Broken Trust
Kalia.
I stood by the large window, staring out at the sprawling city scape that glittered beneath me.
The city had always been a symbol of my ambition, the place where I fought my whole adult life for my father to finally accept me as a suitable heir for his empire.
But he had never really accepted me, I was no match for a boy. And a boy was all my father ever wanted.
But funny how life had a weird way of working out.
Now I was incharge of the company he never even wanted me to work for.
I heard footsteps from the hallway, heavy footsteps I could just tell it was a man of a certain weight coming my way. And I knew exactly who it was, I had been anticipating him for the past one hour.
I knew he had his men all over the city looking for me, but I knew he would eventually know where to come.
"Was it all a lie?" Jake's voice was low, edged with disbelief and simmering anger. He said closing shut the door behind him, as if signaling me that I had no escape.
I took a few deep breaths and turned to face him, my expression carefully composed, trying to hide how hard my heart was beating.
I might have pulled one over him, but this was still the murderous most dangerous man in the city, and I was alone with him in a room. I tried to stay as composed as I could be, but my hands were profusely sweating.
Our eyes met, he had on that cold stare, he could literally dig daggers through me by just looking at me.
"Jake, I didn't mean for it to happen like this." i began, but my voice flattered as I saw his eyes darken, a mixture of hurt anger and something else that twisted the knife in my gut.
I hated his guts, I hated how he carried himself, I hated how he treated women which is why I never had any problems agreeing to the deal in the first place. But he had been none of those things to me.
He had been kind, and he actually acted like he was in love with me, but how could he really be in love with me. We had known each other for two weeks, it was on him for agreeing to marry me.
I tried to justify myself, even though my actions were eating me alive.
"Didn't mean to happen?" he said laughing sarcastically as his voice rose with anger. He threw the papers in his hand a me as they scattered all over the floor. "Let me get this straight, you didn't mean to approach me and ask me for help or you didn't mean to take my company away from me Kalia?"
"Jake I...?"
"Ooh wait, did you mean any of those vows you said? You not only lied to me but you also played me, used my emotions, how I feel against me." i could feel the pain in his voice, but I could not cave, not right now.
"You knew exactly what you were getting into Jake, you knew what this marriage was."
"I did not know and you damn well know it. You were feeling me, or was it also just another act?"
I flinched at the accusation, but I forced myself to meet his gaze. I had made my choice and now I had to stand by it.
"I did what I had to do." i said my voice a little firmer now, "If you were in my shoes you would have done the same exact thing and you know it."
"The one time I open up to someone about my feelings, it turns out that you just wanted to steal my company, I cannot belive this. Kalia I can't give you half my company." Jake said sitting back down.
"I'm sorry Jake, but it's already mine. You signed it to me and if you can't work with me I am willing to buy it completely from you."
" I don't care what those papers say, I will do whatever it takes to take my company back. You did what you had to do and now I will do what I have to."
"We will see about that." i said getting up suggesting it was time for him to go.
He slowly got up and started walking towards the door, when he was about to walk I stopped him.
"Jake." I called out, a huge grin in my face. He stopped and turned around to look at me, his face expressionless but cold.
"Sew you at home." i said with a wink and I saw a vein pop out on his forehead.
I didn't know how he managed to move from the door to where I was sitted in a matter of seconds.
I was pinned up against a wall, struggling to breath his hand on my throat.
" Don't fucking test me Kalia." he said his voice dense with echo, "I don't want to ever see your face."
"Aaargh" i tried to speak, but I couldn't and still try to breath.
"Don't test my patience woman, I will hurt you." he finally said letting me go.
"I am still your wife, we are still married and incase you have forgotten we still have to remain married for the next two years. We need to keep up the public appearances and you know this because that's why you agreed to marry me on a whim in the first place."
I might have had my own agendas for wanting this union, but he had trusted me enough to open up to me about wanting a wife in order to look like a family man in order to get a big client.
He did not say anything, he just walked out never never looking back as I stood there taking in the last two days.
Kalia.Few days ago. "If I did not know any better, I would say you are stalking me." i say as I see Jake approaching me."Is that such a bad thing?" he asked as he kissed me on the cheek and pulled a bar chair next to me."Well that depends." i said, placing my hand on one of his thighs.He was in a pair of khaki shorts, and a polo tshirt, perfect fit for the weekend and the weather too. With him sitting the shorts had become a little too short, and my hand was touching his are flesh and it sent tingles all over my body.He looked down at the hand placement, then back up at me and licked his lips seductively. I immediately removed my hands and pretended to look for my phone in my bag."So why did you want to see me?" I finally asked."A man can't just want to see a beautiful lady and grab some food for no reason?" he asked teasing me."He can, but seriously what's wrong." i asked curious. I had studies Jake well to know eh never took any of his women on dates publicly, not that I
Kalia. Flashback to parents death. I stood by the window for a while until I saw his car pull out of the parking, some part of my heart was hurt. I was feeling guilty, he was not wrong. I had used his emotions and vulnerability. But if he was in my shoes he would have done the same exact thing. He had been doing this to so many women over the years, just breaking hearts. I slowly sat back down in my chair and poured a glass of scotch, I needed it. I never imagined this is what my wedding day would look like.I took a few sips of the scotch, sitting back. The glass in my hand as I stated atot aimlessly. I had imagined how this was supposed to play out, but I never thought I would actually be sad about it. "I wish you were still here." i whispered holding back the tears as my mind drifted to a place I had buried for a very long time. A place I had avoided for so long and the reason I alwyas worked so hard just so I would not have to think about it. I remember waking up, it was c
Kalia. The drive back to Jake's house was short. I dreaded getting there.But in order for my plan to work I still needed to go back there and pretend that we were a happily married couple, atleast since it was supposed to be our honeymoon. His house was brighter than I remember seeing it during the day. Will all the lights on, it was spectacular, really fitted him and his extravagant lifestyle. I sat in my car for a few more minutes contemplating whether I should go back in.When I finally gathered the courage to walk to the front door, no one seemed interested in me. The guards went about their business like I was nonexistent, almost like they had been instructed not to give me any mind. I opened the front door and slowly went in without turning on the lights, hoping to get to the guest room with no interactions. I almost tripped on the carpet when Jake turned on the lights. "I am so sorry I thought you were already asleep, I didn't want to wake you." I said heading straight f
Kalia. "What's going on? What's all the chaos about?" I asked still in my robe as I went down stairs. It had been almost a week since I laid eyes on Jake, I had figured he was spending time with his ex.But everyone was dressed in black, murmuring among each other. " What happened to Jake? " I asked Maria the house keeper, fear rushing through my body. "Is he okay?" I repeated shaking her fear in my eyes.That's when I saw him coming down the stairs, dressed in a black suit and some shades. Why was everyone dressed like they were going to a funeral, who died?Obviously no one was going to tell me so I walked over to him."What's going on Jake? Who died?""It's really none of your business Kalia, go back to your room." he said snubbing me."I have a right to know what's going on, I thought something bad happened to you." i said honestly following him."So I am supposed to believe all of a sudden you care about me?" Jake said laughing sarcastically, "won't that make you happy? You wi
Kalia. "How is he?" I asked the nurse while waiting to see my father.Staying in the house after everyone left for the memorial felt lonely for me. I needed to do something to keep myself busy, so I went to visit my father in the hospital. "He has been asking about you alot." the nurse said opening up some sort of file, "Come on, I will take you to him. He is awake."I followed her closely, part of me dreading seeing my father. Mostly because I knew he wanted to hear about where I was with the plan, and I had not yet done anything really since the wedding. "There is my daughter." he said, his eyes lighting up as he saw me walk into his room."Hey dad.""You too good for your old man now?""Ofcourse not dad," I said cheekily as I sat beside him, I took his hands in mine, "How are you feeling?""Not as great as I would like, but she is taking good care of me." he said referring to the nurse who was now checking his vitals.My father had recently been diagnosed with stage liver cirrhos
"I feel like this is all my fault," I said tears freely falling down my eyes, "I should have kept my mouth shut like I promised. None of this would be happening. You wouldn't be in a hospital fighting for your life. Our family wouldn't be in shambles and broke." i said in tears. "I wish I could take it all back.""Hey, hey baby," my dad said touching my hand softly, "It's not your fault and it was wrong of your mom to ask you to live with that secret. You were a child.""But I tore us apart, mom left you.""Your mother had her own problems Kalia, eventually she would have left. It had nothing with you. And my drinking is not your fault at all and I don't want you to blame yourself. None of this is your fault."We sat there in silence, with us holding hands. It was my first day back in school, we went home early. I rushed home and there she was on the couch with the same man, they were naked, I wish I could erase that memory off my mind. I remember how shocked she looked, but she wasn
Jake. Naima had been a mess all day today, I really could not blame her. She was hurting just like I was hurting. Whoever says it gets better has clearly never gone through grief. It had been two years and everything was still fresh. And everyday I think about all the situations that ended up to losing my daughter. I looked over at Naima again, in tears. She was the only person in the world that understood exactly what I was going through. I walked over to her, but the moment she saw me her whole demeanor changed."Please Naima, not today. I don't have the energy to fight you." i said truthfully.I knew she needed for me to be the bad guy, today so she would atleast feel better, but I did not have it in me. I pulled her into my arms, but she was punching me, screaming at me. " It's all your fault. It's your fault my little girl is gone.""You know what Naima, i can't." i said as I started to walk away."Yes, just walk away, go." she yelled at me, still screaming.But I did not
Kalia. I sat in the quiet, sterile atmosphere of the doctor's office waiting for the nurse to finish finalizing sat in the quiet, sterile atmosphere of the doctor’s office, waiting for the nurse to finish up Jake's discharge papers. The sound of her typing was kind of therapeutic, soothing even. I had no idea what I was doing, but maybe this could work in my favor. If Jake didn't remember me or the things I did, Maybe we could cohabitate better. He had been in the hospital for a week now, he had almost fully recovered apart from the memory loss but he was going to use a wheel chair for a few more days. With his memories gone, he had been surprisingly pleasant, I had been by his side every day helping feed him, change him and even spend some time with him. I felt him move and turned to look at him, he was sleeping there so peacefully, like a baby. I took his hand in mine, feeling the warmth of his skin, in that mom grateful that things hadn't been worse than now. The nurse hand