EROS' POVAfter more than half a pizza box, an entire bottle of soda, and two episodes of You, Betty was ready to head out into the night. I decided to get dressed in the second room, while Betty got ready in mine. I threw on a pair of blue jeans, and topped them with a thick, yellow, long sleeved top made out of yarn. I laced up my brown Timberland shoes, blew my hair out, and wore some accessories. When I was done, I walked across to my room, and knocked on the door."Dude, you've been in there for a least forty minutes." I said, leaning against the door as though it would make my voice any louder."You can't rush perfection." Betty called out. From the sounds of it, she was somewhere around my walk-in closet."Yeah, well, I'm kinda losing my party mojo so maybe you should hurry up before it's all completely gone." I warned.I heard her screech, followed by heavy footsteps leading up to my room door. Betty flung the door open, and stood right in the doorway."You wouldn't dare." She
EROS' POV"C'mon dude… it's literally just… just one step left." I slurred. Betty and I found ourselves staggering up the stairs leading to my front door at four in the morning. I pushed my weight against the rail on the side of the stairs, one hand holding my body up, with the other wrapped tight around Betty's waist. She swung an arm around my neck, unable to even stand on her own."Would you like a hand, Mr. West?" Sebastian said from the bottom. I had no recollection of when I had called him, or when he had arrived. Betty and I were in no frame of mind to get behind the wheel, and I wasn't about to leave my car at the club. When Sebastian showed up, Betty was bent over on the side walk, pouring her insides on all the concrete floor. I stood beside her, rubbing her back, and apologising to passersby. The night had passed in a blur. The club had gone wild a few minutes after we got there, pole dancers, and underground rappers performed together, before more B list celebrities and so
DALIA'S POVEmily held the door open for me, as we both walked into the clinic. She had decided to sleep over at my place last night. I assumed it was partly because she didn't want to leave me alone, and partly because she was just too lazy to drive back to her house. It was not an unusual occurrence. Emily and I often had many unplanned sleepovers at my house. So much so, that she had a toothbrush, wash cloth, and even a box of clothes at my house.This early afternoon however, she had refused to wear any of the things she had over. She complained about how none of the items matched her energy for the day, and I ended up digging something out of my own closet for her to wear. Emily and I were about the same size, except she had a slightly smaller chest. My clothes did however look much nicer on her, of course I never admitted that, but we both knew.She wore a pair of black jeans, with rips around the knees and thigh areas, and a bright yellow crop top with the word where boldly wri
DALIA'S POVI rushed out into the hallway, slamming the door to Dr. Westley's office behind me. I back my back to the nearest wall, and slide down against it, tears running down both sides of my face. My chest heaved a a took, big, deep breaths, trying to get my breathing back to normal. I had said repeatedly that I wasn't anything close to ready for a baby, but now, I had began to think that maybe that was just what I thought I was supposed to say. Nobody was ever really ready for a baby, they all learnt on the job, and so could I. I didn't mind how much I had to sacrifice, or how much harder I had to work, I was ready to give it my all to be the best mother to this little person growing inside of me.I brought the very hem of my skirt to my face, and dabbed underneath my eyes, and cheek areas. It was only then that I noticed Meoly had been standing over me, watching in silence the whole time."I know what you're gonna say, you're gonna say, Dee, what'are you doing? You're not prepar
DALIA'S POVThe weekend went by quicker than usual. I woke up Monday morning with a sense of dread, and vomit crawling up my throat. Emily had told me that I had to Eros I was pregnant with his baby, and she was not negotiable about it. She said I would hate myself if I intentional stood in the way of their possible father-child relationship, and my child would ask questions soon enough. After a long argument on the way back to my place, I gave in, and agreed to tell Eros about the pregnancy.After I had emptied whatever I had eaten from the night before in the toilet bowl, I flushed it down, and took a long pee."What makes her so sure that he'd even want to be in our lives." I mumbled, as I tore three squares of toilet paper; and wiped myself dry. I dropped the used toilet paper in the water, and flushed again, before pulling up my underwear and walking over to the sink.I knew Emily only wanted what was best for me, but I couldn't help but feel like this was a setup. There was no w
DALIA'S POVIt had been nearly three hours since I arrived at West Inc. Since deciding to wait in the cafe, I had almost tasted everything they had on display. I wasn't sure if it was a pregnancy thing, or I was just extremely boredom, but I was down to my very last treat. It was a very large chocolate chip cookie flavoured milkshake. Jeffery's driver had informed me he was leaving to run a few errands about forty minutes ago, and told me to call him whenever I was done. I did not believe him one bit, but I nodded and dismissed him. It wasn't my business where he went, and to be completely honest, I didn't care. All I wanted was to get up to West's office, apologise, and be right on my way back to MELT.I spent another couple minutes nursing my milkshake, often stirring it with the thick, bendy straw that popped out from the hole in the middle of the plastic lid. I knew that West was a busy man, I just never imagined he'd be this busy. A part of me began to create scenarios in my head
EROS' POV"Some might say, Ms. Thompson, that you, yourself are an inconvenience." I said. Dalia stopped just at the door. She remained turned to me for a few seconds, before spinning around with a look of disbelief on her face."Excuse me?" She scoffed, and took a step closer to me, as if to hear me better when I spoke next. I looked back at my laptop and replied her."You're quite lucky, you know? Hell, if I were Jeffery, you would've been fired the moment you ran off of that stage.""Well it's good you aren't, Mr. West." Dalia responded with clenched teeth. I paused working and peeped from behind my screen, to see her much closer to my table now. She seemed rather distraught by my words, but I was not moved. Her hands were balled into small fists, like she was about to throw a punch at me, but I had picked up that it was simply something she did to manage intense emotion."Yes, I suppose, and it's good you aren't my personal assistant. You're one of the most incompetent people I've
EROS' POVBetty and I finished our lunch, and she was all set to leave for the airport. I walked her down to the parking lot, where Sebastian was already waiting for."Thanks for having me, Eros." Betty stopped when we arrived at my car and turned to me. The tension from the incident with Dalia had seemingly faded away, and was replaced by some sort of sentiment."Now you know it's always a pleasure when you're around." I replied."I'll be back." She chimed. She moved in closer, and wrapped her arms around me torso, burying her face in my chest. I returned the gesture, and squeezed her tightly."Just don't be too long." I said in a low tone. I ran my hand over her hair, and kissed the top of her head, before releasing her from my embrace. Betty hopped into the back seat, and shut the door. I stepped back, and watched as Sebastian started the car engine. The window of the back door rolled down, to reveal a smiling Betty."Bye, Grumpy." I said loudly. "Catch ya in a few weeks." The car
Dalia's POVThe days went by pretty fast. One afternoon, I was in the hospital, and the next, we were on our way to the West mansion. Eros didn't have to send a message like he usually did."You didn't leave the baby in the house, did you?" I asked Eros who looked better than he did a month ago. He barked out a laugh. "What? I already tucked her in."I sighed in relief. It happened sometimes because we were too preoccupied with each other. If Emily learns of this, she will take the baby from us permanently. I smiled at the thought.We were still in the first paragraph of the chapter. It was beautiful, just like I had always wanted. One time, I heard the maids discussing Betty. What she did when I wasn't around was nasty.Why would she seduce Eros? It was there that I learned that Eros had slept with her one drunken night. My heart sank at the discovery, but it was a long time ago. A long time, yet Eros hasn't said anything about it. Hold on a minute. I don't go about telling him abou
He had received the divorce papers, but they weren't signed. Good.Eros jumped at the vibration of his phone. He hoped it was good news. Then he frowned when he saw Emily plastered across the screen. He picked it up immediately. She hasn't spoken to him in a long time. He knew the reason."Dalia got into an accident. I will send you the address." She hung up and Eros panicked. He tried the number again, but it went straight to voicemail. Then the message came in. She was in Spain! He didn't mind. He would meet her anywhere. All he wanted was for her and the baby to be fine.The maids watched with hands folded as he turned the house upside down while preparing for the journey.They no longer saw Bethany Woods because they overheard Eros rejecting her during a heated moment. He said he loved Dalia and she was his wife. Betty had left with anger. Now, she has lost Eros as a friend too.***********It was a drunken mistake. Nick had swerved right into an upcoming truck. She had been lucky
It was a month until Thanksgiving. It's been two months since Dalia left the house. She didn't even take her belongings except for her phone.She had left his black card on the bed.Eros was a mess. He had gotten thinner. His eyes sank in. He was a shadow of himself. He didn't think she would take his words seriously and disappear for two months. There were no pictures, no news, nothing!His phone vibrated. It was the officer who caught the burglar months ago. Adkins. "Have you found her?""No." came his disappointing reply.It has been like that. Every call was disappointing.When Eros arrived at the office, he didn't know that all eyes were on him, watching his every mood. His staff avoided him like the plague. Not because he was angry, but because of how tired he sounded and looked."Jeez." Sara muttered under her breath. She was consoling Tracy. Her boss won't be coming to the office forever! Or so she thought. "I don't know what to do." She was thinking of calling Jeffrey, but it
It was a month until Thanksgiving. It's been two months since Dalia left the house. She didn't even take her belongings except for her phone.She had left his black card on the bed.Eros was a mess. He had gotten thinner. His eyes sank in. He was a shadow of himself. He didn't think she would take his words seriously and disappear for two months. There were no pictures, no news, nothing!His phone vibrated. It was the officer who caught the burglar months ago. Adkins. "Have you found her?""No." came his disappointing reply.It has been like that. Every call was disappointing.When Eros arrived at the office, he didn't know that all eyes were on him, watching his every mood. His staff avoided him like the plague. Not because he was angry, but because of how tired he sounded and looked."Jeez." Sara muttered under her breath. She was consoling Tracy. Her boss won't be coming to the office forever! Or so she thought. "I don't know what to do." She was thinking of calling Jeffrey, but it
The letters! Dalia mentally facepalmed. She should have kept it well. Away from Betty's hideous eyes. She thought she had them hidden.Eros' face was ashen in color and when he didn't say anything in reply, it occurred to Dalia that he already knew about it. Her heart sank deeper. She didn't think about telling him because it was nothing. Maybe when they went to the office the next-day, she would have told him about Nick. Only if he asked!A loud knock on the door pulled Dalia out of her thoughts. Eros sighed, making his way upstairs. "They are here again. Increasing by the minute all because of my foolish wife."'he called me his wife' Dalia realized with sadness. It was at that moment she knew that she fucked up. Now she has Eros in a tight spot. He may not look like it but Eros was enraged. It's just that he just apologized to her yesterday so it seemed like he was tired instead."I am sorry!" Dalia cried out. She didn't know what to say that would soothe him.Eros paused on the se
Dalia paced the room up and down. She was restless and could not place her butt somewhere. "Pick up, Emily!" She gritted out. How did it happen? Nick only grabbed her because she was about to leave! They were not doing anything like whosoever that took the picture was suggesting!Emily picked up at the third ring. "What the hell? Dalia!""Emily! What should I do? I know everyone has seen the picture. I don't think Eros should see it.""Eros should never see it. Go and see for yourself and make sure he doesn't have his phone around him."Dalia nodded, opening her door. She was down the stairs in a flash. "What should I do if he has already seen the picture?""I don't know. You love him, I don't." Emily's downcast voice dampened Dalia's spirit.Dalia could imagine her friend shrugging in helplessness. "I swear, it was a mistake!" She was still explaining to her dearest friend when she saw Eros with his phone. He wasn't looking at it but beyond it. He was looking at her. He knew about th
Dalia's POv.The next morning…I arrived just in time to see Tracy drop another letter on my desk. What is it this time around?! The letters were getting frequent! I am not in the mood for his pranks and silly antiques.I dismissed her quickly, snatching up the letter.I tore it open expecting to find cheesy lines, but I didn't see any."Come to the park by 7:00 p.m.; I have a surprise for you." Why would Eros ask me to come to the pack when he snubbed me on his way to work this morning. What surprise does he have for me? I folded the piece of paper in anger, dumping it into the trash bin.Tracy walked in with a cup of coffee. Just what I needed for my already puffy eyes. "Not in the mood? I have got just the right thing for you." She subtly eyed the dark shades sitting on my nose.I have nothing to say to her.I left work early because, I mean, who can stop me from leaving whenever I want to? Not even Eros, because I am pissed at him.The park was almost empty. It was evening, and
Dalia's POVShe was always right.My dear Emily.Why is she friends with someone as daft as me? She told me to confront Eros about Betty because she was biting more than she could chew. I have decided to take the bull by the horn today.I need to hear from his mouth whether he loves her or not. If he says he loves her, I will move out of the way, give birth to my baby, and divorce him. The baby won't have to live his life thinking he was born out of wedlock. When it comes to custody of the child, I won't allow him to get away with his misdeeds.The drive home was quiet as usual as I mused over the things Emily told me that afternoon. She expressed her anger for Betty and wished she met the bitch one more time. Her words, not mine.I entered the house to see Eros in aprons. He greeted me with a small smile, which made me confused. He has never smiled like this at me. The last time I saw him smile, only in a bigger version, was with Betty! My mood was already sour and damp."Your food m
Dalia's pOV. I found Emily later that afternoon slurping down her lunch. She had consumed two bowls already. It was noodles and boiled egg. Rosalind's Diner was an old Korean diner that specializes in homemade noodles. I almost snorted when she raised her messy face. A noodle got stuck at the side of her chin. Today she was putting on a blue belly blouse that revealed her smooth arms and palazzo jeans. From where I stood, I could see her belly button and her shaved armpit when she drank from the plate. "Eating lunch without me." Emily paused only to look at me before going back to her meal. "That's why I suggested this place." She said with mouth full. She looked wicked whenever she did that. "And I foolishly agreed with you." I turned to the woman sitting behind the counter. "A bowl of noodles and fried egg. Add extra spring onions, and chili." At the look of her confused face, I pointed at my baby bump. A look of realization clouded the form