As the heat began to rise, each summers day hotter than the last, the White family enjoyed the peace and serenity. The spent most of their days outdoors. They frequently had guests over. Soon it would be their first Christmas in their new home. They were excited. Alex and Andrea asked" how is Santa doing to drop off our presents, we have no chimney? " Sarah laughed out loud" He is going to send it via post ".
Their neighbours were extremely homely, humble people. Often the White family could be found splashing around in their pools.
It was before Christmas and Emily invited Edith, Nat and Sarah for a Ladies night. The kids would be at Sarah's house with Jacob and Mark. Sarah decided to take wine to unwind, over the last year Emily has veen a total mess. She needed a ladies night nore than anyone did. MaybeEdith as well. But Sarah and Natalie were content with their lives.
Sarah felt bad for Emily and decided to go to the ladies stay over. She wasn't
"love your life, no matter what life throws at you, make the best out of every moment, you don't know it may just be your last"
*Cough, cough *Nash was feeling under the weather. With his not so grand health, diagnosed with diabetes, cholesterol and high blood pressure in his early twenties the doctor advised him to take a covid test. Although his flu symptoms were mild he took his form and went to the nearest drive through testing. He prayed that his test would be negative but after two long frightening days his worst fears came to life.* positive for sars-covid 19*Nat was hysterical, her tears could not stop flowing down her plump red cheeks. With all the deaths from this deadly virus she could not help but feel scared. Nat immediately jumped in the car and went the doctor followed by the drive thru testing venue. She prayed sbe would be negative but her nightmare was confirmed as well two days later. She prayed for their health.*Oh my God *" I shared water over the weekend with Sarah and Emily. Nat could not help but feel guilty." what if I gave them the Virus " sh
Sarah woke up at 8am, Jacob,Alex and Andrea were still fast asleep. She quickly cleaned up the house before locking up and jumping into her car.It was already 9h30 am and Sr G arranged to come over at 10h00 am sharp. Sarah calmly drove down the road to Ediths house which was 20 minutes away.She connected her bluetooth to her stereo and blasted the music.''Not trying indie,Not tryin' to be cool,Just tryin' in this, tell me are you to,Can you feel where the wind is,can you feel it through,All of the windows, inside this room,Coz I wana touch you baby,I wana feel you too,I wana feel the sunrise,your sins just me and you,''*Zeyn featuring Sia, Dusk til Dawn*Sarah sang as she drove literally 60kilometres per hour to Ediths' House. *Peep,Peep* She hooted like a crazy lady outside the gate since Edith took forever to come out,although she called before she left. Sarah looked at her dashboard the time on the screen read 9h50 am. 10 minutes to get back home she thought frantically. she
This was the first Christmas in so many years spent apart from each other. But I guess it was God's Plan. Jacob cooked honey glazed roasted duck, roast vegetables, garlic bread, hot crab curry and salads. Sarah was really ill and slept most of the day. Sarah was up after sleeping almost Twenty four hours, after lunch time. She helped him pack parcels for her family and Jacob dropped of that afternoon at each of their homes.Although they were not in the Christmas spirit due to quarantining, they still had kids. Santa did deliver their presents and she watched Alex and Andrea tear open their presents. ''Wow, Santa gave me a watergun'',Alex said with excitement in his voice. Andrea tore open her pink wrapper,'' HaHa,Alex, My present is better than yours, I have a pink barbie''. They spent almost an hour tearing through presents that was under their small silver tinsel tree.The Covid Grinch stole our christmas this year.Sarah was determined to make it up to them. A
Christmas came and Christmas went. They awaited their test results. Was it going to be positive?Was it going to be negative? The days just dragged on as they waited. Still in quarantine. Still cleaning endlessly, social distancing and wearing masks all day, everyday. All they could do was cook, clean, eat and watch movies. Avoiding visitors. Making excuses. No one wanted to hear that you may have covid. There was stigma attached to it. The numbers of deaths were increasing. The number of people infected were rising. When ever the news came on it was depressing. Even facebook posts were centered around covid 19. Almost every post was a funeral notice, a keep me in prayer post or an educational message about how not to get covid 19.The world was suffering and so was Sarah White. Her symptoms had completely vanished after days of steaming and medication. Drinking ginger milk and cinnamon tea. But they people talked about the infected recovering only to die.So if t
Sarah still felt rather depressed, but she got out of bed ready to give the best vesrion of herself. She smiled as she remembered ''Another day, another morning, I am still alive.Thank you God''.Taking a long shower,she washed her long silky hair. She changed,wrapping her wet hair in a towel and tiptoed down the long passage to the kitchen.She did not want to wake anyone up. Everyone was still fast asleep. It was still early, only 8am.Sarah got busy in the kitchen, humming away as she made fresh pancakes and coffee. As she made the last pankcake,Alex stuck his head out of the door''I smell pankcakes'', with that being said,Andrea was now up. They both raced to the kitchen in their pajamas forgetting to put on their slippers.'' Uh,uh,uh. We do not enter the kitchen without a wash.And were are your slippers?'' Sarah scolded.Both her little monsters ran to their rooms to grab their clothes and have a bath. There were three bathrooms in the house yet they still fou
The year started of in segregation. Everyone video called to wish each other. Emily and her husband with her kids booked out in a fancy hotel.Mr and Mrs Daniels were at home, with Chuck of course. How can we forget him? He was an important member of the Daniel's Family.Nash and Nat had pursponed their trip to hempshire due to covid. Edith and her girls were at their home. And Sarah,Jacob and their kids were at home.Having a new place , they thought would be awesome, having friends and family over,entertaining guests but it was not all sunshine and flowers.School would be starting soon and Sarah's phone beeped. It was Mrs Jones, Alex and Andrea's daycare teacher.''Hi.How are you? She sounded rather dull o the phone. ''I am good thank you, how are you?'' Sarah asked.''Not so good. We have been in contact with a positive person, we need to be tested. Once we are clear I will let you know but for now I will not be able to look after the kids''.Sarah was devestated.
Sarah had reaslised that it was pointless keeping ties with people who is not there for you when you need them the most. She eventually stopped talking to Mrs Daniels, her mother by name only. She had stopped being a mother fifteen years ago. Mr Daniels just didn't see anything change. He was oblivious to everything.Everything!!!!!! From character change,behaviour change,family falling apart,segregation and morals and values going down the drain. Sarah sat thinking almost every day, I feel like an orphan. Maybe I have been for the last fifteen years and just didn't notice. Finally her eyes were opened. She had lived in a dream world for so long. Her head hurt thinking so much. She sat with deep regret.She should have cut ties with the Daniels the day she was forced into marraige.Was she holding on to broken dreams for so long. She should have never let them be apart of her childrens life. Is it too late to cut ties now?Sarah's heart hurt but She knew that
Nash, Nat, Edith and her kids were at Sarah's place on a clear saterday afternoon.The air was crisp with an afternoon chill. They had planned a small sibling get together. Sarah also invited Emily but she was a no show as usual. Probably harbouring some self pity, or maybe just her ladida self. Clearly no one knew and no one cared. Today they were just going to relax, have fun eat and chill out. They all made themselves at home. The kids were all with Nash in the loubge sitting on the couch watching a movie. Jacob loved cooking so he decided to cook on the fire. Nat and Edith started making rotis. Sarah helped Jacob cut up his vegetables for the curry. Jacob always peeled potatoes badly. Half the potato flesh would be peeled off if he were to peel a potato. Jacob opened up his white plastic table and took it outside, laying all his cleaned vegetables and spices to cook. He took the dish with his washed chicken peices outside with him. After setting up his wood on the tray unde
I felt deeply hurt inside and that afternoon I could not write. All I could think about was my sick dad, covid 19 was wiping out entire families, I never thought that it would affect my family. They were always so careful.The next day the nurse looked at results , with a surprised expression on her face she said my dad was positive.I double checked the results only to realise that the name on the paper was some other person.I laughed at her , feeling some relief in my chest.The day after that it was confirmed that he was covid positive. I felt devastated yet hopeful. He was my dad, he had no chronic illnesses, he was as fit as a fiddle. He was like my own personal superhero with a family of healthcare professionals. Somewhere in my heart I knew that he would be fine.I took my lunch break early that day , feeling like a thief , I secretly went to see my father and give him the horrible news.As I sat at the dining room table, I told him that he was covid positive and all the preca
Last chapter.Mark grabbed his towel once his crazy neighbor untied him.Never in his life had he been so used.His a*** hurt so much he grabbed a back of peas from the freezer as soon as he reached home.He drew his curtains and sat on the bed.The ticking of the wooden clock on the wall had caught is attention.It was already five thirty, he had spent more than two hours being tortured.He picked up his phone and saw two missed calls.It was Jessica."It is a sign.", he thought.He called her."Hi", her cheery voice came through the receiver.For a woman who had been ignored for a few months, she sounded quite happy."Can we meet?", Mark asked. Jessica agreed. "Six thirty?", Mark suggested. "Perfect." Mark went back into the bath. This time he filled the tub with boiling hot water and some rough sea salt. Pulling on a pair of dark blue skinny leg jeans and a black polo neck shirt, Mark left his apartment in a hurry. He missed Jessica but he knew he wanted his old life back. He
Chapter 5Mark Molt sat comfortably on his black leather chair behind his large dark brown oak desk. It was another long day at the office. He waited for Mrs Blunder, who was his secretary for the last fifteen years, to bring his coffee. She had been bringing him his coffee since the day she started. She was as old as his grandmother, he assumed. Her grey hair and wrinkled face had much warmth and love. He adored her. This year will be her retirement. She decided to stay on until sixty five although sixty was the retirement age. She was as fit as a fiddle. Never complained, seldom took sick leave or any leave for that matter. He was going to miss her.She was truly a valued member of the law firm family. Mrs Blunder handed him his coffee," extra hot, extra strong, extra milk and no sugar, just how you like it son". His heart melted just hearing the little old lady. Indeed he will miss her. She had three more months until retirement. He wished she didn't have to go. Mark tried to persue
Chapter 4Jessica woke up with a throbbing headache. Her head ached, her foot ached. Her body ached. Everything just ached. She sat up slowly trying not to strain her foot. As her thoughts flooded into her mind with the events of last night, she felt nauseas. She remembered going to the hospital and then everything was blank.Jessica was blank. She really could not remember anything after the hospital and this made her panic. She could feel an anxiety attack rising within her. Her chest tightened. She felt as if she was suffocating. She cupped her hands over her mouth taking a few deep, quick breathes. A technique she learnes when she was a child. It was something she lived with most of her life. Whenever she got stressed out, even by the most slightest things, she would freak out drastically, leading to a panic attack. As she calmed down and started to massage her temples her daughter jumped on the bed next to her. " Hey mom, what happened to your foot?" she asked, her eyebrows now f
Chapter 3*Knock, knock*As Charlie held a sleeping Jessica, he leaned against the wall for support outside her door and strained his arm to knock on her door. He knocked the door quiet hard since no one had answered the door yet, he started to pang his closed fist against the door in frustration. Jessica was dead weight. His arm was becoming numb. He heard the lock on the doot turn and out came a stubby man. Round as a barrel, smelling of cheetos. It was an unpleasant sight and smell. He had never seen such a disgusting person in his life before living in an apartment. He belonged on a street corner, begging for change. " So YOU brought her home. Did you have a good time, was it so good she sprained her ankle and fell asleep".Just leave her on the bed as he motioned Charlie to leave her on their bed. He left her down gently. He walked to the living room to see that everything was a mess. There was dishes piled on the coffee table, clothes in the floor and beer cans piled next to t
Chapter 2Back at the Party, Mark Molt gulped down glass after glass of the finest alcohol. The music played loudly whilst everyone danced, married or not they were all grinding up on each other. A sexual song suddenly came on. It was ''Monifah,Touch it''.Mark sat crossed legged on the office chair when he felt delicate fingers trace around his neck and shoulders.There was someone singing in his ears. This secy voice sending shivers uo his soine awakening desire within him. He wondered who it could be.It was Joey Bloom, dressed in a mini skirt, halter neck top and high heals. Her cleavage was popping out of her shirt, as she turned him around in his chair. Everyone knew Mark always had atleast one good fling at every office party. He already slept with most of the woman in the firm.They all slept with him willingly.Every woman wanted a part of Mark Molt.The ladies always gossiped that he was a stallion in bed.Joey Bloom did not get her chance ,she was always outrun by the other woman,
It took me back to the day I started writing. it eased my mind and kept me occupied from the pain. Writing made me forget, it took me to my own imaginary world that blocked out the nastiness of reality. There was just too much going on, the pain inside had become like an arrow to the heart. I could not run nor could I had hide from my own harsh reality. I needed an escape and writing had become my own self taught councelling.I started writing CHEATED by the CEO which basically revolved around my sister's life.Chapter 1* Best CEO ever, Mark Molt!!! **clap, clap, clap*Everyone applauded as Mark stood in the centre of the law firm. He smiled from ear to ear, showing of his deep dimples. He was every girls dream guy, but he was also a married man with kids. The ultimate party animal. With hair so black and sleek and a well chiseled face, he could be called God's gift to women. His eyes so blue like the deepest ocean and lips that invited you in, woman had to fight the urge that he is
Grant texted me all day, listening to my complaints about my other half.He listened without judgement and I knew as usual he wouldn't believe me.No one did.until....He started staying over more frequently.we because close and I started to feel attracted to him.The distance between Jacob and I grew wider and wider until it was just a large empty space.I don't know when that happened and when the gap between Grant and I became non existent.I don't know when I had these feelings but they were there and it was hard to ignore.As the days went by I tried to reach out to Jacob.I called him up one day and asked him to spend lunch with me. His cold reply brought tears to my eyes. " I see you everyday. I don't need to spend lunch time with you and besides I already have plans."As Grant saw the coldness in Jacob everyday , he tried to make me happier.He invited me to lunch and I accepted.I drove to his work place and he ordered food.It was the first time trying this new restaurant
It wasn't all but a dream. The next morning I received a message over social media.It was him. He was checking up if I was alright. He knew me well and I guess that he picked up that this wasn't me. At first I played it cool, eventually I couldn't hold it in any longer.After letting out every bit of sadness that made a home in my heart, I felt relieved.The next afternoon,Grant came over with a pack of beers. Everyday we spoke and everyday I complained.Maybe I shouldn't have complained. Maybe I shouldn't have spoken.But for once I actually felt happy. For once I was actually being heard. Someone was taking my thoughts and feelings into consideration. Although I was the one who had cut all ties with him for a misunderstanding that was never about him, he was still the same caring person as always.Thinking back about that misunderstanding:I had just started a new job and I decided to take out a life cover for my dad who had asked me to.He felt that we should at some point bene