Jane’s point of view:
“we called this meeting because, we know, what we want, and we want peace on social media” my mom, only if she knew how much I would give right now, to squeeze her neck.
“and I and Shirley, we’ve reached a score, and It will be between the two parties” I sat opposite Steve, and my mom sat opposite Shirley.My mom takes a gulp of water then drops her glass, then looks up at Steve with disdain. She continues.“so, about the marriage” she looks at me nervously.“we need to know how the relationship arrangement will be, between Steve and jane, and uh, Shirley has a contract, she will need the both of you to sign, that is after going through it Jane” looking at steven she gives him a blank look.“Steve, you will have to go through the contract too, its not like you have anything to lose”Says mom to Steve.Stevens point of view:Running my eyes through a lot of things, my schedule and I am so grateful for Shirley, she’s been my shield, my friend and a very great manager, I am really happy with all she keeps on doing.“so, there’s no time for break then, its work throughout the week” I definitely am not complaining I mean it’s an upgrade from what I used to believe, there’s a lot of earnings, and there’s been a massive publicity so far, and for that alone I am joyous my mind keeps going back and forth from before and now, from an extremely rich person, that comes from a very prestigious home, to someone who doesn’t even have a home, someone who doesn’t even know where the next meal will be coming from, then to a model who is trending all over social model, both trolls and fans all of which promote me.As I seat on top a chair in the dressing room waiting for my photographer my mind wanders towards Jane, which have been happening a
THREE MONTHS LATER: Jane’s point of view:After the whole charade, it paid off, first we have Steven travelling around the world and making a name for the company, and we have us getting married two weeks ago, it wasn’t a nice experience if I have to be completely honest, and it’s even worse because I and Steve have to play lovey dovely again, since we have aunt Martha coming over for dinner soon enough. As usual I and Steve are in the same room but it looks like we aren’t, he’s scrolling through his phone, and I am just here staring at the ceiling, praying so hard that mom or Shirley comes. Finally we hear the clicks of heels, oh I know who it is already before she even shows her face, mom walks down the stairs trying so hard to make the best impressions she’s all smiles and immediately the silly plans we both made to strip Steven bare of any fortune he has, has me feeling so guilty, I even use my hand
Steven’s point of view:And so, there’s been a lot of days when I’ve had worse things thrown at me, but never has it ever been like this there’s been lots of times when there have been embarrassments, and a couple of times when I shed a few tears, but right now, I can’t seem to comprehend. So, I left the place for Jae, simply because I am trying to avoid everything that has to do with her. Taking out my phone I scroll through every available document I should have in my phone.“the extent of wickedness” I say, the extent at which it grows day by day in my life.She just stayed there and watched as her mother insulted me, I guess having being a participant of the whole thing, she feels guilty and all.“she saw me, and she said nothing, she didn’t even walk me through the path of embarrassment, maybe trying to let me know of what happened, just giving me a snippet would have been nice”The documents on my phone don’t
Jane’s point of view:“you know you should also learn to apologize to your wife, instead of just leaving the house each time we have a fight, it’s not such a pleasant news to the ear” I look at my so-called husband, the anger from the other time still present, like how could he not understand the wrong he did. And to crown the whole thing up, he doesn’t even have the tiniest bit of remorse on his face, its just like even my mere presence has already caused him a loss.“I think you are supposed to be the one apologizing, I mean I wasn’t the one who kept secrets from you” he stands and walks to stand in front of me, after looking me up and down he puts his hand in his joggers pockets, then with his back facing his table he takes a few steps till his backside rests on his desk.“what’s the issue Jane, what more do you want from me, what else do you want me saying to you” I nod with li
Stevens point of view:It wasn’t as long as I thought it would take, no it wasn’t, it was just a basic system of power. After two weeks of the jean incident, she wasn’t secure anymore, there was backlash, that implicated the society of fashion, implicated “MACPHERSON” its name was now treated as scum, well at least jane’s jeans was now scum, and that is a bad thing because now we had to travel elsewhere and we have to stay together and staying together is not something that is advisable at this moment.“but one thing I’m not happy about is the fact that I am leaving my mom alone” I nod at her because it definitely isn’t advisable, at this moment, that Miss Martha is such a wicked character, and I definitely am getting so tired of hearing anything concerning her ceramics company, and you know the fun-fact about this so-called Martha, well it’s the fact that she also has an unlucky jean
Jane’s point of viewMy whole life I have never felt this depressed, I can’t even sleep, I have called mom like a hundred times already, still she isn’t picking up, I don’t even know where to start from anymore.But all the same I still thank God for this night because Steven really came through, he helped me in a lot of things, from the talks, to the ice-cream, to even the small body contacts it was really nice. A smile graces my face when I think the more about it. But now, all I have to put my focus on, is the image that I so took my time to build, my body goes weak just thinking of what has already happened, those jeans that I put my time and strength into have already been destroyed.I put my head back on my pillow when I think of how much I have to do once I get up, calls that I have to make, and even small meetings I would have to hold on zoom, its way off the chart to ask aunt Margarette for help especially once it has
Steven’s point of view:I take my MacBook to the sitting room, so I have been trying to take some nice pictures of my wife with my phone, because my really nice manager says I should take unknown pictures of her and post on my social media, asides lying to the media and saying how important my wedding day was I think at this moment I have to go normal on it, so she is lying face up and in a deep sleep, but I have to say, she still looks so beautiful, and it makes me feel so lucky, like I can’t even breathe whenever I see this, I mean, how can someone be so so beautiful, its like she doesn’t even try to, after the mini edit I upload it to my Instagram and twitter account myself, in quote, “my sunshine”.I smile profusely when I tag her, it looks like I can’t even understand why I choose to upload I at this moment.“having to understand the human emotion, is such a confusing thing to do” I immediately shut my mac, and
Jane’s point of view: Well it was time to go back home, and I have to say these past few days have been nothing but bliss, like I feel content now, sitting close to my so called husband, although I have to say I feel jittery and so nervous now, my mind isn’t at rest I feel unease all around me, unrest, even my so called model palms are sweaty. “Hey!” Steven calls me back to reality, ‘are you alright?’ he asks me, the emotions in his eyes are as clear as day. He scoots closer to me, his voice choked up with emotions; he puts his hand around my shoulder, “what sup?” I shake my head from left to right trying to let him believe all is well, but my face as usual betrays me, even my countenance and the whole vibe I give off is sad. “What do you mean nothing?” he removes strands of hair from my face. “well it’s just, I am very scared, you know, coming back to aunt Margaret and all, even mom, I kind of loved when I had some space to
Jane’s point of view:I stand beside the bar, watching as she publicly takes Steven away from me, and that makes me feel like a puppet, when they get to the dance floor, she raises her hand up, probably telling the dj to switch to something slower, and yes indeed I was correct, while I sit in the darkness and sip my scotch, I watch as both my husband and soon to be official rival dance along to the music, the swaying f her hips makes it hard for me to be happy and trust that nothing will go wrong, and from anywhere you could see her nipples pointing through, almost threatening to pierce through the dress she’s putting in, I feel threatened okay, from the thin excuse of the dress she is putting on, you can outline the beautiful and seductive shape of her body, even the shape of her breasts are gorgeous, the rate at which my heart beats goes up, when I see her taking hold of my husband’s hand and putting it on her breasts, her breasts
Steven’s point of view:It was late, when we got down, but I couldn’t take my eyes off her, it was like for me she was the star of the night. And her eyes look so beautiful, and then the way the gown accentuates her figure, it makes it hard for my eyes to leave her. And it was indeed same for her fans. Shouts of praises were thrown at her as she makes her way through, this time around though, there was no hair to fling, but she looks so gorgeous on a low cut.Well as for I, I think I’m just looking forward to going back home, because I am dead beat tired, from all the moving around I have been doing today, Shirley made me go places with her, in secret she says, its she trying to help my career as a model and I respect her for trying her best to help me out, the way she’s been looking out for me is just phenomenal, and her daughter Sharon has also been coming around, if only I could repay anyone, it would be Shirley, oh
Jane’s point of view:I let his hands circle around my waist, they were warm, and they ignited the fire within, I wanted more, I wanted more hugs, more kisses, more cuddles.“I know you’re awake now” says my husband; his voice sounds so pleasant in the morning.“yeah I knew you knew I was awake” after a while of just staying in each other’s arms I jump down the bed, and walk naked into the bathroom to have my bath.“Can I join you?” comes Stevens’ voice.“Why not?”It was late at night when I heard and read in the news that the birthday party was supposed to be a masked party, so we all are to put on a mask. I had on my gown after a much needed wash and make-up, and I had on a black heel to complement my dress, moving into my closet I decided to use one of my old masks , because I couldn’t stress myself, I would meet up with St
Steven’s point of view:It was last night I saw just how beautiful she looked. I’m talking about mercy, she came over for a barbecue invite, and it was nice I have to say, she walked up to me in that skimpy dress and she smiled, bringing her ever slender hands out she took one of my hands into both of hers.“I gave Jane something to I’ve to you” she said, almost like a whisper making my eyes focus more on the redness of her lips.“Yeah, yeah she actually did, and I appreciate you for inviting us, we will make sure to be there” she nods and finally releases my hands from her grasp.“congrats though, on turning 27, it’s not an easy feat” she giggles using her hand to cover her mouth, she throws here head back, and it reminds me of a particular time I used to have a thing for my bestie.“Oh Steve, thank you so much for everything, especially inviting me over”
Jane’s point of view:“What do you mean Mercy?” her slender hands make contact with my skin, and I can already feel how soft they are.“What I mean Is this” she pauses and looks at me, her hands moving higher.“Your aunt Margaret just told me of how she plans to take away your so called husband from you” her smile for me looks very creepy and not nice.“But we love each other, you know” I tell her.“Well I have a crush on him, and I really want to have him for myself, you see I already have plans to have something with him, so why don’t we work together, that’s actually the reason I came here if I am being frank with you” I don’t know why but I felt a major sting of pain in my heart region, like a major constriction.“But he’s my husband”She smile sat me and then nods.“You know
Steve’s point of view: “it’s a little bit damp I know” jasper my new friend says as he splashes water around my apartment whilst shaking his hair.“yeah a little” I mutter while cleaning the drops water off my shorts. “anyeways hows your wife doing” yeah we are just friends so I guess he doesn’t have the right to know of the arranged marriage just yet. “Well she’s doing just fine, we just spoke a few hours ago” I chipped in the last part just to ward off any form of suspicion.“Anyways heard you’ll be working on a new project with mercy, that color activist”“it’s not yet certain Jasper, although I wish to work a little far away from my wife’s family, kinda helps in sanity you know” Jasper laughs and then takes a seat. “well I know just how you feel, I mean it isn’t right to keep living of off your wife’s pocket for a long time” I nod like I even understand what he means, not what I am
Jane’s point of view:Looking at the both of them, my chest beats so frantically, I look back at my husband, and I am tempted to really hug him, but even I know that we haven’t gotten to that level of closeness to begin hugging one another when we are feeling low or troubled.“I wish I never met you guys though” Steve mentions as he looks at me and then back at the ceiling, he immediately stand up, takes a deep breath then puts his hands into his pockets and leaves me alone with Mr. Whitestone looking creepily at me, at this moment I really didn’t care, because I had other issues I really wanted to think of, but the more I stayed the there, the creepier his stare became, and even I knew that at this moment I couldn’t handle it despite the level at which my mind was clouded with thoughts.“Could you leave my space, Mr. Whitestone?” he nods and takes a step backward, alright that baffled me. I have to tur
Stevens point of view:The flashlight coming from the numerous cameras going off and on, really has me wishing I had shades on, it’s a major turnoff seeing this shots happen in front of me every day, like it’s a ritual I’ve come to detest.“Let’s walk farther away from here Steve”whispers my wife into ear. I nod and begin walking faster; my ears could detect every noisy whisper in the background, even the continuous screeches of fans and their endless wails.“Come along” that voice, I turn and come face to face with Aunty Margaret.“if we could talk inside that will be better” says Margaret I look at my wives face only for me to come face to face with a red face, we walk faster so as to avoid the never ending clicks of phones and cameras, but it’s like the more we push the farther I feel from the company’s door.After several pushes and clicks of
Jane’s point of view: Well it was time to go back home, and I have to say these past few days have been nothing but bliss, like I feel content now, sitting close to my so called husband, although I have to say I feel jittery and so nervous now, my mind isn’t at rest I feel unease all around me, unrest, even my so called model palms are sweaty. “Hey!” Steven calls me back to reality, ‘are you alright?’ he asks me, the emotions in his eyes are as clear as day. He scoots closer to me, his voice choked up with emotions; he puts his hand around my shoulder, “what sup?” I shake my head from left to right trying to let him believe all is well, but my face as usual betrays me, even my countenance and the whole vibe I give off is sad. “What do you mean nothing?” he removes strands of hair from my face.“well it’s just, I am very scared, you know, coming back to aunt Margaret and all, even mom, I kind of loved when I had some space to eat chocolate”