DaisyI've been Mrs Rosa for 10 days already. We've spent a lot of time getting to know each other in those 10 days, stopping in bed after tea and then having sex most of the night but today he seems to be in some form of mood.I don't want to know why and I don't question why either because I have problems of my own to deal with.My period started last night and so did the pain. And sweet Jesus they hurt so bad this month.I look at my phone and see that it's 10:38 am and I'm curled up in bed with a hot water bottle and Chicago Fire playing on the TV in the background.My phone has gone off a few times but I've ignored it and stayed in a curling position.Once again my phone goes off but I ignore it because every time I move my whole body hurts. Cramps are the worst and when I say the worst I mean they hurt so bad that I can't move and I prefer to sleep.The door to our bedroom opens and Antonio's annoyance comes through loud and clear."Do you not know how to answer your phone!" He
AntonioI left the house in such a foul mood. I knew I would have to calm down eventually, I knew what I said to her was out of order but I couldn't contain the anger when she didn't answer her phone. The panic I felt when she didn't answer and knowing that the Koreans are after us, I knew that I had to see her. I know she isn't lazy. I know full well that she doesn't like to sleep in and she prefers to be doing something but in that moment, after the shit morning I had already had I just snapped and I snapped at my wife who didn't do shit to deserve it and looked at me like I'd physically slapped her."So what are we going to do about this proposal?" Braden James of Jameson's Hotel and Bar asks as we all sit in the office.My mind keeps diverting back to Daisy and how she was looking pale on the bed. I didn't think too much of it but now that I have I can't help but think she must have been ill to be stopping in bed and agreeing to something even I knew she wasn't.In the few weeks
DaisyIt's been 35 days since my husband has been home and it's also been horrible and lonely. I spent the first few days after he left in bed after the doctor saw me and told me I probably had bruised ribs and a bit of a shiner on my cheek but nothing major that needed fixing.My period didn't even last the usual 5 days which was different for me.I've tried phoning Antonio but it always went to voicemail so I left it after day 22. I've had some of the people here gossiping about us, about how this marriage is a sham and how he deserves someone better.Every morning for the last week I have woken up in a cold sweat and being sick. I'm constantly sick and feeling tired but I keep putting it down to the stress of everyone here.I've had the stares and classic sneers from some of the female workers who I don't even know and didn't know who worked here.Judgemental comments over the last two weeks have gotten worse and I've just about had enough of it."Have you all got a problem with me
Antonio An hour earlier:"It's been weeks Ant. Are you not going to go home?" Max asks as he pours himself another drink."Yeah," I mutter and as I go to stand up, my phone rings in my pocket.Magda."Why is Magda ringing?" I ask anyone in general. "Yeah?" I say into the phone. Magda is like a grandmother to everyone. Loves to fuss around and make sure we have all eaten but sometimes she can be one scary woman."Oh bloody nora child.""Who's Nora Magda?""It's an English saying apparently. We have a slight problem and when I say slight problem I mean your wife just took the car""What do you mean my wife took the car?"A pause on the other end of the line makes my patience snap completely. "Woman...What the fuck has my wife taken the car for?" I snap into the phone but her snapping makes me quiet and feel like a shit husband."Don't you Woman me Tu idiota. Maybe if you were here defending your woman when she has done nothing but get verbal abuse from Megan and her friends and snide
Daisy"Yes, princess?" He whispers in my ear as I pull back and look into his eyes.Will he ever really mean his confession?Will I be the woman he comes home to every night or is this just some obligation towards his child?Instead of voicing those feelings and concerns to him, I regard them and tell him the one thing that will annoy me so much but I know we can't do this here."We can't do this here" I try to explain before he even gets his hand near me.Over the last week, if I remember correctly, I have showered and changed into comfy underwear, sweats or leggings, and long baggy tops and I have cried over stupid things, listened to sad songs and eaten my way through packets of twirlers.My life rocks and my hormones suck.God damn it!"And why not?""Probably because this is my best friend's spare bedroom and-"I pause as I think about how to word what it is that I'm trying to say without sounding like an awkward teenager about to have her first kiss."And?" Antonio prompts."I'm
AntonioIt's been a week since I brought my wife home. Since I fucked up, I vowed to make it right and we've been sorting through some things to do with the women that come here, she told me how lonely it was and how painful it is to be sick all the time, its been a week watching her be sick even after her favourite foods.A week since I made it very clear to every staff member and anyone working for me that if they disrespect my wife again or make her feel unwelcome then I shoot them on the spot.It's also a week since I've had men looking into Jerry's movements, keeping tabs on his behaviour and also waiting to strike and today seems like a good fucking day for it. It's almost 7 in the evening and I'm ready to just blow my top off with all the bullshit going on."Daze," I say as I walk through our bedroom door, only to find her not there doing her reading."I'll be out in a moment" she says from the bathroom and I know she's sick again. Every day, for most of the day she is consta
Daisy "How far along are you?" Sophia asks me as we sit in mine and Antonio's room. My brain is focused on other things at the moment so her question goes over my head. It's been 2 hours since he left and every time he goes out that door there is still that terrifyingly loud voice in my head that tells me to ring him. I feel an urge to hear his voice, to make sure that he will be coming home and that every worry I have is for nothing. That's all in my head. Tonight is no different but my gut is screaming at me to text him. Even if it's to just make sure everything's okay and to see when he's coming home but I stop myself when I feel Sophia's hand on mine. "Sorry? What did you ask?" I ask again because I was in my own world and could only pick up little bits of what she was saying beforehand. "I asked if you were okay and how far along you are." "Oh right, I'm not sure, we haven't been to the doctor yet but we're heading there tomorrow I think and I'm okay I'm just nervous. I alw
Daisy5 days he's been here.Every night I lay awake. I haven't slept properly for days and my body is paying the price for it.I lay here listening to the monitors.I lay here worried they would just stop.I lay here wondering if my husband would die on me because something went wrong and I'd be asleep.My internal arguments stop me from sleeping. Everything he says or everything he does has consequences. Being the boss has consequences and him being out in public tonight or last night should I say with it being 3:07 am the next morning, had consequences that he's paying the price for.He has always been honest. He's told me that he could get hurt at any given moment, outside or even inside our home but my Naive mind doesn't want to believe that but now look at me.Listening to his heartbeat, his fingers twitch now and then or the nonsense he keeps mumbling in his sleep makes me feel useless because I can't do anything other than sit here and wait.Starting to get cramps in my legs
Antonio I watch as Clara eats her food. My mind and body are just observing the way she doesn't bother with who is around her but she is quick to watch Daisy's movements. I understand why she did it, why she changed her name and moved and I want to phone my mother and father. Inform them of everything that's happened but my gut is telling me to wait a while so that Daisy can get used to having me around again. Standing at the kitchen Island, I watch her with our daughter...just waiting for her to finish so I can help with bedtime and watch over her so my wife can sleep. Max and C.J. have gone out for the night and he told me he would be booking them into a hotel with some of our men standing guard for protection. "You ready for your bath baby?" Daisy asks Clara as she clears her food away. I don't move, I don't think the shock of everything happening has worn off yet."Dada" she squeals "Dada bath." She says as she sticks her arms out to me. "Hi Princess," I say extending my arms o
DaisyI run like there's no tomorrow. I didn't want to stay in there and watch as my world came crashing down.I remember what my therapist told me the moment I slowed down."Write down your thoughts and feelings. Give yourself a meaning to believe that everything will work out the way you want it to""Good fucking words doc" I cry. The waves crash against the rocks next to the pier. That feeling you get when you feel like your whole world is falling apart just as you get everything together again.I don't blame Antonio for wanting nothing to do with me. I guess his life is changing now and no matter what he wants, he's got to have me a part of it.I guess I could just move into my own place, he can have Clara when he wants but I refuse to give him full custody of her.I may not be stable sometimes and I may need that little bit of help but I am a good mom!I repeat that mantra in my head while I listen and watch as the waves continuously crash against the rocks."I was told I'd find
Antonio"Daze?" I say trying to get a look at what's going on but I can't see anything. I don't even know if I can forgive her right now but the broken look in her eyes makes me want to hold her tightly to me. "I'm okay. I just remembered actually that I need...I need some things from the shop down the road...I, I won't be too long" She says and I can tell it's all bullshit but I won't call her out on it. If she 7#doesn't want to be around me then I will have to try harder soon to get her to see that we are a family and a family will always stick together. "Daisy" C.J. says but Max stops her when the front door closes. "So this is my niece?" Max says as he approaches Clara, taking her little hand in his."It is. This is my princess" I say snuggling myself into her neck and tickling her with my beard which makes her laugh. She's got such a beautiful, carefree laugh that I just can't stop the tears from falling."What's wrong with Daisy?" Max asks and then I remember she left. "I-""
DaisyDaisy: Can you pick Clara up from nursery? I need to start talking now.A moment passes before her text comes through.C.J.: Of course. Go home. Get showered and I'll come home later with her. Be careful okay and take your meds when you get home.I hid my phone when I read her last message, but I knew he'd seen it. It doesn't take a genius to know he's seen it, as the phone seemed to be resting on my lap in full view of the chat."The house is a bit of a mess. I mean-" I try to explain as he pulls out of the beach carpark. I rang Clara's nursery to let them know it would be C.J. picking her up instead of me and they seemed fine with it."Princess it's fine. I want to see where you live for now" he says and I don't mention the fact that I can't go back to New York where I'll be eaten alive by everyone.I let his idea slide as I stand and keep a safe amount of distance between us. It's been nearly 15 months since I have seen him, that's 456 days without him and yes, I know it is m
AntonioI couldn't believe it.I couldn't stay seated throughout the whole flight. I waited on bated breath for my brother to phone back and say it was a mistake. A mistaken identity or some shit but when I showed up at the beach and saw C.J. With barely any colour on her face I knew."You lied! You fucking lied to me!" I shout to her. My brother gets on my way but I don't allow him to get too far in the way."I'm sorry! I'm sorry okay I had to.""No! No, you fucking didn't! I mourned my fucking wife with you and the whole family and you lied to me! You knew she was alive and you kept it from me! From everyone" I shout drawing attention to us."Calm the fuck down, man. Don't speak to her like that!" He says getting into my face and I respect him for protecting her. I managed to shower and shave, get sobered up and have an actual meal on the flight here but the nerves are settling in big time."Where is she?" I ask pinching the bridge of my nose.She points to the woman sitting on the
Daisy (Also known as Katie)"So I'm trying to plan for a party and I need some ideas" C.J. Says as she is most likely pacing in our home. I've just got off the bus to go and pick Clara up with 2 hours to spare so I nip into a shop and pick up the things that we need and then I do my usual routine of sitting on the beach with a decaf cup of tea.I started work a few weeks ago so I wasn't using my best friend's money all the time even though she does mind but I quite enjoy the pace of keeping my mind sort of active.When I had my little girl I went into a spiral of depression, I would only get out of bed to tend to Clara but it only got worse.I gained weight and I became a different person and no matter what tablets I went on I always felt like they weren't working.When she was 5 weeks old I was admitted and sectioned into a hospital with her and placed on evaluation after evaluation to see what was wrong with me.My outbursts, slow mood, stress, changes to my eating and sleeping and
Antonio"Hello there handsome"I don't even look at the sultry, yet screechy voice that sat right next to me.In the last year and a bit, I haven't so much as touched another woman let alone stare after one.My living room in our wing has photos of my wife. It's become a small shrine for her.Some photos of her and her best friend, (I'm sure that they are more for my brother's sake on that one) it consists of some items of hers that I could never get rid of.I'm brought back to the moment when the woman snakes her fingers over my biceps which catches my attention."What?" I snap. I don't intend to but obviously, she doesn't see my wedding band on my finger or she's just a pure bitch with "Marry me money" on her forehead."Wondering if you're up for a good time tonight? I'm in town and it could be a lot of fun" she says touching my arm and running her long, blood-red nails down to where my belt is."I'm married," I say out of habit. Even when good-looking women try to seduce me, I'm ne
Daisy (Also known as Katie)3 days post-surgery."Welcome back Miss White," the hospital's nurse says as she checks my dressings and fluids.I can't remember being transferred to the hospital bed. I can't remember anything from the moment I heard Nino tell me to stay awake. Every part of my body hurts so bad."My...baby" I whisper but my mouth feels like sandpaper."Your baby is perfectly fine honey. I heard you don't want to hear the sex of the baby from your friend who is waiting for you to wake up"I nod my head but the pounding in my head keeps going with the bright lights flickering in the room."Lights. Too-""I got it, honey." She says as she turns down the lights for me and adjusts some of my fluids to make me feel a little energised.A cup of water and a straw appears in front of me with C.J. holding it with tears in her eyes."I stuck to the plan. I managed to pay off the surgeon at the hospital over there to do what we needed to do but I can't stay long okay? I need to get
Daisy (Katie)"Have we got everything sorted?" C.J. asks me as we finish packing my hospital bag.A few weeks before the shooting, I spoke with C.J. and we agreed that if anything ever happened to me but I survived we would move. We would protect our lives and we would move no matter how hard it would be.I would still raise mine and Antonio's baby and I would be a great mom to our little girl or boy but every turn we took we were looking over our shoulders so my light brown hair is now jet black. C.J. who changed her name to Naomi had also changed her blonde hair colour to Brown and also started wearing darker clothing as a disguise but everywhere we planned to go went to shit."That's everything," I say and zip up my hospital bag.Thankfully Antonio gave her my bank cards and everything beforehand to draw money out if she needed and she did. There was a little over 190 thousand dollars in my bank and then the money max transferred to her which I found weird but then I also found out