Something did not feel right when Sam brought his step dad and mom to meet us. My mother and his father seemed acquainted already. The talked as if they knew each other for years. Dinner was served. We all ate together and talked. I just could not shake the odd feeling from my core.
The next week we had gone to Sam's house for dinner. Sam had 2 half sisters, they were spoiled children, around ten and eleven years old. He did not get along with them at all.
My odd feeling had nagged me. I knew something was fishy. My mother had worn a top of mine. It was bright red with a white dragon. It had many straps and was very low cut and revealing. In all these years my motber was a typical old fashioned persin, with plain skirts, high cut jeans and floral button up blouses. This dressing caught us all by surprise, as she haf also worn a bootleg jeans and heels. I have never in my 14 years of lifr seen her wear heels.
After these encounters, my mother used to tell my father she was going jogging in the afternoon and tagged me along.
The house was situated next to a quarry with s stretch of land in between. Someone had purchased tgis property and started their building plans. They had made a driveway already which led to the road which was far up and could not be seen from the house. They had also built a wall by the driveway making the property closed from prying eyes, but this also meant from the Daniels house, once you have reached the road, you are out of site. The new owners did not fence their yard from ours as yet so this was the ideal place to use for her evening rendezvous with Chuck.
She tagged me along every afternoon while he waited on the top for her. She would get in his run down Ford Escort and have a chat. I would sit in his back seat silent. Little did I know that across the road Jacob's parents watched from their window. And talked about the inappropriate behavior and the sin she was committing.
As the months went by she got even bolder. He would come home occasionally. Long after Edith and Sam broke up Chuck had now creatrd his position as a friend.
There were days when I would come from school,exhausted and hungry to find the doors locked and his car in the driveway. After banging the door like a mad person for almost half an hour, my disgraceful mother would open the door. Chuck would be in the bathroom.
There were worse days when she would walk out with her dress upside down. AND CHUCK WOULD BE IN THE BATHROOM.
All this happened when my father worked during the days.
My mother now treated me badly because of the questions I raised and threatened to tell my father. Emily sided with them as she was the golden child that would soon own everything if she kept her mouth shut.
Edith was already married. It was just Nash and I. And we both started to become a thorn in there sides.
This all lead up to my current situation. The marriage we were not ready for.
Nash and Natalie slept in her double bed in the main room whilst Jacob and I took the single bed in the spare room. Natalies apartment was quite small. 2 small rooms a kitchen and toilet and shower.On the way home we stopped to get take out. We had too many feelings swirling in our heads, from anger, to hatred and sadness We all had finished supper. We had a flaming hot chicken,potato wedges, a garden salad and rolls. We werent hungry but we ate to keep occupied. We all went to bed with the heavy feeling in our hearts."So tonight is our honey moon"Jacob whispered in my ear. I slept in his arms with my head on his shoulder.I decided since we just got married wgt waste the night sitting somber.I looked up into his eyes searching for his eyes whilst my eyes adjusted to the darkness. He leaned in and found my lips, holding me tight, he kissed my lips, parting them and deepening the kiss. His tongue entangled with mine as his grip loosened and his
YAWN!I tried stretching my arms as I woke up only to realise there was someone next to me, holding me tight. I slowly opened my eyes and looked at Jacob sleeping next to me. He was still fast asleep. Drool sliding out the corner of his mouth onto my pillow. GROSS. TOTALLY GROSS. I guess some things you only see after marrying them. Thats when it dawned on me, I Sarah Daniels is now a married woman. I AM NOW SARAH WHITE. I took deep breaths, I could feel a panick attack taking over my body. I slowly moved Jacobs arms from around my chest and walked to the bathroom. I had a hot shower and dressed.Although I felt much better, the feeling of hatred, anger and hurt will be there.Everyone was still asleep. I went into the kitchen and made some scrambled eggs to go with the left over chicken from last night. I popped bread in the toaster and layed the table waiting for the three of them to wake up. Natalie joined me shortly after the first batch of toast was done followed by
Edith found them a place where she was renting, it was a 1 room, with a kitchen, and an ensuite toilet and shower. It wasnt the best but it was liveable with such short notice. Jacob and Sarah met with the land lords and paid a deposit of R1000. The would move in at the end of January.Now they had to puzzle a way of getting essential furniture and appliances to use.We have no bed or beddings. Where will we sleep?Nash had sponsored Sarah a brand new bed as a wedding gift to them. That was one problem solved. Sarah and Jacob went shopping and found a cheap comforter set.We have no stove, utensils or cupboards. Mrs White and her husband had an old glass top they were not using, they had given it to Jacob to use. Second problem solved.Carry-anne and her husband gave them a set of pots. Sarah went shopping at a salvage store for utensils which she picked up dirt cheap. Problem 3 solved.Nats landlady had old built-in cupboa
Mrs Daniels had accompanied Jacob and Sarah to the new outbuilding. Part of me knew she just wanted to see in what rut we will be living in. I knew she was happy inside just looking at the the house. Its was small, with white tiles and white walls. The shower was just a space next to the toilet with a drain. It was situated in the slums of Curo. There were squatter camps just across the road. The people there lived filthy, their waste water, was splashed across the road daily. There was a permemant feaces smell that was soaked into the tar. On hot days the smell could burn the hair in your nostrils.Jacob and Sarah got to work cleaning. They scrubbed every inch of the floor and if they had missed a spot Mrs Daniels would point it out. Jacob scrubbed out the toilet and shower. There was black mold in between the tiles. The toilet was stained and smelly. I didnt have the stomach for such sight and smells. Luckily Jacob took over.My mother just watched us adding her
Sarah gathered her boxes and jumped into her brother in law Marks car. She looked at the house she had knew as her home. Jacob stayed the night, he had only his clothes to take, which was not much, just one box. They both held hands in the back of the car. She was tearful, but the shame and humiliation her mother made her feel pushed her to think this is for the best.She held back a sniffle. And blinked away the tears. But her now red eyes gave it away. Her parents were even to occupied to bid them farewell.The hurt tore at her heart. Jacob held her hand tightly. "You don't have to come back here again, I promise. We have each other, thats all we need. We will make it with out their blessing. I swear"Home sweet home.Jacob and Sarah walked down the steps to their dwelling with their belongings.Their bed was delivered that morning and was put inside already.Jacob went to the land lady and collected the
It was 8pm, Jacob and Sarah showered, and went to the kitchen. Sarah peeled some potatoes while Jacob got the oil heating on the stove.They were going to nibble some chips before they got to bed.Edith knocked at the door. She popped in to check how everything was going. And brought some fried lamb chops.Sarah took the plate from her hands and set it on the table and invited her in. Behind her was her 3 year old daughter Aubrey. Edith and Aubrey sat on their bed while Sarah sliced the potatoes for Jacob to fry.They talked a bit and then left.After eating chops and chips with a variety of sauces they sat on their bed.There was no television. What were they supposed to do.Jacob went over and dug in his box, he pulled our a back of playing cards.He said " lets start with 9 cards then we will go to something more exciting, I want to have you fired up for the next game".
Sarah and Jacob was in a good place, financially they were doing well.They had moved into a bigger place with a sea view. It was a 3 bedroom flat. They had installed blue thick lino onto the floors before they moved in. It was the last flat on the top floor. The rooms were large. The spare room they had moved all their unpacked goods. They had bought a wardrobe for themselves a television, television stand, 2 plate stove, refrigerator and the most important thing in Sarahs opinion was a microwave.They were now enjoying married life. Living how they wanted to. Ate and did things to their own agenda.Sarah was still working for the same hospital whilst Jacob had gotten a better paying job at another big hospital. He spoiled Sarah every weekend buying her delicious breads and sandwiches, pizzas and bagels from the shopping centre near his work.Sarah felt sick one morning, unable to go to work. She vomited till there was nothing m
After Sarah and Jacob were married and moved out together, next on the hit list was Nash and Nat. From the beginning they were against them. But Sexy Sue and Chuck together with Emily could use this to their advantage. One afternoon as Nash returned from work he found a bin bag at the front door with all his clothes. His mother stood at the door, Chuck stood behind her. Mr Daniels was at work. "So if you won't leave Natalie, you should go stay with her" his mother spat out at him. Nash, shocked, angered and hurt picked up his packet and left. He had no car so he walked to Nats place which was 15 kilometers away in the next neighborhood.Nash knocked on her door. Nat was surprised to see him on a Friday night, she could see the sadness in his eyes and offered him comfort as he told her what has transpired.Her father was on extremely sick with renal failure in hospital and she could not tell him that Nash would be staying with her. She told her mum who was ver
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