Benson's game of distraction was in full swing. He already had a hookup date and was very eager about it.
He bounced in his chair, a grin on his face and an upward gaze. Alita came to mind as his mind wandered through many thoughts. He realized he hadn't had sex in a long time, and it was all because of his feelings for Alita.
I have no ties to her, so...
He stood up from his chair, ruffling his hair with his hands. He turned around to face the city, his hand in his pocket.
He felt the urge to drink, so he returned to his table, grabbed his phone, and exited.
Jane tottered towards him as he pulled the door open and turned to walk to the elevator.
He was taken aback when he saw Jane. It wasn't yet time. What was her purpose in being there? She had only been gone for a few hours. He furrowed his brows and pursed his lips.
"I know you're wondering why I'm here," she whispered as she came to a halt, palm on the wall, gaspi
Benson had promised himself that he would never contaminate his office again after the last time, but now he was in the thick of a mess after doing exactly what he swore he would never do.Internally, he scolded himself for being such an idiot and for being so irresponsible.When Alita opened the door to Benson's office, she grumbled, "What the heck, Benson?"What was he going to say to her now that she'd seen what she had? What excuse would he come up with to explain what she had witnessed?Jane lowered her head, attempting to hide her face from Alita. She ran outside, covering her face with her hand as she skipped past Alita, who had been glaring at her the entire time she was near the door.As she breathed and smelt sex in the air, Alita felt a wave of rage and jealously, and then exploded. "I
Benson sat there thinking about the entire day as Alita walked away. He knew Alita was furious with him for choosing pussy over Julie, and he needed a method to prove her that he was a better guy than she thought, so he texted her shortly after midnight.He started typing but couldn't think of anything to write, so he went back to deciding whether to stay awake with Julie or sleep off.To keep himself awake, he rose up and walked about the room. The ceiling, the wall, and the bed all caught his attention. He took a deep breath in and out. Something about the smell, the paint, the hospital ceiling, and his struggle to stay awake transported him back to when he was around eight years old and his sister, his only sister, became ill and he was asked to look after her while his mother went to see the doctor in his office after a nurse informed her that the doctor wanted to see her.&n
It was the first week of the new year, and Benson always took a week off. He'd promised Alita he'd be gone for a week and had made sure she had everything she and Julie needed while he was gone.Alita was torn between missing him and messing around in the house with Sarah. She had assured Sarah that they would stay together in the house and in his cars while Benson was away, and that they would have the time of their lives.Benson, for one, didn't want to go. But, because he had planned the week ahead of time, he needed to go because he had already made the necessary payments to ensure he had a good time.It was almost as if Julie's fever had brought them closer together. Even though Alita's feelings for him were pushing her, she managed to keep it under wraps. They were talking more and things were less awkward between them, though Alita still steered clear of crossing boundarie
20.After assisting Alita with dry-cleaning her milk-smudged clothes, Sarah escorted her back to the living room. She was seated in the living room, only wearing a bra and panties."Alita," Sarah said, calling out. The reason why Alita had drunk herself to oblivion had baffled her for some time. She did this a lot when she couldn't deal with a difficult situation at the time. Sarah, on the other hand, couldn't come up with anything to justify Alita's actions. "Can you tell me how many fingers I have up?" Sarah asked, holding up two fingers in front of Alita's face.Alita drew her gaze upwards to the fingers in the air in front of her and smiled. She squinted and mentally counted the numbers, not entirely confident that she had them correct. "Two fingers," she mumbled sarcastically. "Perhaps," she said, just to be on the safe side.Sarah looked a
21.Benson placed his bags on the ground, wiped his palms across his face, and held his waist with both hands. His knees were feeling a little shaky. That was the last thing he expected to see when he chose to surprise her by returning without warning her he was going to do so the next morning.He was perplexed as to what he should do next. Several questions popped into his head: Why was she naked in the living room, for fucks sake? What exactly was she would have been doing What would he do in this situation? Being the one who follows her would be a horrible decision, and standing there would be even worse.When he closed his eyes, a vision of her voluptuous naked figure appeared in his mind. You should have seen how her ass bounced as she sprinted down the hall to Julie's room. He was well aware that what had happened had only made matters worse for him. While she
Benson didn’t spend the night at home that night. After he had gone out, Alita waited for him to come back so she could leave but he didn’t so she had to spend the night there as she couldn’t leave Julie by herself in the house.Alita was the only one that knew Benson was back from Miami. He didn’t tell anybody, she didn’t too. Sarah still thought he was away and she could stay with Alita again.Alita’s phone rang and she picked it up without checking to see who was calling. She waited to hear a voice speak back to her.“Alita,” Sarah said with a shaky voice.“Sarah, are you okay, w-what has happened to you?” Alita’s eye widened as she entertained a thousand thoughts of things that might have happened. “Sarah, Sarah.”
There’s always that news that hits you, that you are happy about for that person but then it makes you think about yourself. Somehow it brings out some flaws that haven’t been there all your life or you hadn’t noticed until you sit there being happy and then it hits you: you are twenty-eight going to your thirties, although you look at least five years younger, you don’t have a boyfriend, you’ve had only one your whole life and it was messy, you’ve had sex only once and it still was messy and your best friend is already engaged to get married soon and you are nowhere near ever having a relationship because of your infinitely large insecurity about yourself, that you have carried for years, and you still have dreams of getting married and having kids of your own one day even though you have no idea when it will happen given that you have never really thought about it until now. Alita was morose the entire day thinking about how her life might turn out to be and maybe she was never goi
Benson twisted his face and held his lips together after Alita greeted him. They hadn’t talked that much in about two weeks, so it surprised him that she came to welcome him and say more than welcome. She asked about his day at work and if he had issues with anybody or not. He missed that warmth. It has only been cold and pale lately.He was still speechless when he dropped his briefcase on the couch. He saw the bottle on the ground and looked at her, internally blaming the alcohol for the welcome he got, which he was thankful for. She held her fingers in front of her, pursed her lips, and looked away."Oops, you caught me," she said while playing with a strand of her hair, slowly swaying her body playfully. You might have been wondering why you are running low on a particular favorite brand of wine. Well, there you have it, "she pointed at the bottle on the ground. "Yep, I might have been drin
It took a few days for things to come back to normal between Alita and Benson. It almost felt like the getting-to-know each other phase of their relationship just with serious sexing and less conversations, and she was sleeping on the same bed with him, yet.Alita had changed a bit in about a month they were separated. She had gatherer enough money to start her dream styling firm to incorporate her into the fashion industry, where she had always believed she belonged, which meant she had no time for nannying, although it wasn't all that necessary because she was used to taking Julie with her already. The problem was that Benson missed her presence more at home.They managed and in no time, came back to full connectivity.Benson kept his break up with Alita away from his mother. He couldn't afford her drama. And she was going to scold him for letting Alita go.Alita too didn't tell anyone. Sarah thought her disappearance was because Benson impregnated his ex-wife. She was shocked when
Benson stayed in his house almost emptying his bar. He switched his phone off so nobody would disturb him. He was devastated. He had been living a lie all the while. Many times, Sarah and Luke came to look for but he never came out. It didn’t look like he was in the house.He just had to call off their engagement. She went too far and he couldn’t live with it. He couldn’t help but imagine how his life would have been if Alita came out and told him she Julie was his flesh and blood.It was unbelievable. Chris had assured him that he was impotent and that they had tried everything but nothing worked. He had to know for sure and the only way to that is to go back to the beginning.For the first time ever since that day, Benson went out of the house. He went to the hospital to meet and confront Chris about what Alita had told. There had been too many lies and falsehood around his life in the recent days and knowing this one truth or lie, whichever it would turn out to be, would be liberat
“I was scared you would leave me if I told so I didn’t. This is me as I am, covetous. I don’t regret keeping this away from you but I am sorry I did. I mean it when I say I would do anything to keep you with me forever, and this—this was something I thought I had to do. I love you and I don’t want to lose you,” he peered into her eyes. “Please don’t hate me. Don’t stop loving me. I there were many times I wanted to tell you but how does a man walk up to his dear love and tell her to forget about any dream of ever having her own children?”“I knew, Benson,” Alita looked down as she pressed her lips together. “I knew if I stayed with you, I wouldn’t have any children but it didn’t matter to me because I love you so I stayed. I got so wrapped up in my mind with jealousy and contempt that it escaped my mind. I felt threatened and intimidated by her that I let her get in my head with her selfish words,” she leaned of the wall and held her hands in front of her.“You knew. How?” Benson’s br
The moment long waited for was there, and Alita wore a smile that evening as Charity stated she was leaving. It felt unreal that the whole ominous atmosphere was clearing already.“It is nice having you,” Alita waved her hand at Charity. “You can pop and high any time you want,” she lied.I don’t want to ever see you here again.As the door slid open, Alita shut her eyes and drew in a long breath, absorbing the relief in the air. She had missed the feeling. Her joy was cut short when she heard Charity’s voice.Haven’t you left?“I can’t go like this,” CHarity exclaimed, shaking her head as she shut her eyes. “I wanted to keep it to myself, but I just can’t,” she sniffled.Alita glanced at Benson, and he bobbed his head. “What are you talking about?” she held her hand to her chest.“He knows,” Charity pointed at Benson.Alita turned to Benson and batted her lashes numerously at him.“Know what exactly? Where are you driving?” Benson inclined his head and folded his hands across his che
Alita was shocked to see the door slide open. Benson just walked to his room, and they were the only two people that could open the door.She balled her fist, waiting to see the figure standing in front of the door. She couldn’t see the face of the woman but as the door slid wider, she recognized who it was.Freaking Charity!Charity was the least of people she could expect to see. Many questions raged through Alita’s mind but the most outstanding was how she could open the door.“Benson,” Alita Bellowed crossing her hands on her chest as she jotted her hips, giving Charity a once over.“Yeah, babe,” Benson answered from his room.“You have a visitor,” Alita pushed her lips forward as she swayed her body from side to side.“I don’t have plans to—“Hi there,” Charity flickered her fingers in the air, smiling excessively as she looked over at Benson. “I let myself in,” her eyes went round. She looked around and observed the living room. “Things have changed here, haven’t they?” she snic
At Sarah’s wedding, Alita wasn't the only one wishing to enjoy the bliss of a wedding day and, after it, the certainty that comes with elevating their commitment to a more permanent situation.Benson had the intention to propose to Alita the day he came back and met her in a pool of blood. He had planned it all head in his head. The band, everyone involved.He wanted it to be a prestigious surprise. She had always said she wished she was a princess, and he wanted to make her feel more than that. She was his queen, and he wanted to show her that she deserved to have everything she wanted.Benson felt he was ready to move forward with their relationship. She was perfect for him, and he needed to ensure that she remained his till the end of time.Before the morning he had intended to propose to her, he had planned how everything would go with everyone he thought necessary to involve. He would ask her out for a date and then surprise her when she got out of the house with her favorite ban
"Let's go on a date," Benson said pouring wine into two glasses form them. "We haven't gone anywhere, we haven't gone out ever since…" his eyes snapped close as memories of almost losing Alita to the jaw of death flashed through his mind–not sonething you wouldn't want to remember, not even randomly. "What do you think?" He asked.Alita's face lit up and she giggled sharply. "Are you serious right now?" She squinted at him as she extended her hand and collected her drink. She gingerly whirled the glass before a sip and moaning to the taste that surprised her. "This is amazing," she nodded and took another sip. "What in God's name do I say to that?" She pursed her lips and raised her chin, playfully scowling at him."I don't know," he laughed softly, looking the other way as set himself on the arm of the chair she was seated on."You must be high," Alita jabbed her finger into his side and he yelped moving away. "Should you when ask me about it? You could have surprised me," she scrunc
126Julie was Alita's only company as the days went by. As expected, everyone around her was distant. She would sit on the bed in Julie's room and talk to her, even though she knew Julie wouldn't understand what she was saying, it was comforting that she could talk to someone about the burden in her heart and how everyone all her loved ones were avoiding her.Sarah blocked Alita and cut all contacts from her. Alita went to their apartment and saw that Sarah had changed the lock. She went to Luke's house but didn't find anybody at home. It was while walking back to Benson's place that she realized they would have gone for their honeymoon.They say no mother could hate her own but it wasn’t looking like it for Alita. She hadn’t heard from her mother ever since her confession. He called but got no answer, texted but got no reply. She tried to go and see her at Chris’s apartment but couldn’t. One time, she was standing right in front of the door but froze when she raised her hand to knock
Dumbfounded and dwindling between anger and confusion, Benson cleared his throat. The place went absolutely silent. “Why didn’t you say anything about it? You could have told me. I feel betrayed right now,” he face-palmed. “I just want to go home,” he breathed heavily. “I can’t believe it at all. I just can’t believe our friendship was built on lies all this while. We promised to…” Sarah whined and cried. “All this while, Alita, I thought we were best friends. I told you everything and I thought you did the same,” she turned and wrapped her hands around Luke, looked up at him, and muttered, “please take me out of here.”“Please don’t leave me like this,” Alita extended her hand as she moaned. Her throat patched as she watched Luke lead Sarah out of the room. She was too weak to move and she couldn’t possibly follow after Sarah when Benson was there also preparing to leave.“Let’s go home,” Benson looked at Alita with pain in his eyes. She wiped her face and dragged herself up.Ivy sa