Tears blurred my vision, seeing all the love he once had for me till I grew older. He was no longer in these videos and I was always alone. However, I wasn’t, because he was always somewhere, looking at me. I stopped having a smile on my face, I stopped being happy, I stopped running. That was after I was diagnosed and my father began to show his real self.More videos of me came up and I was almost never happy. One hour later, it was still me, during graduation, during family dinner, during public functions, videos of me that were never even supposed to exist. And in all of them, though I was alone, my father was at a distance and his eyes were always on me. They were not cold, they were not harsh, simply a father staring lovingly at his son. These videos went on even till the day my heart failed and I was rushed to the hospital. He kept telling me that he would make it right, that it would be fine, that he would change it all.Tears ran down my eyes when I realized that he knew ever
“Even now that I see how much of a mistake, I made to have switched off my feelings because I feared losing him, I realize the mistake that I made and would want to make up for it. He never lets me, no matter how much I try, what I say or the gestures I make. Even the universe is against my attempt to make it right because it keeps getting in the way and every opportunity, it keeps slipping away from me. Maybe, it’s too late, maybe I had truly lost him even before I lost him. Maybe, I was never meant to be a father. Liam would have done a better job and he would be so disappointed in me. I ruined it, because I am a coward who can’t bear to be in pain anymore. I ruined it because I am a coward. And I fear that I won’t get it back. Is there even a need? I can just carry on being this person my son remembers. I can just allow him see me as he had always done and keep carrying on this act of a hateful father. It’s no longer complicated and the guilt won’t be as taunting if I take my act a
GENESISI stole a glance at Jordan just to see if he was doing okay. Things had truly gotten better, he had truly not changed, so much. He goes quiet and moody every now and then, but he was still my husband and nights of love making, passionate kissing and whisperings of I love you every now and then confirmed that he was truly back to me.The burial of Mr. Liam Chase was arranged and the state went crazy. With everyone on black and a thousand guards everywhere, people, powerful people from all corner of the world came to commemorate him. Most didn’t actually care about him, we knew about that, others only came for the sake of reporters and nothing more, others decided to confirm with the both eyes if he was actually dead and some came for business purposes. Whatever the case was, we were surrounded by business men, traitors, politicians, liars, reporters, and fake sympathies.Jordan didn’t look so good himself and my heart went out to him. He always read the journals every now and t
“Would you be eating dinner downstairs or should I bring it up here?” a staff asked me the moment I came out of the shower. I sighed and turned to the bed, all I could think about was laying on it and closing my eyes. My stomach grumbled, reading my thoughts and announcing how empty it was, that I had to have a change of plan.“Just bring it up here,” I yawned and tried to towel my hair. But my hands were tired and so was entire body. I groaned and walked over to the mirror stand and sat down. For a moment, I was beginning to regret why I washed the hair when I was so tired.I did my best to towel it till I could no longer feel the water on it, but at a point, I gave up, yawned again and made space on the table where I rested my head and shut my eyes.I can’t tell how long I was there for, but a gentle whisper in my ears woke me up. Warm hands caressed my arm and I lifted my head from where I had been resting them. The familiar cologne and scent filled my senses and told me instantly
“Wait, what?” I jumped up from where I sat on his thighs and stared at him with a confused expression. He lowered his gaze and avoided my gaze.“You can’t mean that,” I shook my head, clearly not understanding what he was saying or why he would such a thing.“You wanted kids, a dozen even and….” I halted and racked my brain for a time when we talked about kids. My heart fell when I realized that we have never actually spoken about kids. Aside the fact that I joked about a dozen kids. Mom Leona had come over one time to confirm if I was actually pregnant, but I wasn’t and that was it.“You can’t mean that?” I turned to him again, this time, I could feel a desperate feeling settling at the pit of me. I wanted kids, I wanted little Jordan’s and Genesis’ running around the house. I wanted kids as well.“Genesis,” his voice came sad and he got up from where we sat.“I have a genetic problem that has a 50% chance to get to my offspring’s. My grandfather, my father and myself had this and th
“No, even if I tell you the truth, you would still call the supposed spies that are supposed to guard me and seek for a confirmation to my answer,” I argued. He glared at me and walked over to the door when someone knocked on it. He opened the door and took the tray of food that was brought for me, then he shut the door. He walked over to the table and placed the tray on the table, then he sat down. He tapped on the space beside him and gestured for me to go and sit down beside him. I sighed and got up since I was that hungry. The smell of chicken and panini wafted in the air and I couldn’t help it. My stomach grumbled and sang loudly in my ears as I walked over to him. I sat down at his side just as he wanted and poured myself a glass of juice. I drank all of it, suddenly realizing that I was thirsty.Jordan poured a glass of water for me, before I could and handed it to me.“You look patch and pale.” He noted and I shrugged.“I couldn’t sleep all night and I haven’t eaten all mornin
I picked up the bottle and stared at it. It was a new one Jasmine got me, not the one I had earlier. I must have picked up the wrong container, but I hated it.“See you later,” I grabbed my phone and ran past Jordan before he could stop me. I stopped at the hall way, pushing away the dizziness and weakness. Fortunately, Jordan didn’t follow me but I knew his guards would report every single thing to him. I got into the car and asked to be taken to Genesis since I had lied with that.Why did I lie? You would want to know right? First off, my husband has no clue that I was not protected, secondly, he doesn’t want a child no matter the case, thirdly, my body reeked and I was beginning to feel like throwing up. Not just that, but I was getting dizzy too easily and every other thing was telling me that I was pregnant. God, it was an amazing news that was making my heart race, but it was also a dreadful one. What was I supposed to do? Go for a test?Jordan might kill me if he found out that
Once again, I could not sleep, no matter how much I tried. My thoughts were running wide and fear was killing me. I was worried about my husband, my marriage and what would happen the moment a beautiful news comes into our life. It didn’t even have to be good news, it didn’t have to be that I was truly pregnant, though I would love that so much, my husband might not and I sure heard him. He was willing to let me adopt just to have his way, just to maintain his stand of not having kids. Would I be able to tell him that I was pregnant if it eventually turned out that I was pregnant. I shivered and yet again, I could feel dread settle at the pit of my stomach at the thought of what he would do.But again, would not being pregnant help my situation? Of course, it wouldn’t because I still wanted a kid. He had made it clear what he wanted and I was not ready to accept that without attempting to convince him, so it would not be okay, but would I be able to convince him to consider having a c