I didn't expect much from Jacob. I thought that we were still in love with each other.I thought that there was nothing wrong, although there were signs and I knew of his affairs with Shontell and many others, I chose to hold on that maybe my mind was playing games with me.Until....I opened a message from Shontell, she had screen grabbed at message from Jacob to her that said:" I don't even love my wife. I don't know why I even married her. She is a horrible person."There was more nasty things said about my, but this was what stuck in my mind forever.Now, twelve years later, those words ring in my head.2014Jacob suffered a back injury. It was a slipped disc. I took him to hospital and he was admitted. I was already pregnant for my baby girl. But his injury caused me stress. First trimester, the worst by far. He was discharged but returned with cellulitis to both his arms. He was admitted again and although I had morning sickness all day long, I still made an effort to visit
From smoking Marijuana to sneaking out at night, Jacob became more brave. He now just lazed around all day whilst I handled life. Soon I was on maternity leave and Jacob promised to handle the house, financially.He called up his step brother and made arrangements for a job.It was the most miserable days to come.Every morning, the fat old bloke would come to my house and I would have to make him coffee and breakfast.It actually started of by Jacob asking me to send coffee in a flask each and every morning.I could not understand how this had become my duty when the man had a wife and a mother.If I didn't, Jacob would curse at me. The foul language that past his lips at me was definitely something to be avoided.After almost two months of working at this job for most of the day and night, taking away precious time from our babies, Jacob was not compensated for anything. My car was a mess, he had transported dirty car parts for his step brother, with my vehicle, my gas and my time.
My baby girl was here.I stayed at my parents place for almost a week. Two weeks seemed too long to be an in-house maid. The day after the six day prayer, I left to go home with Jacob. Just like the previous pregnancy, Jacob was at home but things were not done. He rarely visited us at my mums house. I got home to cleaning up a messy house.It felt as if there was a bachelor living in this house.The rental had now increased and I was on maternity leave.With just two thirds of my salary to keep us afloat, I knew I could not just sit by and watch us go without food. Although our neighbor helped us out, we could not rely on them forever.Jacob made no attempt to look for a job. After leaving his brothers workshop he was just staying at home, living his life freely.Two weeks after delivering our baby, I applied to work part time.I was given afternoon shifts. I was still breastfeeding and that made my breasts large and swollen. The feeling of when my baby cried for milk and was hungry
I bash myself emotionally everyday, trying to figure out where I had gone wrong. What had I had done wrong to be an option in his life.As the days went on , I concentrated on my kids.Sarah,oh so strong and stubborn Sarah was now just a choice in Jacobs life.One busy summer's day,I received a call.Jacob had told me he had lost his job."victimisation was his excuse." I questioned nothing further. I believed his words. I rushed from work to give him my car so that he can apply for another job that he had said was already lined up.Little did I know the job lined up was the woman he had lost his job for.Jacob sat at home,whilst I worked and paid bills.I did not mind. I thought this phase would pass.Until he had set up a hijacking with his friends and his brother.Looking back at it now, he had done so much wrong behind my back. Things I had learned off later on in life. Like such a criminal activity ,such as hijacking,car theft which he had made many thousands from.Money that I d
Sarah closed her eyes and started to fantasize in her head. Her zodiac sign was a pisces and that made her into a creative and imaginative person. images formed in her mind and a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth as she imagined her life being transformed for the better.But this time it was more unusual that her usual daydreams. She chose to be someone else and her image was much different. She wanted to feel free, to feel loved, to feel some sort of control in her life. And so she chose to block out the world the reality of her world.Daydream beginsI lay underneath the blanket of stars waiting for my mate. The full moon illuminated the sky. It was a sign of our full strength as wolves. My mate, Seth Rollins was the most beautiful creature I had met. The alpha, next in line to be the leader of the pack, he promised that I will always be his one and only love. I knew that he was promised to the daughter of the neighbouring pack. It was promised at birth to keep the business
I snuck into the house, like a thief, making sure not to awaken my mother. She did not know that I had snuck out just hours ago. I looked at the silver clock above the arch , it was already 5am.Jumping straight into the shower I scrubbed myself until the skin broke and droplets of blood oozed out. The pain from the bruising could not compare to the pain o felt inside.I dressed in my pajamas and headed straight for bed. Drawing the blinds shut, I drifted into a dreamless sleep.3months later.I spent three months of my life crying. Who would want a pregnant ,tainted woman like myself. I was spiralling down into a deep dark place. If it was not for the baby I carried in my womb, I would have ended my life.It broke my mother's heart when I finally found the courage within me to tell her the truth.I never went back to the mansion after that day. My mother,being a single parent was like a superhero but I felt the depth of her wound. She blamed herself for my misfortune." I have made
I closed my eyes and tried to sleep but aunt Tess's words were still swimming in my head. This is a game changer for Seth. I am a Luna. He thought he could break my heart and get away with it but he can't . I won't let him. He will regret the day he had left me. Vengeance crept into my heart. I did not know how I was going to make him pay, but I was going to." Breakfast is ready," I heard aunt Tess's jovial voice from the dining hall.I was barely even dressed, I hurried as fast as I could almost tripping over my own feet."You should be careful. I don't want you getting hurt now.""Sorry aunt Tess." I said as I sat at the table .Taking a slice of toast I coated it with strawberry jam. Today was the first day that I actually felt hungry. I was starving. After three months of morning sickness I was now feeling like myself.We arrived at the coffee shop and it wasn't as little as aunt Tess has said, it was the total opposite.She gave me the grand tour and showed me how to work the ma
"Wow, look at your face." Tyler clapped and laughed loudly." Can't I make a joke. Is it only you who can be humourous?"I didn't know why I was surprised. I shouldn't have cared if he was angry , but somehow I did." So, you aren't upset that I am pregnant?""Of course not Larna. I had known the very first day I met you."I wondered how, I knew only a male wolf would smell my pregnant scent but he was a man." But how?""Your aunt Tess." Tyler smiled.Silly me, how could I possibly think this kind man was a wolf. He was too plain and simple. He smelled of fresh lavender and sunshine. Every possible way a human male smelt and behaved." To be honest, Larna, I really like you. You make the most putrid tasting coffee but I will still drink it."I burst into laughter," my coffee is horrible but you still want to drink it? Why would you possibly want to torture yourself."" Yes. As long as I get to see your pretty face. Anything made by your hand is special."" Tyler, I hate to be a buzz k
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