you up, Ever. I'm so sure of it.""What does any of that have to do with your house? Let them do their worst!""I want
EverleighOne of his domestic workers set my luggage down in the entryway. Felix led me inside his mansion, a smile on his face. "Welcome to my home," he said with a sparkle in his eyes. "Welcome home."I looked at him but said no words. I was lost in thoughts. The Felix that I knew from many years back was different from this man with me here. That man was a pauper, this man is a multi billionaire."Where are we going?" I asked him as we ascended the flight of stairs. "You'll see," He responded, not stopping.He pushed a door open and I strolled into a room that left my mouth agape. "Is this your bedroom?" It was too feminine to be his."No, queen. This is your bedroom." For some minutes I paused, savoring the awesomeness of the room with my eyes wide open. It was like something out of a fairy tale, with a large, luxurious bed in the center, draped in white satin. The walls were painted with my favourite shade of pink, and the furniture was made of mahogany. There were fresh dandeli
Everleigh's POV.Felix sat next to me on the bed with a damp cloth on his hand, placed on my head. "I thought the doctor said you've recovered. I don't understand why you had to throw up everything you ate. "I have recovered," I answered, shutting my eyes. The room spun like a merry go round and the bed felt like a moving vehicle. I tried my best to stay calm. "I'll be fine, I promise. I just need to rest.""I'm worried. You fell on your way to the bathroom. I suppose it's because you were dizzy. We need to know what is causing you weakness. Secondly, that is your favorite meal in the world, yet you threw it all up. I think we should go to a hospital. Maybe a different one, this time.""The food was nice, just that it was not spicy enough." "And the collapsing?" "Leave me alone, Felix. I'm just tired. I'm tired and I'm hungry." I felt bad that I was lying to him, especially because he showed genuine concern. But how could I tell him the truth? He hated Clyde so much, I couldn't
Everleigh's POV.I stirred gently on the bed and then I parted my eyelids. I looked at the clock above my head and it was almost ten in the morning. I stood from the bed and shuttled towards the window. I opened the curtains and looked down below. I drew in the fresh morning air and a smile lit up my face. This was a new beginning for me.A hand wrapped around my waist and I felt someone breathe on my skin. I immediately turned around, to see Felix standing behind me with a beautiful smile. "I hope that wasn't inappropriate?" He said to me as he walked with me, back to my bed."Good morning," I replied, perching on the edge of the bed. "Did you sleep well?""Not a wink. We have so much going on at work, I'll be leaving in a few minutes. I came up to check on you before but you weren't awake. I'm glad you're up now. I came to tell you that I'll be leaving and ask if there's something you'll be needing.""I'll be needing nothing, but you can get me anything you want on your way ba
Everleigh's POV.Why would Felix put a camera in my bedroom? There were a gazillion questions in my head and no one to ask. "How stupid of me!" I muttered, slapping my face. The moment he came back, I was going to storm up to him and demand that he clear the memory of the camera. The last thing I wanted him to know was my true identity. Because if by any chance he finds out that I was a liar, he would know that the relationship he and I shared many years ago was based on lies. "Do you really care what he thinks?" I said to myself, pacing the room. There were broken bits of the glass and of the tray. I stepped away from the scene and paced a different side of the room as I wondered if it mattered to me that much. He was my ex and we were nothing but friends. I was unable to give myself an answer, I couldn't decide why I badly wanted him to be oblivious, so I proceeded to have breakfast, after which I had a lazy day in his pool.I sat with my legs inside the water and looked at i