EMMA.Kristy was the first to call. I picked up as soon as her name popped up.“Hey,” she said to me. I remained quiet. I didn't trust myself to speak. I covered my face with my palm, trying to push down the sobs. “Hey,” she said, again. Her voice was soft, and soothing. I felt the dam break loose. I closed my eyes, trying to contain the tears that were threatening to break open.“I don't know what to do,” I said in a hushed tone.I really didn't.“I understand,” she replied. “It's my fault. I shouldn't have advised you to trigger her.”“No, you were just trying to help.” I corrected her. Placing blame wouldn't help any of us.I listened as Kristy took a deep breath. “At least she hasn't released your identity yet. That means you still have time to fix things up.”“I don't know what to do,” I revealed. I propped an elbow on my desk.She sighed deeply. “From last night, I could tell you really wanted Alex. I know you still do, but we can't always have what we want. Do you get what I'm
ISABELLA.Emma should've known better than to toy with me. After all the mercy I had shown her, she thought it wise to play games with me. I picked up the wine bottle, and poured generously in my glass. That girl had some nerves. An ungrateful fool she was. Who did she think she was playing with? I recalled how she narrowed her eyes, daring me to carry out my threats. The fool thought Alex would be able to save her. I laughed out loud. He wouldn't even be able to save himself once I decided what to do with him. She fucked my husband, took him from me, and felt she had won. No one ever goes against me, and wins. I would teach her that wonderful lesson.I was still in the business of plotting my next move when I heard my phone ring. I looked down to see it was El calling. A smile crept up my face.“Girl!!”she exclaimed as soon as I picked up. The excitement was hard to hide. “Girl!!” She exclaimed even harder. “You know I love you. I love how smart you're handling this.”I chuckled da
EMMA.Alex left the office barely three hours after I had a talk with him. I had watched as he took long strides out of the office. I wanted to ask where he was going to, or what plan he had to solve things, but I couldn't. Just in case the tape got leaked, I needed to keep my profile low. Who knew? Maybe Isabella had more pictures of us in compromising situations. The media would eat that up.I took a deep breath, as I watched him walk in. Unlike his usual guard team, he was surrounded by women. One of the women gently massaged her arm, as they walked behind him. They were muscular, huge, and their faces were stoned in a frown. The one to the left had her hair up in a ponytail, and the other was in a buzz cut. Both parties took long, heavy strides.Alex walked into his office with them. I counted to two hundred, and they walked out. Their faces were still locked, but their movements changed. They walked easily, more feminine. I watched one whisper into the other's ear, pointing towar
EMMA.As expected, all the girls pulled up to my home. Aaliyah had somehow heard about it, and she left her shift at the hospital to attend to me. We had been talking for hours, and I had narrated all I could. I was confused, tired, scared, panicking, offended, and sad. I felt a thousand emotions at once. I wasn't even sure I would be able to handle all I was feeling.Faith gently rubbed my back with her palm. “You'll be fine,” she consoled me.Kristy looked into nothingness. She hadn't said a word in a while, and that was highly unusual. Everything today was unusual.“I have a bad feeling Alex will mess things up,” she finally said. I released a deep breath. Her silence was scarier than her words. “That's not a suitable thing to say at this moment,” Faith scolded.She shrugged, ignoring her opinions. I laid my back on the chair. Aaliyah walked into the room. She had changed from her scrubs. I watched as she rubbed her eyes. I could tell she hadn't gotten a good night's rest in day
EMMA.“I do have a question though,” Aaliyah spoke up, almost as soon as I conceded.Kristy did not hide her disdain. “What’s your question?” Aaliyah dropped the cup in her hands. “What guarantee do we have that this plan will work? I think it's better for us to wait for Alex. Who knows? Your plans might clash with his, and it'll cause a real problem.”“If Alex has a plan, he better step on it. I just know my girl won't sit by, and wait for him to solve things. She has been waiting for ages, and take a look at where we are.” Kristy replied. She turned to me. “I don't advise you to wait for Alex, but the ultimate choice is yours. What do you want to do?”“I think it's better we solve the problem ourselves. We can't keep waiting.” I replied, maintaining eye contact with Aaliyah. I watched her bite back her rebuttals. “If that's what you want, then I'm in support.” She finally agreed.I took a deep breath. “Now that we have that settled, we need to get into the real deal.” Kristy spoke
EMMA.The bouncer's threat must have slapped some sense into me, because I took a step back realizing how far I'd come. The alcohol seemed to be wearing off so easily. I was still drowsy, but I at least felt sane. I took another step back, and almost fell on my heels. The bouncer reached out, stretching a hand of help.“Get your hands off me!” I smacked his hands, as soon as they touched me. I didn't want help from a man who had threatened me.The music was still loud, and buzzing. I covered my ears with my palm, trying to shield myself from the loud noise. My head was banging, and everything looked like it was floating. Luckily, I was able to see Kristy, and Katy. They were still at the counter, having a drink. I watched as Kristy scooted closer to Katy, whispering something in her ear. She turned slightly, to take a view of the man behind her, and then shook her head in disapproval.Was Kristy already in search of another man? I knew she wouldn't deal with the infidelity her fiance
EMMA“I'll be there in a minute,” was the only thing I could manage to reply. I dropped my hand to my sides, unable to move. I should be running, panicking, searching for a way to save my sister, but I couldn't. It felt like the entire universe had paused on me. Why was this happening to me? Why was it all happening at once? Now? Why did it have to be now? Why was I always unlucky? I walked towards the door, feeling the weight of every footstep I took. Maybe I wanted to stay back, in here, hiding myself from the responsibilities, and problems out there. I didn't want to go out. I didn't want to face Zara. I didn't want to face the tape, I didn't even want to know if it was out. I just wanted peace. I couldn't handle anything else. I looked around, and found some maids were approaching me. For a minute, I considered running out, but then they were already heading squarely towards me. Whatever would be the outcome of this, I would face it.“Ma'am, how may we help you?” One of them aske
ISABELLA.Alex had an annoying attitude of not sticking to time, or schedule when it came to me. I knew that he only did that to me, because I had seen him leaving for meetings with others. He would usually leave minutes before the due time, and hang around the area so he would be fashionably late. In my case, he sometimes forgot our outings, or simply came hours later. Back then, I had adjusted to that because I was simply trying to understand him. Now, he seemed to have forgotten the power was in my hands. I could make or break his little princess. I chuckled, as I brought out my phone. I had been in the diner for ten minutes, I would give him five more minutes of grace. If he wasn't present after that, we would just have to see where the world took us.As I closed my handbag, I perceived a particular scent approaching me. I looked up to find Alex at our table. For some reason, he still took my breath away. He was dressed casually, and his hair was still a bit wet. I wanted to lean
EMMAAs I approached Isabella, she eventually paused then turned around. I watched as she crossed her arms across her chest, “what do you want?” She asked ,with a sneer.“I want to talk,”She chuckled. “You want to talk. After years of ruining my marriage, you want us to talk? What do you want to talk about?” She spat,I pleaded an arm forward. “Please, just calm down. I have left Alex, haven't I?” She hissed, “We know you only left my husband because you found another site to dig your gold.” I sighed, “you have every right to be mad at me, and to have awful thoughts about me.” I continued, she only glared harder, “I just want you to know that I am sorry. I truly am. I have wronged you in many different ways-”“And you'll do it again.” She cut in.I sighed deeply, “no, I won't. I won't do it again, because I'm sorry. I have left Alex.”“Oh, no no no. You can have him. Gone are the days when I wanted him. You can fucking have him. I'm done with him.”I sighed, “fine. For what it's wo
EMMA I stared at him in shock. He couldn't be serious, could he?“What do you mean?” I asked, confused.“I already knew.” He repeated,He had a sly smile on his lips. I was too stunned to speak. Could this be a dream? A crazy dream. I blinked twice.How could my mother tell him, and not tell me.He saw the confusion on my face, and began to speak, “I know you're confused, but let me explain. Your mother and I already talked about you before you arrived at manhattan.” He explained, “she always complained about you and Alex and how she wished you would always leave him. When I met you at first, I didn't know you were her daughter, but as time passed, I found out.”“Why didn't you say anything?”“You said you weren't ready to talk about it and I didn't want to force you.”I don't know what to say, “I-I…if you knew, why did you still stay with me?”“I met, and studied you. I realized you were more than just a silly affair. Emma, your affair went viral, there's barely anyone who doesn't
ISABELLAI watched as Chris's face bent into a frown. I expected him to stand up to Alex, and claim his position, but either he was too chicken or just knew his place, so he stepped back. Alex stood before me, and I ensured I had anything but the slightest of smiles on my face.I watched as he skimmed me from head to toe. “You look…stunning,” he said,I couldn't remember the last time he had looked at me like that, or even looked at me at all.“Are we going to dance, or will you keep gawking at me?” I asked, raising a brow.He took a step back, “let's dance,” he said, stretching forth his hands. I took it, and followed him to the dance floor.The song chosen was a slow, and soulful one. We danced rhythmically, with his hands on my waist, and mine on his shoulders.I took a whiff of bus perfume, and my knees weakened. Alex never played with scent, and that was one of his most attractive attributes. The dance continued, and I silently searched for El through the crowds. It was hard t
ISABELLA A knock pounded on my door. I knew it could be no one else but him.“Come in,” I said, applying the final touches to my makeup. I knew he wasn't aware that I had changed my mind and would be attending.I listened as the door opened, and he stepped in.“You're coming,” he simply stated,“Yes.” I replied, dropping my lipstick. I stared at my reflection in the mirror, “do you have a problem with that?” I asked, facing him.“No,” he replied, but I could clearly hear the tension in his voice.“What? You don't like that I'll be able to see you stalking her?” I wanted to ask, but I suppressed it. Talking about Emma had gotten me nowhere. It was time to play fair.I picked up my bag. “Can we go now?” I asked,I watched as his eyes fell on my legs. My dress wasn't exactly short, but it held my curves accentuating my look. The dress had an open back, and thin arms, giving way for me to show off my toned skin. My hair was down to my shoulders, and I had red lipstick on.I watched as h
EMMA.The burial was done soon enough, and I wanted nothing more than to return home. New York just felt like the place where all bad things happened to me. I didn't want to return here.I silently remembered Kate and Faith. Both had been unable to make it for the burial, and although I wanted to be infuriated, I knew I couldn't blame them. Faith was in the last month of her trimester, and her husband had informed me she was due at any date. I couldn't risk her losing the baby due to a heart attack from such a news, so we kept it away from her.Kate on the other hand had relocated out of the country with her husband. I was wise enough to know the expenses for returning back were too much. She could repay her respects later on.God, how did we get separated so soon? I always thought we would all grow old together. I sighed. Truly, Kristina had left all she owned in my care, and I didn't know what to do with it. I wasn't sure I wanted to sell the house just yet, but I didn't know what
EMMAAfter days of trial and error, we had finally been able to get Kristina laid to rest. I had thought that by now, I would have left the denial stage, but that was a lie. I was still in denial as much as ever. My mind just couldn't grasp her not being alive and with me. It made no sense.I crossed my arms across my chest as the priest read from the bible. I looked around. Not even one of her family members had made an attempt at attending. Samuel had offered to invite his family to stand in, and luckily, they all did. I was eternally grateful for that.I looked around. The only person that wasn't seated was Samuel's mother. She had excused herself minutes ago.I sniffed, trying to push back the tears that had been formed in my eyes.What would happen to our dreams of growing old together? They were all just…gone! Just like that! Everything we had budgeted.Samuel held my hands tight. He hasn't known Kristina for the longest time, but even he knew how kind of a person she was. If o
EMMA.Okay. This resemblance was beyond extraordinary. I stared at her for a long time trying to decipher if I could spot any difference between her and Kristina. Finally, I closed my eyes.If I hadn't seen Kristina's body rotting on that floor, I would have been so confused she was the one.“Any problem, ma'am?” She asked,I shook my head.Samuel helped me place an order. I sat still, not knowing what to say or do.“Hey,” Samuel said, bowing his head to meet mine.Tears had piled up in my eyes. I wanted feedback from the cops. I wanted to know what had happened to my best friend. “Have you heard anything?” I asked,He picked up his phone, and scrolled through, “nothing yet,” he said, dropping his phone.I sighed. “They're not taking this seriously enough! They need to do better!” I screamed,He touched my back, “darling, I'll ensure that they work faster and put this at the top of their books.”“Thank you,” I thanked him.I was drained. “I want to go home. I'm tired.” I said,and by
EMMA Zara had retained her dorm from last semester. It was a Saturday, and I knew she had no class. I hadn't been good enough of an elder sister to know if she had a job. I sighed. I really needed to change. There was a lot of things I had slacked on.“I'll be out in a few minutes,” I said to Samuel,“Take your time. I'll be working from here.” He replied, bringing out his tablet.I walked out of the car, and headed into her hostel. They were girls everywhere. I looked around, trying to see if I could recognize anyone. My eyes were clouded with tears.“Block C1 room 5,” the words rang in my head, as I continued walking. I looked at the doors trying to determine what block I was on. I silently hoped the room number I had memorized was accurate.After a few minutes of walking, I finally arrived at the said room. I could hear some voices from inside. It sounded like the tv was on. I knocked.“Come in,” Zara's voice replied.I pushed the door open, and she screamed as soon as she saw me.
EMMAI couldn't move. I blinked, but I couldn't move. Samuel dropped the phone on the table, and turned to face me.I opened my mouth to speak, but words wouldn't leave them.“I-”Jesus Christ. He wrapped his arms around me. I still didn't move. My eyes were fixated on it. I couldn't see anything else.Samuel's hand crawled up my head, and he touched my head gently. “I need to move closer,” I said, still in a state of doubt. He moved out of the way, giving me the space I needed. Although, I could see what was before me, I felt like I needed to move closer.This had to be some sort of prank. This couldn't be true.I bent down, and although the stench grew stronger, I ignored it.“She can't be dead,” I whispered.I wanted to feel the tears crawling up my eyes, but I didn't. They refused to fall.“She can't be dead,” I repeated, “she can't be dead and decaying!” I screamed. “No! Kristina is not dead! She can't die! She wouldn't do this to me! She can't do this to me! We are in this l