Elaine“We're here,” Max announced as we pulled up in front of his fancy mansion, grinning at Finn over his shoulder. “This is it, my boy. Daddy's humble home, and yours as well.”“Oh my goodness, really?” Finn gasped, jumping excitedly. I managed an eye roll and sat back with an exhale. I didn't know why I felt so sour. Maybe it due to the scent of the new leather exterior and Finn's seat.“It's so big, Daddy!” Max chuckled, unbuckling his seatbelt. I watched, face scrunched up in disgust as he got out and went over to help Finn out. “I'm glad you like it. Wait till you see the inside.”“Yippe!” Finn clapped in glee. “Thanks for bringing me here, Daddy. I love our house.”I resisted the urge to drag a hand down my face. Could this situation get any more pathetic? I didn't know if I could survive it. “We better get moving because I'll be taking Finn back with me once your thirty minutes is up,” I huffed harshly as I unbuckled my seatbelt. “He just started preschool recently and has
Elaine“How dare you be so controlling, Max?” I yelled, jabbing his chest forcefully. “It is my life, and he's my son as well. I've been working under you for long, while still taking good care of him. You think I can't multitask?”“I don't think, I know,” he growled. “Finn comes first. Your job can wait.”I shake my head. “You selfish son of a bitch. You think that I'm weak? You've only known him for a week and suddenly you feel like you know what's best for him? Cora and I have been watching after him since birth, while still going about our individual jobs. I'm not incapacitated, and he will always come first. So butt out, and stop acting like a self-entitled jerk from hell.”He narrowed his eyes, his brows perking up in surprise. “I'm a jerk?”“Well, of course! You're worse than a jerk, and listen to this, real good," I fumed, poking my index finger at his chest. “You don't get to tell me what to do. It's my life. We're only sharing a son. Nothing more.”His lips stretched into a
Elaine“I should be the one asking you that, Elaine,” he bristled, his eyes glazing over as he observed my dressing critically. “What are you doing here?”My heart lurched at his cruel tone. “Don't look at me that way. You know why I'm here. For my interview. To work. I can't take your absurd requests seriously.”“You were ready to honour my ‘absurd’ requests last week,” he pointed out with a scoff.I rolled my eyes, equally folding my arms over my chest. “That was because you fooled me that you were in love with me. That I could count on you no matter what.”“What the hell are you driving at, Elaine? Of course everything I felt was true, and you know that. You're the one who decieved me. You played on my affections for you and I'm so fucking pissed.”“So you figured that the best option next for you is to control me? To keep me at home, sitting pretty in the couch, lonely and desolate while I pine and feel regretful over our scarred relationship? If you want to act like a selfish, in
ElaineBeep, beep.I jerked awake, my legs knocking off something from the desk as I squinted in the darkness, my head throbbing with a killer headache. Sitting up, I gasped when I realized I was on nothing but my underwear, the unfamiliar blanket draped across my body heavily. Shit. Where the fuck am I?Shooting up to my feet, I began to search for my dress frantically. The time read four thirty in the evening and I shrieked in horror. Cora had a lot of assessments to get done at the office so I was the one to pick up Finn. The preschool had dismissed over an hour ago.God. How could I have let this happen?I whirled around in fright as the door creaked open behind me. A tall man with wavering blond hair stepped in with a flashlight. I grabbed the blanket to cover myself, yelling. “Where the hell is this place? Who are you?”He ignored me, taking a few more steps forward. I couldn't see his face clearly, making me so scared stiff. Subtly searching for something I could use and defen
I murmured a silent prayer as the cab pulled up in front of Max's gate, climbing out and handing the driver the usual ten dollar bill. “If you don't mind waiting for me, I just want to check if my baby boy's here. I won't take long. I promise.”He nodded and I half ran towards the gate, pressing the doorbell as hard as I could. The sound of the lock turning had my heart thumping loudly. God, please let Finn be safe. The security man slid out, his scrawny face brightening the minute he saw me. “Ma'am? You're finally here.”“Good evening,” I mumbled breathlessly. “Is Finn here? I'm sorry I overslept and forgot to go pick him up.”He nodded in understanding, which made me feel relieved. “Yes. Sir Sturm brought him home over an hour ago. You can come in.”“I'll go dismiss the driver then,” I hurried off towards the cab, told him off, and returned back to the gate, my hair sticking out in every angle. I couldn't remember when last I felt so disorganized...so out of place. This was so unlik
Max“How was preschool yesterday, Finn?” I probed as I pulled into traffic, glancing at him briefly through the rear-view mirror. He was so absorbed, putting together his Lego pieces. It was a cool Saturday morning, and I was taking him to the park as promised.Cora was the one who opened the door for me, as I expected. Since our argument, back at my place, Elaine and I hadn't spoken. I didn't care, though. She was a despicable woman, and a shitty parent. She could hate me for all I cared. I was so over her.“It was...” he trailed off, scrunching up his little, adorable face as he tried to think of the right word to describe how his day went. “Good, I guess.”“What's the matter? You don't sound so sure.”“I don't want to talk about it, Daddy,” he exhaled calmly.My brows knitted together in a tight frown. “What do you mean? Did anyone hurt you?”He hesitated, then blurted out. “It's Tommy, Daddy.”My frown deepened. “Tommy?”He nodded. “Yes. He's a big bully. He pinches me for no reas
ElaineIt was a hot Tuesday afternoon, and seated at a table with Ivy and a few acquaintances, laughing as I listened to them recounting their awkward sex ordeals, I felt refreshed and genuinely happy for the first time in three weeks. I'd been so bittered by Max's accusations and the whole drama surrounding Finn that I'd forgotten what it felt like to have fun. This is exactly what I needed to clear my head. It was almost four thirty in the evening and the restaurant we'd chosen to hang out in was suspiciously becoming empty. Cora was slated to bring Finn home today, so I could stay till six, but I figured I might as well go home early to try and catch a siesta.“Over there, Elaine,” Ivy whispered, elbowing my side softly, her face radiating with an uncommon excitement. “Look at those hot guys there. They've been staring at us all afternoon, and the dirty-blond one seems to have his eyes on you. Why don't we go say hi?”I rolled my eyes, lifting my face from the fruit salad I'd been
MaxIt was a few minutes past ten in the night when my phone trilled on the table, disrupting the otherwise quiet solitude of my study. I looked up from the manuscript I was working on, pushing the tortoise-shell glasses I'd recently gotten back over the bridge of my nose as I peered at the strange number on the screen.I'd never seen that number before, and a part of me felt irritated. Perhaps it was Ivy, or one of the girls in the proofreading department. Sighing, I picked it up at last.“Hello?”“M-Mr Sturm?” Ivy's frightened voice set off my hackles. I rose from my chair quickly. Something was wrong.“Ivy? What's wrong? You don't sound so good.”“I'm so sorry,” she blurted out tearfully. “It's all my fault. She wanted to leave when the boys approached but I stopped her...now she's...” she rambled on.“Calm down, Ivy. Deep breaths,” I stated calmly. “Breathe in...breathe out. Now, tell me what's wrong. Who did you stop from leaving?”“It's Elaine, Sir. She was found, knocked out co