CALEB I sauntered across the garage and into the main house with Rosy cupped in my arms. I entered the large sitting room and caught sight of Mrs. Joyce setting up dinner for me. Ever since Rosy left, Mrs. Joyce has been a loving and caring mother figure to me. She has never left my side nor has she ever criticized me concerning the rash action I took like the others did. I sighed, taking my gaze away from her. I began to descend the spiral staircase noiselessly. Mrs. Joyce seemed to perceive my presence as she trotted out of the dining room before I ascended the last flight of stairs. “Welcome back, master,” she called out from the bottom of the stairs. I turned around and nodded in response. Her eyes travelled to the human in my arms and they widened in shock. “You brought someone home, sir? This is unlike you, you’ve never brought anyone home ever since your divorce from ma’am Rosy,” she blurted out, staring admiringly at the lucky woman in my arms. If only sh
CALEBThe soft knock on the door got my eyes flying open.I groaned in annoyance, fuming at the unwanted disturbance whoever at the door was giving me this early morning. I sat up and flung a loose shirt over my body before sprinting out of the bed. I shuffled to the door, unlocked it, and pulled it open.“Mrs. Joyce?” I groaned, rubbing my forehead, my lips pursed in anger.“Good morning, sir, I brought your coffee,” Mrs. Joyce beamed.The smile on her face made the anger spurting in me dwindle.I stared at her face wondering why she looked so happy.I have never seen Mrs. Joyce this happy before, could this be because of Rosy’s appearance?“Thank you,” I muttered, taking the teacup from her. I walked to the drawer and dropped the cup, but when I turned around, I found her still lingering at the door.“Is anything wrong?” I questioned.“Should I wake Miss Rosy up?” she asked, her eyes brightening up with each second that ticked by.“No, let her sleep. I don’t think she
ROSYThe striking blue eyes had a strong effect on me when I opened my eyes. At first, I didn’t understand what I was staring into or who the pair of mesmerizing orbs belonged to.My heart raced when my mind became alive and the recognition of the bearer hit me.I sprang up and pushed him away.Caleb staggered back, his eyes were filled with indifference as they stared at me.“You are awake?” He muttered bluntly, leaning against the cabinet.“What am I doing here?” I snapped, glaring contemptuously at him.What was I doing here? Why am I not in in my room at the penthouse and why is Evan not with me, why am I with this betrayer?“It’s a good thing that you’re finally awake, I thought you’ll never wake up. How long have you had such a peaceful uninterrupted sleep?” he muttered, swerving away from the question I asked earlier.“I asked what I’m doing here, I never mentioned anything concerning my sleeping habits!” I groused.“Save your breath and think about last night,” he
ROSY“You?” Caleb muttered, dismay filled his voice.“Let them in,” I said to the security man.He glanced at Caleb to get approval before obeying my order.“Don’t let anyone in,” Caleb said and the security man nodded before sliding out of the room.“I will go out then,” I said and skipped past them, heading towards the door.“Are you going to have me arrested? You think I did it?” He said to Mrs. Joyce as I got to the door.I spun around and faced him, a contemptuous glare on my face.“If you didn’t then who did?” I spat, rolling my eyes at him.The young boy sighed and slumped into a couch.“We have a hard nut to crack,” he sang, rolling a ring around his fingers as he stared at me from the corner of his eyes.“Get ready too, you’ll be going to jail with your boss,” I snapped at him and he scoffed.I opened the front door and stepped out on the porch, yelling for assistance.The cops heard my yell and forced their way through the gate and security.I shed pretentious
ROSY I heard a crash followed by a louder one then a horrific scream. My eyes snapped open and I shot up my head from the tear-drenched pillow. “Caleb? Is that you?” I called out, but my voice only came out as a ghostly whisper. I rubbed my sore throat and cautiously stepped out of the bed that had been my abode for many days. My eyes caught my daughter’s picture and I sobbed, streaks of tears flowing down from my puffy red eyes. I had Sherry two years after my marriage with Caleb. We couldn’t have another baby due to my reckless attitude. Sherry was everything to us, she was our happiness, our joy, and the bedrock of our home. Unlike some kids from wealthy families who turn out to be nasty, Sherry had always been the sweet loving child any parent would wish to have. I and Caleb were the envy of the parents in her middle school. She wasn’t only kindhearted and lovely, she was also the most intelligent in the entire school, and her grades were the best. When she came,
“A divorce… a divorce… a divorce…” I kept stuttering to myself. The glass doors banged together, signifying that he was gone. “A divorce?” I whispered and a bitter teardrop fell off my rheumy eyes. I took in a sharp deep breath to cool my burning lungs and prevent myself from knocking out of a conscious state. Sharp movements from the kitchen startled me. I’m sure it was Mrs. Joyce, she heard every bit of the argument I had with Caleb. I staggered to my feet and slowly gripped the hem of my dress. I shut my eyes and avoided the pictures on the wall, I couldn’t bear to glance at my smiling face on the frame. It felt like poison, a poison I couldn’t elude. I staggered up to the bedroom and collapsed into the bed, tossing and turning in deep grief and pain. How many hours passed after that terrific moment? I couldn’t tell. I hardly glanced at the clock fixed on the cream-colored wall. All I knew was that I fell into a deep sleep that helped to keep me sane for a few hours until a
My eyes slowly snapped open and took in the blinding light rays radiating into the unfamiliar room. I wheezed as the smell of antiseptics swung past my broken nose. “Do you think that act you put on will make me change my mind concerning the divorce?” That was Caleb’s scornful voice. I cranked my head to the opposite side of the direction of his voice. “You better sign the papers, you have until tomorrow,” he grumbled annoyingly. I heard his feet grudgingly shuffle towards the door. I’m sure that the man beside me is not Caleb, he can never be this irritating. Why the hell is he doing this to me? Tears threatened to start a new course but I breathed it in as my mind swung over to Sherry. Perhaps, if he finds out that Sherry is still alive, he will drop the childish behavior. “I saw Sherry,” that was the only reply I gave him. The shuffle stopped and a dead silence fell over the room and lasted for killing minutes. “What did you say?” he finally breathed out, di
She stirred but quickly composed herself and nodded. “Of course.” She walked out of the room in search of a pen. I reached into the drawer and fetched out the papers that Mrs. Joyce had earlier hidden in the drawer from my sight. I flipped through the pages, sniffing. His signature has already been placed, mine was the only one required to officially make us ‘exes’ Gruesomely, my watery eyes scanned the terms of the divorce. I chuckled when I noticed the alimony offered if I accepted the divorce. I had to re-read the papers more than three times before every bit of it sunk in. I was getting a divorce. I was getting a divorce with Caleb. After all my sacrifices and selfishness, I ended up losing him. I sighed and chuckled sadly, the chuckle rose into a horrific laugh that left me choking on my breath. “We are finally getting a divorce, Caleb!” I yelled and laughed, swinging my hair into disarray. The door swung open and Mrs. Joyce scampered into the room, looking mort