Immediately I stepped out of my car. I had spotted Daniella sitting at the side of the transparent glass. I waved at her so she would recognize my presence before I waled into the coffee parlor after ensuring Seth stayed at the car. He hardly cared to follow me anyway.The entire Coffee parlor was empty except for Daniella and the workers. I had booked the place myself, surely I didn’t want anyone in listening on our conversation because I can’t confirm things will go perfect as planned in my hand.As I came to her, I noticed the bruises on her body along with the bandages; it was clear that she was indeed at the hospital. Michael went too far.“Daniella…” I called.“You must be Mrs. Thatcher, I mean… have your seat,” Daniella pointed at the empty seat opposite her like I didn’t see it before. “Uhm… I met the entire place empty,” her voice was less audible and shaky.For someone who was so daring to entire my DMs with threats to scare, she does seem weak in person. Handling her won’t
I got out of my bed wondering what it was as Brianna’s line quickly cut off, probably due to bad connections but it was surely bad timing. My head kept pondering if it was a good thing or a bad thing.No matter how I try to think positively, I end up with negative thoughts.I received another call but this time from my very own mother, not much needs to be said, this was a bad thing. My mum will never call me unless something horrible has occurred, likewise my father, I couldn’t pick up, so I left it to ring.Michael was to travel today and was staying at our hotel. I wonder if he has left already.I finally summoned up the courage to check out everything that got people constantly calling me.It was bizarre.“The Thatcher Family under crisis as the perfect family that is much to the envy of others faces criticism following an intel about the family dark foundation of which it is laid upon,” I read out, I scrolled through the trendy topic of today and my family dominated top five of t
The next couple of days were filled with so much stress that I tried reaching out to Daniella to debunk the rumor while following Michael to attend all of our media houses for an interview, doing my best to convince the world that we were indeed in a good situation and that all of these were just lies.It was easier to defend these lies because the evidence flying around was blurred, if they were brave enough why didn’t they show my husband's face? I laid down this question at each interview we went and everyone seemed to applaud us.At the end of the day, everything did turn out well, this incident gave publicity to my husband’s campaign, good or bad, publicity is publicity.I received a phone call on the day of my last interview, which we were going to do with my kids. I felt apologetic that I had to drag them along.The interviewer started, “How do you feel now that the account who has shared the false information has come out to apologize?”I was surprised at this as I looked in M
Time went by as it came; everything had gotten better now that we were vindicated. I had gotten a lot better, but I felt myself change. I became overly protective, having my eyes and ears on every business that concerned Michael and my kids. One has to be wary of any attack.Louisa came to visit today, and it is clear why.She was still hooked on me doing a favor for her son by allowing Leo to tutor him; at least she was patient enough to wait this long after I had pushed our meeting several times.Her son Rocky was with her, and they both sat in the living room, waiting for me to join them. As I headed in their direction, Seth had walked into the house, and I began having flashbacks about the hurtful things I said to him a week ago. I have been so busy that I rarely needed him, and with Michael forcing this joint family thing down my throat, Seth wasn’t that useful.“S—” I felt my lips move, wanting to call him back, but I stopped myself from doing so. I didn’t regret the things I sa
“You seem to hate not having to smoke, even though I have warned you not to." I walked directly to Seth's position. I had been in my room ever since watching him, and since I lacked anything worth doing, I decided, Why don’t I go confront him? It might be fun, and he might have also forgotten the way I had treated him.Seth calmly greeted me the moment he saw me approaching him. “Sorry, ma'am, I couldn’t help myself,” he said, puffing the cigar in front of me even as I was only just playing around; I mean, he wouldn’t have known that.I was shocked at his sudden change in demeanor. He made sure to keep a safe distance and offered the respect that I asked for.I should make amends; I don’t entirely dislike him. If for anything, he is the only driver I have had who has been able to withstand me and my tantrums. Others would have just taken their bags and left, but he stayed, which is quite remarkable.Or maybe I shouldn't... It is best if he continues to treat me as superior.Seth turne
“What do you mean by resignation?” I slowly eyed the envelope. I turned away from him, opening the car to take out my bag before I closed it, hanging the bag over my shoulders.Seth still had it facing me, and he didn’t seem to want to take it back.Isn’t this what I wanted? To finally have him gone, but then again, I never said it should come this easy. I hate when I get what I want so easily.Seth sighed before saying, “I don’t think I can work for you anymore; I have—”“That—” I interrupted him as we both paused. I thought he was going to go ahead and speak, but he waited for me to continue. “No, I am sorry; go ahead; you were saying..."“I was just..." Seth stopped again. Was he nervous? I don’t think he is. It was sort of like he wanted to get this done, but I wasn’t giving him a chance to. “I wanted to say that I have spoken to Mr. Michaels, and he said, "I interrupted him again. “You have spoken to my husband? When?” My forehead furrowed, sounding surprised, not knowing he had
I went after Seth, ensuring not to cause a scene in front of everyone until he was about to get into his room. I was losing my mind and yet still didn’t care; everything in my life recently has had me insane.“Why are you quitting?"Is it because of the nasty things that I have said to you?” I promptly asked him, and he did listen to my voice as he stopped in his tracks. For a while, I thought he would at least turn, but he didn’t. He simply walked away.Oh God, what am I about to do?"Who is going to drive me? I can't drive." Surprisingly, my question managed to get his attention.“You have two other drivers; don’t worry, you will be fine,” Seth reassured.“Every single one of them is busy, every... David isn’t available because he followed Michael; Ralph is under the weather, and clearly I can’t force him to work; I am just left with you. I am also sure Michael doesn’t know this, which is why he wanted me to process your erm. Whatever you just made me do,” I closed my eyes, feeling f
“What is it?” I exhaled out, seeming uninterested, expecting that whatever she might say was possibly just one of her random gossips, and though it does rile me up sometimes, I wasn’t in the mood for it.“I just heard Melissa is having an affair; can you believe that?” Brianna revealed as my jaw dropped, utterly shocked and somewhat interested now, until something else caught my attention.Seth is seriously leaving?“Scarlett, are you with me?” Brianna tried to bring my attention back to our conversation: “You would think that Melissa would give a damn given that you and Michael had the same issue; thank God it all turned out to be false; people will stoop so low as to get a reaction."“Mhm…” “Brianna I will be heading to your place tomorrow; we can discuss all about this then."I tried to end the conversation as soon as possible, but she still wanted to keep going.“I guess I will be seeing your sexy driver tomorrow then,” Brianna said estactically.I scrunched my nose up, glaring
The minute I stepped foot into that place Michael called home for me and my children, it was the moment I lost all contact with Seth and the world. I never go anywhere without security following me around, monitoring my every movement and the things that I do, and making sure that they work according to my given schedule.Michael has gone insane.“Michael I am tired of all these.” I threw off my shoes and flung them out the window, and wherever they landed, I absolutely had no care for them. “I am tired!”“Then leave!” Michael screamed at my face as he slammed our room door, locking it shut. “I know you want his touch; you are doing all of these because you miss him, don’t you?”“For six months I haven’t seen him; I have adhered to every one of your demands and kept away from him; all I want is for you to sign the divorce papers and free me,” I say, moving away from him."Clearly, you don’t know that I won’t know such things, so act right and come down right now!” Michael yelled, and
“Carmela, hurry up; you are going to be late for school,” I screamed from the kitchen where I was packing up her lunch. When I didn’t hear anything from her, I went to knock on her door. The door pushed open as I held it. “Carmela.”“Mum, come take a look,” Carmela pointed at the two vehicles with security detail waiting in front of Seth’s apartment.“Ignore them,” I said to her before closing off the curtain. “Seth said he will drop you off at school before we head to the hospital to pick up your brother. Leo is finally returning home.”“Yay,” Carmela feigned excitement. “I am sure he is going to gain all of your attention now.” My forehead creased as I looked directly at her. I saw a small smile on her face. “I am kidding, mom. It is so easy to get to you. Make sure you give him all of the love for me.”“I think you should skip school today and come see him.”“And ruin my perfect record? No, I told you I would do better in school than Leo ever was,” Carmela said as she picked up her
“Why didn’t you tell me that Leo was alive? What was the need for keeping it away from me and from us?” Michael asked. Carmela had stared with the bitterness she had felt looking at her father this morning.“I did it so Brianna would confess,” I answered.“For fuck sake, Scarlett, if she had gotten arrested, she would have confessed either way; she killed our son, I mean almost,” Michael said as he moved back and forth.“And that is almost the reason he is alive today, Michael. I know Brianna was in her head yesterday, but she is not a bad person and still is my friend,” I acknowledged. “Everything she has done was to provide for her family; there is nothing wrong with that.”“By blackmailing you? Honey, have you gone mad? How can you call someone who has done all these things a friend? I pray she rots in jail for the sins she has caused you.” Michael pulled me and hugged me. I sniffed his shirt, and there was an unfamiliar scent—feminine, I would say.I already knew he had sex when h
A few talks with the officer were all I needed to get a name that I already knew. I couldn’t believe that the person I trusted so much about would have done this to me. I don’t deserve this. I may be a bad person, but I don’t deserve this at all.We drove over to my son’s murderer’s house as I begged for the police to let me speak to her personally; she is my friend after all.“She won’t harm me; Brianna already told me she would be waiting to speak to me,” I said, trying to convince the officer to wait.I knocked on the door of Brianna’s home, and it opened slightly, given that she hadn’t locked the door as she said she wouldn’t.“You came,” Brianna sat in the darkness of her home. I saw different weapons like a gun, a knife, and a couple of pills on the table. She said, “Don’t worry, they aren’t for you.”“I know,” I said. “You won’t harm me, Brianna.”“I hate you.” She said so simply as she whimpered silently, “You are so lucky; you have a good life, family, money , everything. I a
A heavy downpour of rain washed over Leo’s grave, and while everyone sought shelter from it, I stood there wondering how lonely it would be over there—no one to talk to, no food to eat—at least you wouldn’t have to study any more.My lips thinned as I exhaled deeply.There is no mother to tell you what you can and cannnot, how to live your life, or who you should be with.I kneeled down as I allowed the dirt to stain all over me, losing my mind at the thought that Leo was actually gone, like I would never get to see him again."Leo, I am sorry.” I cried out as all my pain weakened me. A snort came out of my nose as I continued to cry. It will take the intervention of everyone to leave my son’s at this point.I didn’t give him what he wanted and always found a way to make his life about Michael. I used him as a pawn to achieve Michael’s success, and I only started to feel sorry for it when he outgrew me.I never got to amend my relationship with my son; I never got to do that, and now
Seth was shocked as to where I had gotten such courage from. I mean, I was drunk in his scent and clearly wasn’t thinking properly, but his saying I should go ahead was where I understood he wanted it too."Seth, look at where we are. Do you think God will want to see that from two fornicators?” I asked, and Seth burst out laughing.“Fornicators? So that is who we are now. I have never felt sin be this good before. You think maybe he will forgive us so easily?” Seth asked as he looked around the chapel.“No, God doesn’t work that way, dear; you have to be remorseful and actually pay the price for the sin before he forgives, I think, but though he is merciful, his forgiveness doesn’t come cheap,” I said, smiling. “I also don’t think we should be this close.” I tried to push him further away while pulling him back at the same time.“Since we are fornicators?" Seth laughed, and the room fell into silence as he gazed at me ever so lovingly. “I know this is wrong, but I miss you,” he said
I visited the hospital frequently as if it were my home; I had to because Leo was yet to wake up and none of us knew exactly how he wound up at shore for that good man who was fishing to find him.Weeks after weeks, and though the doctors said he was responding to treatment and would probably wake up, there was still no sign of that happening, and now I am starting to become worried.For the first week, Leo’s health had been unstable. We received a lot of visitors at the hospital, but as the days pushed into weeks and then a whole month, everyone who we thought cared had soon forgotten and gone back to their own business.I hardly saw any of my friends around either; they were mostly focused on Laura for now, except for Melissa, and that is solely because she is Leo’s godmother; of course she has to be here along with her son.Even Rocky, whom I thought would be here every day, was also occupied, and I understand he has school and his mother to worry about, so maybe he can be excused
Silence, a void only one could hear and feel for themselves.“Scarlett, Sarlett, Scarlett.” They all called my name from different areas, but their voices never got to me.Could this be true? Could it be?My son is gone, and I am supposed to feel okay about it.I failed as a mother; I failed as his friend; and I failed as his world.When Leo needed me the most, I was never there for him. I don’t deserve happiness at all.My eyes closed as I allowed darkness to seep into me.*** **** ********* ********** ******* ****** ******* ****** ******* My eyes finally opened to see all of my loved ones gathered around my bed, with the beeping sound disturbing my hearing. I looked around, not saying anything. Where would I find the words?“Mum has woken up,” Carmela’s voice said out loud as everyone who was around the doctor soon came to me.“Darling,” Michael touched my face as he kissed my forehead. At first, I wondered why he was getting so affectionate until I saw who came as well.
~SCARLETT POV~Ambulance sirens blared as lots of body bags were being brought out and taken into the morgue one after the other, my hands shivering. I had already cried in the car. I can't help it now that I have seen Carmela in tears. She would need me to be strong for her, and I can’t help being weak in front of her.“Mum, why do horrible things always happen to us?” Carmela asked as she embraced me, her tears trickling down from her eyes to my shoulder as I stroked her back. “All will be fine, dear; we just have to identify the bodies; we have to hope your brother isn’t a part of it.”I was breaking down so badly; I was so occupied with myself that I never paid attention. God, I only ask for one thing, and that is for my son not to be a part of the dead bodies that drowned at sea.It was hard to pray because it was confirmed that Leo and Rocky were indeed on the guest list for the cruise and that they did attend.“Mrs. Thatcher,” The officer called as I turned, my heart beating ex