this is going to be my last update for now - busy weekend planned so i wont be able to write again until next week. i won't keep you waiting too long though xx
Angela is pregnant!Ellis was right, but if I tell him that, his head will get bigger, and he will become unbearable so I will not be telling him anytime soon. What I am most shocked about is the fact that she told me so soon after finding out herself.All I can assume is that she must have enough trust in me and in us that she felt that she could be open and honest with me about this, and I love her all the more because of it.For so long I was stuck in a relationship with someone who didn’t care for me as a person and was only interested in material gain, who lied to me on many occasions to keep themselves out of trouble.Now that I have Angela, and I am experiencing such a caring and positive bond, I know I made the right decision to leave Rita, but also, I was right to follow my emotions with Angela.She truly is an Angel.As we leave the restaurant and climb into the car, I am still on cloud nine thinking about all the possibilities that could become reality once we meet with a do
When I open the door, I see Angela crouched by the toilet, so I rush in to check her.“Angel?! What’s wrong baby?”“Ugh, bad morning sickness. Sorry if I worried you but this is a more comfortable position for me at the moment.”“It’s okay, I just wish there was more I could do to help.”“Mmmhmm. Hopefully the doctor can give me something to help when we see her.”“I hate seeing you like this.”I lament as I watch her lean back over the pan to be sick once more. I hold her long hair back for her while she heaves and expels everything still present in her stomach. Her complexion is very light, she seems quite pale, and she is also sweating from the exertion.The last two retches only produce small amounts of saliva that she spits out, so once it seems that she doesn’t have anything more to bring up I hurry to the sink and get her a glass of water.She takes some light sips from it and settles back on her haunches.“Thank you, I think I’m past the worst of it now.”“How often have you be
I pull my hood closer as I try my best to keep dry, I never expected that this morning could get any worse than normal but, as is my luck, the weather decided it could ruin my day. The rain is lashing down heavily and while that alone wouldn’t normally be an issue, the wind was so strong that it ripped my cheap umbrella to shreds in minutes. I am still ten minutes away from work and I hurry down the street hoping to get there before I’m completely soaked. Since the rain is in my eyes, I am finding it hard to see and suddenly I collide with a wall so hard, that I bounce off and land on my ass in a puddle. ‘Nooo! I don’t need this.’ As tears threaten to pool in my eyes, I look up to try to see what I bumped into and am met by a person, not a wall. He is standing at the crosswalk waiting for the light to change and I realise that if he hadn’t been there to block me, I would have walked out in front of the traffic. Before I have the chance to apologise his surprised look turns into a sc
I frown before opening the door and see Anya looking uncomfortable. “What is it?” “They left this and told me to make sure it came directly to you. It was a little scary, they were quite serious and intimidating.” I look at her hands and she is holding a small pocketbook, when I open it my mouth falls open in shock. “Oh my god! What did you do for them to leave you that?!” “I served them coffee and a latte, then left them alone.” “Really that’s it? Oh wait, was it your special latte?” I nod and she grins knowingly. “Stop it Anya, I don’t do anything to it that no one else would.” “Nuh uh, actually you do, everyone comments that it’s the best they have had anywhere. That’s why they keep coming back. You are special girl, and you don’t even see it.” “Whatever, it’s not like I’m going to be a waitress my whole life. I will eventually need to find a career.” “No don’t say that! My bestie can’t leave me here alone with all the teen pervs!” I laugh, she is so dramatic sometimes.
“So, are you ready to go?” “Mmm.” “Come on Grant, I know you’re hungry, maybe today we can order those tea cakes.” “What is it with you and that tiny cafe anyway?” “Best coffee in town and great service. Although, she hasn’t been there the last couple of days and no one will answer me when I ask.” That catches my attention, I know who he is talking about, the goth girl who served us on Monday, and made me that latte with the wing in the foam. I was surprised by the choice of decoration and was suspicious of Ellis when he sat staring at me over his regular coffee as I took a sip. I was shocked when the flavour hit my tongue, I am usually particular about how I like my coffee made but this was definitely the best latte I have ever tasted. A shame I was still in a bad mood, from my earlier run-in with some punk in the rain. Who bumps into someone else and doesn’t even apologise, then has the audacity to call me, rude? I didn’t see where they went as the rain was too heavy and I wa
“Hahaha, I told you not to.” “Oh, shut up.” He pouts like a child and not the twenty-eight-year-old man I know he is, and I laugh harder, causing him to throw his napkin at me. We get a few curious looks but for once I don’t care. “Come on I have a meeting at two, it’s time to leave.” “Ugh fine.” Ellis stands with me and we begin to make our way to the counter to pay. “You owe me for the coke stains on my jeans and you are going to pay for them to be cleaned.” “No, I don’t and no I am not, now if you would please leave, you are causing distress to the other customers.” “Bullshit! You poured my drink in my lap, I should have you fired.” “You are disrupting the peace, please leave.” He reaches out and grabs her wrist and in that moment is when I see it, just like when Ellis held her hand on Monday. Her body freezes and her pupils dilate, then her breathing begins to increase and I see perspiration forming on her brow. “That is quite enough.” My voice rings out clear, even tho
I thought he was going to touch my cheek and instinctively flinched but then he surprised me by pulling away. No one has ever noticed in time to stop before and I wonder if he is just naturally observant. But the severe expression on his face was more frightening to me than the idea of being touched by him, the similarity to my stepdad was enough for me to have flashbacks and I don’t like it. Once they leave, I get up and take a look at myself in the mirror, my makeup is a streaky mess but thankfully it is just my eyes. Everything else is still fine, so I rinse and reapply my eye makeup, while Anya watches from the doorway. “You know, despite the fact that the two of you argued so fiercely, I think he likes you.” “Ha! What, ever would make you think that a guy like him, would ever want anything to do with a person like me.” “Oh, just the fact that he marched your attacker off premises and then came looking for you to make sure you were okay. Broke the door down to help you and cau
“What are you trying to say Anya?” “Either he hates the way I make latte, or he was just there to check on you.” “Or both.” Says Jack between chews. I stare between the two of them as though they have both gone mad. “You are kidding me, right? It’s a public cafe, anyone can enter at any time for any reason. Maybe he just wanted a latte then changed his mind.” “He was sat down for a maximum of about ten minutes before he left.” “I still don’t believe he was there for me.” “Well, I may have a way to convince you.” I frown at her; I knew she wasn’t saying everything. “What now?” “Oh, only his business card that he left and asked me to give to you and only you. Also, a picture I took of him from my phone.” “Anya! You paparazzied a customer?” Jack shrieks. “No Jack, I took a quick picture, to show Angel that under the crisp suit, is a man who is just like the rest of us, but sexier.” “Oooh really let me see. I love ogling sexy men whenever I get a chance.” I roll my eyes at J
When I open the door, I see Angela crouched by the toilet, so I rush in to check her.“Angel?! What’s wrong baby?”“Ugh, bad morning sickness. Sorry if I worried you but this is a more comfortable position for me at the moment.”“It’s okay, I just wish there was more I could do to help.”“Mmmhmm. Hopefully the doctor can give me something to help when we see her.”“I hate seeing you like this.”I lament as I watch her lean back over the pan to be sick once more. I hold her long hair back for her while she heaves and expels everything still present in her stomach. Her complexion is very light, she seems quite pale, and she is also sweating from the exertion.The last two retches only produce small amounts of saliva that she spits out, so once it seems that she doesn’t have anything more to bring up I hurry to the sink and get her a glass of water.She takes some light sips from it and settles back on her haunches.“Thank you, I think I’m past the worst of it now.”“How often have you be
Angela is pregnant!Ellis was right, but if I tell him that, his head will get bigger, and he will become unbearable so I will not be telling him anytime soon. What I am most shocked about is the fact that she told me so soon after finding out herself.All I can assume is that she must have enough trust in me and in us that she felt that she could be open and honest with me about this, and I love her all the more because of it.For so long I was stuck in a relationship with someone who didn’t care for me as a person and was only interested in material gain, who lied to me on many occasions to keep themselves out of trouble.Now that I have Angela, and I am experiencing such a caring and positive bond, I know I made the right decision to leave Rita, but also, I was right to follow my emotions with Angela.She truly is an Angel.As we leave the restaurant and climb into the car, I am still on cloud nine thinking about all the possibilities that could become reality once we meet with a do
“But with you Angel, everything is different. With you I want to see you carrying my children, and yes, I want more than one. I want to build a family with you and even marry you, when you are ready for that.” I am shocked by his candour and by his words. I never expected him to say all of that. My emotions swell and before I can stop them tears begin to fall from my eyes. “Angel? What’s wrong?” He panics and reaches across to hand me his handkerchief; I chuckle as I take it from him and try to dry my eyes. “Nothing is wrong. What you said was so beautiful that I couldn’t help myself. Sorry, my emotions are all over the place at the moment.” “Is there any particular reason why that would be? Are you sure you are alright.” “Yes, Grant, I am, I promise. But there is something that I should probably tell you, I just don’t want you to be too shocked.” “What is it?”
As we step into the foyer of the restaurant I am amazed by the interior décor. It is stunning, the walls are lined with mirrors and the Matre de stands behind a mahogany pedestal near a pair of wooden doors with glass panels that lead into the main dining room. “Good evening, Sir, Madam. My name is Paul may I take your reservation name?” “Cerulean.” “Please follow me.” He is almost falling over his own feet to lead us to our table, I find it a little comical. “Whatever did you say to them when you made this reservation?” “I don’t know what you mean. Besides, I asked Ellis to help me make the calls.” “Overworking your best friend again?” “No, not at all. He was happy to help me make this the perfect night for you.” I squeeze his arm affectionately to let him know that I appreciate the effort he is making. Crystal chandeliers give it a rich ambient feel, the tables are mahogany with white tablecloths on them. Every table has a pair of red roses in a vase as a centre piece whic
I hang up and glance out of my office window at the city below. Could it really be possible that I’m about to become a father?I think about my own father and the strained relationship I have with him and my brother now. I won’t let that happen to my family. No matter what happens I always want my children to know that they can come to me for anything and that I will be there to help and support them.Two hours later I message Simon to check in on things back at the house.G- “Are the girls home yet?”S- “Not yet but they are due shortly. I had a message from Anya recently saying they are en route.”G- “Good. I will get ready here at the office then head over to collect Angel in time for when she should be ready. Don’t let her be late, we have a schedule to keep.”S- “Don’t worry I’ve got everything organised.”G- “Thanks.”I put my phone away and try to focus on work, but I just can’t do it so instead I check the itinerary for the evening to make sure everything will go smoothly.“Yo
I’m sitting in a board meeting not really listening to what these men are saying because all I can think about is Angel and wanting to know if she is enjoying herself at the spa. She looked so tired this morning and I’m worried about how obsessed she has been with figuring out what is going on with the board of directors at her father’s company. That’s a point, I should audit my directors to make sure they aren’t trying to swindle me. Suddenly the door bursts open and everyone turns as Ellis rushes in. “Boss! I need you urgently.” “Ellis, I am in a meeting.” “Yes, I understand but this cannot wait, otherwise it might require divine intervention.” The way he stresses the word divine and stares intently at me has the hairs on my neck raising. “Excuse me gentlemen it seems I have to handle this immediately. Compile the rest of the reports and send to me to review by email. That will be all.” I leave the room at a brisk pace and head to my office. As soon as the door is closed, I
“Please madam, we have already apologised and explained that the spa was closed for the day exclusively by a very important client. We will be more than pleased to accommodate you here tomorrow, but we are unable to see you today.” “Impossible! I have an exclusive pass to enter here, and no one has the right to deny my access upon my request. How can she have more influence than me.” She then storms over in my direction and continues her barrage. “Tell me, how did you do it? You must have done something very shrewd and unspeakable to hook him like you have. Otherwise, why would he even look twice at someone as lowly as you? You are not fit to even lick the shoes of members of our society and yet you stand there as though you are better than me. Disgusting tramp!” In the distance, I hear the phone on the desk ringing until it is picked up, but my focus remains on Rita. Her words are hurtful and deliberate, but I don’t care for them. She was the one who had the affair and decided th
“Angel! How was it? I feel soooo goood right now.” Anya gushes when I see her in the corridor. “I know what you mean. I feel amazing.” She grins and hooks her arm through mine as we follow Heather and eventually walk into a parlor for skin treatments. “Alright ladies I will leave you now, my colleagues here will have you glowing in no time.” Anya beams excitedly next to me and we head to the facial treatment section. My left hand subconsciously lifts, and my finger strokes my cheek feeling the sunken area where the glass ripped through my face all those years ago. “Angel, are you alright?” “Mmhmm.” I respond absentmindedly. “Hey, don’t worry about your scars, who knows they might have some suggestions for helping it to fade a little if that would help you.” “Do you think so?” “If the experts don’t know then I don’t know who else would. Come on let’s get facial and full mani-pedi treatments. If anyone deserves it, you do.” I chuckle and follow along to a seat and sit down.
Knock, knock, knock. “Angel? Are you okay in there?” I hear Anya calling to me through the bathroom door. I don’t know how long I have been sitting on the toilet seat staring at the plastic stick in my hands. The handle moves and because I didn’t lock it the door opens, and Anya’s concerned face appears. “Angel?” I just stare at her not able to form any coherent thoughts. She frowns but when she glances down at my hands she gasps and steps closer to get a proper look. “Is it? Are you?” She looks into my eyes excited and hopeful but all I can do is nod slowly. “Ahhhhhh! Oh my god! I knew it!” She screams in excitement and begins jumping around my bathroom like a crazy person. “What am I going to do?” I whisper and she finally stops bouncing to look at me in concern. “Are you not happy Angel?” “Well, sure I guess, a baby would be nice, but I don’t know if I’m ready or if Grant even wants kids. It’s not like it’s a subject that has come up between us or anything.” “Oh, I see w