8: ANGER

ADRIANNA

Where was i to go from here? I had no idea. I dragged my suitcase along with me, tears streaming down my eyes. What was i going to do? Where would i stay? Would i have to go back to that house? To face both my sister, whose betrayal feels like a personal attack, and my husband, whose actions reek of deceit. I had no other choice. I can't stay on the streets, i know how dangerous it can be at night. My only and last option was to go back to that house full of bad memories and to endure.

The walk back home was slow and torturous, each step heavy with the weight of my thoughts and the sting of tears that still lingered on my cheeks. The world around me blurred together in a haze of sadness, as I struggled to make sense of it all. Home, the word 'home' sounded so foreign to me. I couldn't call that place home, but there was nothing else I could call it. It was where I had been for as long as I could remember, with my once-wonderful family, the love of my life, and my sister. It held memories of my once-happy relationship. When I got to the house, it was surprisingly quiet, and I was deeply hoping that there would be no one in the living room, or even anyone in sight, because I didn't want to be seen by anyone. I wasn't sure if Ethan had told Raymond and Jasmine that I had left yesterday, but they were the last person i wanted to see right now.

It seemed fate was not on my side, because as i went into the living room dragging my suitcase behind me, i was met with Jasmine's stares as she sat down comfortably on the couch in the living room. I stood there frozen, not knowing what to do or what to say. She stood up from the couch walking down to where i was, her smile laced with sarcasm. Instantly the memories of that night came flooding back, the images of her satisfied expression, the memories of her eyes closed in contentment, it was fresh. It hurts so bad, it felt like my heart was pierced with a roasted knife and it was been twisted countless times. I tried to blink back the tears that were fighting to come out, but it was hard. The pain kept opening a fresh wound.

I held my suitcase as tightly as i could, trying to push back the anger i felt. I just wanted to crush her down, to end her, to show her how i felt that night, the pain i went through, seeing her in my matrimonial bed with my husband, on my wedding night, but i couldn't, i loved her too much as a sister to hurt her. She was my everything, i took care of her when no one else would.

"Oh my dear sister" i heard her say, jolting me out of my thoughts.

I looked up at her and she had that sarcastic smile, like she was happy to see me, whereas she was not.

I looked away from her, trying to stop my tears from pouring down my face even more.

She grasped my chin with a force that bordered on cruelty, her smile twisting into a sneer as she tried to hold me in place. But I yanked my head away, tearing my chin from her grip, my eyes blazing with a mix of fury and pain.

"What the h*ll is wrong with you?" I snapped at her, not caring anymore.

She looked taken aback, but she quickly composed herself and regained her sarcastic smile.

"What are you doing here? Sister" she said, as she stressed the word "sister" like the word sounded disgusting to her.

I looked at her shocked, surprised, flabbergasted. She was my blood sister, same mother, and same father, so where was this hatred coming from?. It was painful enough that she betrayed me, by sleeping with my husband, and now she was showing hatred to her own sister? I just couldn't believe it.

I ignored her, as i began to drag my suitcase to my room, i wasn't going to utter a word to her, i just couldn't. I climbed the stairs with my suitcase, totally ignoring all the words she said until she said something that made me stop abruptly.

"Do you think my Raymond would let you stay here?" She said to me, her voice holding so much joy.

I turned back to her, my hands shaking, palm sweaty and eyes widened in shock. How dare she? What was this audacity?.

"How dare you?" I screamed at her, as i immediately came down from the stairs leaving my suitcase where it was.

I walked back to her in anger and without wasting much time, i launched my hands towards her face, giving her a resounding slap. I know that i have been betrayed by the one i trusted and loved, but i won't seat back and let someone disrespect me like that, not even my sister. She held her cheek in surprise, her eyes holding pain. She attempted to hit me back, but i was swift with my movement as i quickly moved back and came back with full force, landing another slap on her other cheek.

I was ready for her, anger ran through my veins.

"How dare you Jasmine? I gave you everything! I took care of you? I protected you from your bullies and here you are trying to disrespect me?" I screamed at her, as i began to pace round the house, both of my hands on my waist.

Jasmine was on the floor, holding the both of her cheeks, as streams of tears flooded her eyes. I was done with the disrespect, i had been disrespected enough, from my wedding night and from a total and complete stranger and I wasn't going to take that disrespect from my own blood sister. I moved closer to her and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at me as i asked her a particular question I have been wanting answers to since my wedding night.

"How long have you and Raymond been together?" I asked her, grabbing her chin forcefully, waiting for her to give me her answer.

She looked up at me, then she slowly began to smile. I stood there confused and what i heard next made my hands tremble.

"Raymond and i, have been together for two and a half years, and you can't take him away from me" she said to me, with confidence, like she was so sure that Raymond loved her more than he loves me.

I stood there confused and shocked, releasing my grip from her face. My eyes held pain, i couldn't believe it, Raymond has been with my sister all these years that we had been together, it all felt like a dream but i knew it was true. I turned towards the stairs, picking up my suitcase as i ran to my room, with fresh tears streaming down my eyes.