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
Edith could not help herself anymore. After the weekend she tackled their mother about the truth. Nothing was denied, but she questioned who told her.Sarah read the messages that Edith sent. They were straight forward.But she always had the feeling everyone assumed that she was the influence.Yes indeed, they did s**t to her, but no, she didn't walk around poisoning people against her mother. She clearly stopped giving two hoots a long time ago.Yes, it hurt but she was not going to let it cause a negative effect in her life. She had her own life. Her own family and no one was going to mess that up.After many messages, Edith clearly got the message that she was a write off from the family. WOW, that hurt her so much, but she held a brave face.Like which wife is not happy that her children have spent time with their dad. The massages she sent Edith was spiteful. They were mean.Well, it was now Ediths turn to feel the reject and
Sarah's days went on as usual. Although she now suffered from insomnia due to this whole saga, she was otherwise well.Everyday she would ask herself:''Was telling the truth so wrong? Was wanting the best for her father wrong? Did he actually know and chose to not see it? Should they have just said nothing and continued going there like fools? Did Chuck have no concience? Does her mother have no concience? What did they expect to happen when they asked the obvious questions? Why is it when we ask questions, it now becomes a sign of disrespect to elders? ''Sometimes in life you need to cut away from the people who bring about negative energy. You need to make room for the positive light.They had messaged Mr Daniels for his birthday, they even tried to call but his phone was off. He had really cut ties with them. All in the name of love. A love that was his no more. A love that he probably did not have from the very beginning. A love that was one sided.
Sarah,Jacob,Edith,Nash and Nat sat around the fire. The afternoon came quick and the sun had already set in the far east. The kids were watching Maya the bee, relaxing in the cozy lounge.Jacob was cooking outside , a mouth watering mutton curry with bursting graviy soaking potatoes.Nat and Edith chuckle.''What did I miss?'', Sarah asked curiously.''You tell her!!, Nat said.''No, you tell her'', Edith said.''Could someone just tell me already!!!'', Sarah burst out.They both laughed'' Alright'', Nat said,'' Let me do it with actions''.''So edith and I walked up to mum like two great guns,Edith went first and wished her happy mothers day, kissing her and hugging her only to be snubbed'', Nat did this with the expressions and acting.''At the function today?'', Sarah asked.''Yes'', Edith replied.Edith now acted out when Nat went.Sarah erupted with laughter,'' Don't feel bad guys, I was also sn
Its been five whole years later. The Daniels saga never ends, good times end within seconds and the evil parts seem to last longer.''The last five years have been really bumpy'', Sarah said reflecting on the past.''Stop living in the past, everything happens for a reason!!!'', Jacob said.''God is indeed great, we have been through the toughest of storms'', Sarah said as she switched the tv on.''Last time on the resident'',Sarah mimicked,''Oh , I love saying that!!!''.Jacob could'nt help but laugh.She looked so cute , mimicking the narrator.''Don't you have an interview tommorow?'',Jacon asked.''Yes''''Shouldn't you be preparing?'', Jacob asked with concern.''Prepare on what?'',Sarah asked.''I don't know. Prepare on the interview'',Jacob shrugged.''Are you stressing for me Mr White'',Sarah asked chuckling.''Maybe...............Maybe not!!!, I just know how much you want this job. Its like
After 3 long years of studying, Sarah applied like a crazy woman to every company she could find advertising. It was not that she was unhappy, it was because she needed a new , fresh start.Sarah dressed in a pencil skirt, black stockings, a crisp white shirt and a sleeveless coat. Tying her hair up in a bun, leaving tendrils around her face so she didn;t look like an air hostess, she applied light make up.She decided to go with a small heel closed tipped shoe, shiny red ro break up the black and white she had going on.Looking at herself in the mirror, she applied a red lipstick.''Pluck,pluck'', she puckered her lips together making sure it was evenly spread.''Good day, I am Sarah White'', She said, reaching out her hand to the mirror.''No, no, no. I sound like a dead beat'',She muttered under her breath.Looking at the red and silver clock hanging in the far end of the room, she read the time,''9h30am''.''I still have an
As Sarah watched the receptionist look at her like a wench, she stood up straight. trying to raiate some confidence and authority.The entire waiting room was full of applicants. Sarah began to wonder , what made her different from the rest?She took a seat, scoping the room for her competition. There where a few blonde girls. They looked as if they were auditioning for Hannah Montana.There was a black guy, he looked like his suit was swallowing him.Two red hair guys, One was awefully short with big bushy hair, like eep from the croods, but a male version, while the other was tall and tarzan looking. Sarah had to take a few deep breats and look out the window, incase she burst out in laughter.It was clear the receptionists were digging that look.There was going to be alot of competition. All these people in this room looked serious.Watching a few other people now join the bunch, there were a total of fifteen people here for the same inte
Sarah White acquired the job she so much wanted. It was a dream come true. She worked all her life for this. She longed to have a job that would pay for all her necessities and luxuries. Sarah went home smiling. She celebrated that night with a glass of wine and a bottle of champagne. Her kids were over the moon. Sarah worked all year round at this job. It took most of her energy but she loved it. It kept her busy most of the day. Her thoughts were never given the chance to wonder if she was truly happy.Sarah smiled as she looked at the seventy five thousand Rands provident fund pay out from her previous employer. She wanted to save it or invest it. She had goals and dreams. A dream to study supply chain management. "Did you get the money?", Jacob asked that afternoon. Sarah wanted to say no but she could not bring herself to speak a lie. She nodded. Jacob jumped up and down with excitement, "I have been seeing a few vehicles for us to purchase." Jessica looked at him in surpri
The next few weeks jessica looked at vehicles online with Jacob. It was something she found uninteresting but she did it to see the smile on his face.There was one in particular he had set his mind on. Although Sarah did not agree, she went with him anyway to see it.The moment she layed eyes on it, her heart was disgusted.It was old and rusty. She tried so hard to see the dream her husband was seeing but her eyes hurt and so did her brain by just trying.It was silver with spots of brown rust. A side mirror was missing and when it started up, clouds of smoke came through the exhaust.She hated it. She hated it so much. She tried to express her concerns but couldn't.She didn't want to ignite a fire of fury.She needed her peace.She spent her hard earned thirty two thousand Rands on this junk. It made her heart sore but Jacob gleamed with joy.She looked at the balance in her account and started asking for quotes for studying.Getting the information she required to enroll, Jacob a
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