Josh Xavier“Many times bad things happen to us and everyone expects us to get over it quickly and move on with our lives. But it's not always so easy to get over things, nor is it so easy to move on. And it's stupid of anyone to expect that”, I said to myself angrily the morning Charlotte and her daughter, Kelcie arrived.My life was different from what it used to be. Three months ago I was involved in a fatal car accident which changed the course of my life. Everyone who has come to visit me since the accident has expressed how lucky I am to have survived the accident. “But what is the use of being alive if I can never walk again? What sort of man have I become? A handicap? I, Josh Xavier a disabled person ", I said and angrily flung the teacup I was holding out of my hand, smashing it against the wall.I hated my life many times I attempted to kill myself but even that I didn't have the balls to do. “Not this Josh Xavier anyway, the former Josh Xavier though. That one had the ball
Charlotte McCartney After the incident with Josh Xavier, I decided once Kelcie was properly fixated on playing chess on my phone that I was going back to confront him for being such a demon and worse of all he didn't even consider the presence of my little girl while he was being so demon possessed. Whatever it was, I resolved that I was going to tell him to at least have the decency to deal with me personally and for the sake of whatever keep it away from Kelcie. I walked to the same room I first found him almost unconsciously. It wasn't exactly his bedroom from what I heard from Lydia. But from the look of it, it seemed like a place you could find him. In my heart I hoped to find him there. The house was still too unfamiliar and that seemed to be the only place I had managed to take note of. On getting to the room, I found the door slightly ajar and he was inside this time though he did not look as disoriented as he looked at first. “Mr Xavier, I'd like a word” I said breathless
Charlotte McCartney I was awoken by Lydia’s polite but firm knock. Polite because she took minutes in between knocks to probably give me time to get up. Its firmness was in its repetition which went on for almost an hour. I was finally awake. “What's the time?” I thought to myself, then I turned to check the time. “11:30!” I screamed, noticing it was already pretty bright. I looked around and Kelcie was nowhere to be seen.“Good morning ma'am”, Lydia greeted as I opened the door to her.“Not to worry your daughter is not lost, she's down in the stables with the horses. She awoke earlier to have breakfast. We both tried to get you out of bed but you seemed too tired. We gave up and just let you sleep”, she said and gave me a warm smile.“I must have really been tired”, I thought aloud feeling a bit embarrassed “Yes ma'am”, she replied. “Would you need me to do anything for you? Breakfast has been served but I can have something sent up for you or if you want to come down to the di
Charlotte The evening seemed to go on pretty fine, better than what happened yesterday. It seemed like all we had to do was to keep away from Josh Xavier's way and all would go smoothly and well. Josh Xavier’s mansion was so well provisioned. I had to do nothing except bathe Kelcie, which I insisted on doing myself. So far, Josh Xavier has kept his side of our marriage agreement by providing for Kelcie and me.Dinner that evening was served with a bowl of chocolate marshmallow as dessert. The meal was as sumptuous and tasty as ever but Kelcie could not get over the chocolate marshmallow. “This chocolate marshmallow is very sweet, Mom. I love it”, she said to me immediately after she tasted it. She looked like she could cry from its sweetness.“Is that so honey?” I asked, tempted to taste it as well and I did. It was the best chocolate marshmallow I had ever tasted in my life.“Yes, honey, I agree with you. I think I love it too baby”, I said to Kelcie as we dug in.“Mom will Ms Lyd
Charlotte McCartney There was something really strange about seeing Josh Xavier lying helpless on the ground like that. I stood there for what seemed like a while completely shocked and unaware of what to do “What the hell are you doing here?” I heard him yell and that was enough to jolt back to reality.“Are you alright Josh?” I asked, in utter thoughtlessness. Of course, he wasn't all right; he was bleeding and in serious agony.“Get the hell out of here! Get out!!” He made an attempt to get up but failed and fell back. “Didn't I warn you to stay out”.“Josh, you need help”, I said, bending down and trying to take a better look at what had happened. “You're bleeding what happened?” I asked.“None of your fucking business”, he yelled loud this time that I feared that Kelcie, several doors away, would wake up. “I can take care of myself I don't need any help from you. So stop the pity party and get the hell out of here right fucking now”.“Do you know that staying there like that co
Charlotte McCartney“Baby come and put on your coat, it's really cold outside”, I called after Kelcie. She was so excited about her horse riding lesson, she did not want to be late.“No, Mummy, I'll be late to see the horses, and if I go late, I won't play with them for a long time", she said with a little pout.“Oh, come here, baby. What do I always tell you?” I asked with a mild sort of seriousness.“Don't play in the cold”, she answered resignedly.“And what happens when you play in the cold?” I asked with the same tone as before.“You get sick”, she replied even more resigned than she was at first.As I walked her off to the door, we were both greeted by Lydia and two other strange-looking men. “Hello Mrs Xavier, hello Kelcie, how are you both doing today?” Lydia said, smiling at Kelcie warmly.“Are we going to see the horses right now?” Kelcie asked impatiently “Come on honey, be nice to return Mrs. Lydia's greeting,” I said, scolding her.“Good morning, Miss Lydia”, she said a
Charlotte McCartney At the stable“Now here is Aussie. She's a Fallabella, one of the rarest breeds in the world as well as the rarest breed of horses we have here. Isn't she a darling?And here is Rawrunner we call him that because of how fast he runs, he has won every single race we have signed him off he's more less my favorites”, George said moving from horse to horse. It was obvious that George was having more fun on this tour than most of us. Clearly the boy loved his job.“The ponies Mr stable man, the ponies”, Kelcie said,complaining as though this view was exactly what she wanted to do.“We are getting to it”, said George amiably. “Just a little patience is all it takes”, he added, flashing Kelcie a gentle smile.“But I want to see the ponies now”, Kelcie said, protesting.“Come on baby, let's be a little patient with Uncle George here okay?” I said mildly, scolding her.“Okay mummy”, she said, retired.We strolled through with George at the lead and Kelcie following closel
Charlotte McCartney Later that day, after lunch, I left Kelcie in Lydia's care and went to visit my sick grandfather at the hospital. Grandfather had been sick for a very long time and had been admitted in the hospital for months.As I sat here in Grandfather's hospital ward, I reminisced on distant, more sweeter times. When life was easier, friends were the obvious ones and foes hid far away from sight. Anytime I come here I can't help but remember times like those. Basically my grandfather was a reminder of such times, he was my friend, confidant, protector, and yet as I sat here watching him breathe raspily through the oxygen tank I felt a little gratitude that at least all the drama was happening far from here,far from him.It is not as though I doubted my grandfather's ability to protect me at this time. My grandfather was nicknamed The Lion of McCartney by those who knew him well. Up until when he took ill he kept up the reputation of that name so it wasn't exactly his ability
Charlotte McCartney By the time I opened my eyes, the car had stopped moving. “We have arrived at our destination Ms Charlotte”, Jason said it felt like he had already said that earlier, but I was not sure exactly. “This is where I say goodbye”, he said, smiling warmly. “We are at the airport now”, I said, more to myself than to him. “We are at the airport now ma’am”, He told me. Obviously, he had not heard me.“Wake up baby, we're here now”, I said, tapping Kelcie lightly. “Wake up my baby”, I added, shaking her a little more vigorously.“Mommy”, she said, rubbing her sleepy eyes with her palms.“Wake up baby you'll have plenty of time to sleep”, I told her, smiling calmly.“Are we there now?” She asked, a little more awake.“Yes baby, we are”, I answered calmly.“yay! We are here!” Kelcie said, fully awake now. Jason held the door open for us as she spoke.“This does not seem like the regular airport, Jason. Or am I mistaken?” I questioned, with raised brows.“You are not mista
Charlotte McCartney“Mommy are you okay?” Kelcie asked, during the course of our ride to the airport.In truth, it was pretty evident that I was not very much interested in the whole display that went on there.“I'm fine Princess”, I smiled, trying to conceal the anxiety and fear which had been aggravated after our appointment with Maketov.“Are you sure mommy?” she inquired further as though it was pretty evident that whatever I seemed to be hiding was not all that hidden.“Mommy is fine my baby”, I said, drawing her to myself this time. It was amazingly soothing holding her in my arms as she wondered exactly what was going on. “Mommy is just a little in doubt”, I explained, minutes into embracing her. “Though it's nothing to worry about, everything is going to be alright”, I added, holding her much tighter to myself.The whole appointment was a total displeasing experience. It was not because of any unpleasant situation or that the workers within the establishment were slightly unb
Charlotte McCartney“Oh that's a very splendid choice Madame, but would you mind if I asked you a question though”, Maskatev said, in an exquisite manner.“Oh no problem”, I said. “Go ahead and ask”, The man was evidently not the kind you denied such indulgence.“Why choose the cream colour?”, he asked a simple question, even though it was not one I had anticipated for at that moment my mind had completely gone somewhere else entirely.“I don't know”, I confessed. “I guess cream suits me a lot better. I like it, it's simple and looks comfortable”, I said trying to give an explanation.“But you haven't even tried it on yet”, he said with a little smile on his lips. “Come on, people get her into that dress for me”, he said and almost as soon as this was said, about five or six attendants hurriedly came to my side and escorted me to the end of the room where the dressing room was. The rest of them stayed back with Kelcie.The girls had me in the dress in no time and before I knew what w
Whitney McCartney “Hi mother”, I said, as I approached her. “Whitney”, Mother replied simply, without taking her eyes off the magazine she seemed to be engrossed in. For some reason though, I did not think she was really interested in the magazine. It felt like she was only acting to be interested in it just so she would avoid talking to me. I know this because I know Mother. If there was anything really intriguing about that magazine she would have been happy to talk about it.“Or maybe there is something intriguing in it and she is just too angry at me to want to tell me about it”, I thought. The thought of this cut me deeply. “This is all because of that stupid Charlotte that just refused to stay where she was supposed to be. I still don't know what was the need to do a wedding to solidify their stupid marriage in the first place. Talk more of making a big deal out of it so much as to come all the way here, to this mansion to inform Mother and try to rub his love for her in eve
Charlotte McCartneyMr Peter Masketov himself along with a chain of assistants were outside waiting by the time we got there. “Mommy is that for us?” Kelcie inquired as soon as we got to where the small crowd of people converged.“I don't know Kelcie, let's see”, I replied, “let's see”, I repeated in my heart. “Alright, let's do this”, I said out loud, as the car revved to a halt, talking to myself much more than I was even telling her. We got out of the car. And set to head on to meet with the small crowd that was already smiling at us, a gesture of goodwill and show of an anticipated presence.“Ma'am”, the driver called back as we were about to join the convergence. “What time will be convenient for me to come back? I already have a time set to return but the boss signified that I inquire if you may want to take out some more time to do some other things before I return to take you to your destination” he said, speaking politely.“The boss, Josh” I thought. Up till now, I had not s
Whitney McCartney For the first time in my life I feel so insignificant. This house, this mansion where I was born, where I have always called home feels like a strange land to me. “What is this?” I asked rhetorically, noticing a fading drawing on a small part of the mansion’s entrance. I walked closer to see what it was. “What is this? Why am I just seeing this?” I asked myself as I stared at the fading image of a lion. “Oh it's probably Grandfather's lion painting, the one mother was planning to have redrawn. So this is where it was?” I thought. I had not noticed it in all the years I had walked past that entrance.“Everything feels so unfamiliar. This unusual silence that is screaming so loudly only began after Charlotte’s uninvited and unwelcome visitation. Why did she have to come here anyway? Why could she not stay where she was? Why did she come here? She should have stayed there, where she belongs, with that broken piece of shit that calls himself Josh”, I thought, angrily.
Charlotte McCartney“Weeeeeeee! That's how the plane goes mommy, weeeee!” Kelcie said completely ecstatic. I wondered how it was possible to not have been infected by this cheerfulness. Evidently Josh had made it happen. Her dream of flying was finally coming through and yet I couldn't find it in me to be happy because I knew what happened and certainly what lay ahead may only have looked good but was not at all. “Before I forget, your friend Maddie will be joining you two at the resort”, Lydia informed me. “She will be coming with a couple visitors”, she added.“Which visitors?” I asked, a little worried. I did not mind Maddie joining us at all. She would even be good companion. “But who else would she bring?” I asked myself, not wanting strangers. “It would be easy to face my embarrassment with Maddie and Kelcie alone. Maddie could even defend me if the need arises” I thought.“Don't worry, it's not too many people. She will be coming along with her sister and her sister's daughter
Charlotte McCartney“Mommy! mommy! Get off the bed, we are already late”, Kelcie said, shaking me from my sleep.“I must have fallen asleep again”, I thought, recalling I wanted to shower earlier.“Late for what?” I asked, still very much asleep. Apparently, her shakes were courtesy of the fact that her baby strength had very little impact in doing what she had intended to do.“Come on now Charlotte, you can't still be this sleepy”, Lydia said. I hadn't even noticed she was also here too.“I'm really having a hard time knowing what I'll be late for”, I answered her.“Oh so you really have forgotten then?” she replied even in my daze I could hear the mild surprise in her voice.“Mommy, we're supposed to go and see the dressers today”, Kelcie replied this time.“Oh yes Charlotte”, Lydia joined in,”Your appointment was set for this date, today”.“Oh that”, I recalled loudly. “Is that even still happening?" I thought to myself. Today I was supposed to go to check out my wedding dress, fin
Charlotte McCartney By the time I came out of the bathroom my baby was no longer sleeping. She had turned on the bedroom light and was already out of the room as she usually did in the mornings. I looked up at the antique wall clock in our bedroom, “7:41am”, I said. “Kelcie must be having her milkshakes by now or just talking to Lydia”, I thought, then it hit me like a blow.“Lydia knows”, I said out loud. “She knows. There is no way she doesn't know. She was the one who called Josh to come and conduct the wine tasting. We were supposed to do it together but she excused herself. I'm sure she would have expected me to do the same as soon as Josh arrived but I stayed, foolishly”, I thought.“That's what mother always talked about. This is the same thing mother always said about me, the same reason she's always complaining. I'm so stupid. I never think before I act. I'm just so stupid. I could have left. There was nothing stopping me from leaving. But I stayed. Why? I could have left it