Chapter one
mom who did you say is coming for the Easter dinner at grandma "She smiled at me"Ohm your uncle Mark. You know its been long since I had seen him. My baby brother. He was just a tiny little thing when I last saw him." Her eyes lit as she recalled his baby form." He was so little yet so handsome just like you. dad, like his dad." She swayed to the other side of the room and I managed to catch glimpse of her tear. Briskly she wiped it off and smiled." you know..." she swiftly turned to face me, a small smile plastered on her oval face." Never mind baby, get me the cane in the garage I want to give it to my mother."I nodded as I dashed out of the room. An involuntary sigh escaped my lips as I grabbed the cane from the far corner of the room. Its shiny armour was the only thing that could help me determine its position." you know Ivy, he was so cute when he was a baby, I bet he now has muscles and girls drooling over him. He was so cute and handsome."Those words greeted me at the door steps." Mom you only met him when he was a baby." I sighed, a small baby laugh escaped from lungs." I can bet a hundred bucks he is now old, wrinkled and ugly" she shot me a death glare." Well what I do know is that... you two will become friends the moment you meet."Friends my foot the, moment you will figure out that he is now ..." Ivy..." the sharpness of my mother's voice from the balcony made me cringe. When had she reached there." Baby your..."What can I do other than listen to my mom bragging about her baby brother? Her ranting was getting the better of me. . How can she talk like that about a person who she didn't know? She was starting to annoy me and I guess she noticed and stopped talking.How foolish of me. If only she would notice just maybe she would put a zipper on her lips but no she continued.Mom and I continued packing as we were going to spend Easter at granny's house. I was a little excited, that just for once ...just this once I would meet mom's siblings.I knew there were there but never met them. If we want to meet them, mom always had an excuse to give. She was always reluctant to talk about her family, her past but today she was blubbering about this sister of hers or the other.Suddenly I missed my siblings, they had been gone for three hours and they weren't back. If they were here, they would love this topic. Especially my little sister, she will go crazy."why are you grinning like that" I snapped my head to meet my mom's questioning gaze.I shook my head."nothing mom. I was just thinking." I shot her a smile. She nodded."mom why didn't we see any of your siblings or even grandma Over the past years." I took a couple of breaths, "or when dead died! I mean disappeared." She stared at me, her lashes lowered, her full lips thinned. She was thinking at least. If anyone had seen her the person would argue that she is pissed. She sighed. Her hazel eyes filled with sorrow and regret." things were hard back then." Her lips curl into a smile, that smile that never reached her eyesThat smile that always tear my heart apart."Ooh" I didn't want to push her button any further. Father had walked away from us, divorced mom and went where the Almighty knows. I sighed as I recalled those days. Mom had suffered from anxiety attacks and depression. Anyone could have manipulated her into doing whatever. Yet she didn't want us to believe that is what happened. She weaved a fake dump story about father's disappearance yet I knew the whole story. I knew he had divorced. For what? Why? Who will answer these troubling questions of mine other than the woman positioning herself as the statue of Mbuya Nehanda, yet she was not ready to face the truth, to face her own kids." Shall we continue mother" my heavy African accent dominating each and every word I say. Every word showed my roots, the roots I am proud of." Ohh sure baby"After a handful of minutes, we were done packing and the two trouble makers bust into the house laughing. I am sure mom had not noticed that they weren't in the house."oooh good you two are back. I guess its time to go then. Your granny has been nagging me for years wanting to meet the three of you."She did? How silly of me. She is our grandmother she is bound to ask for her grandkids.She looked away from us, trying to hide tears that had already clouded her hazel eyes. That was too late. I had noticed them. were they tears of joy? Tears of sorrow? Or tears of regret? Which one mother? Which one is it.I wanted to ask her what was wrong, anyways she would tell me when she is ready. I will not pressure her into doing anything." you three better behave... Terry --Terry"My brother was on his phone as always. His life was now like that since dad walked out on us. He talked less, he was." I will take that from you."Mom said snatching the phone from Terry." What the hell mom. What was that for."His forehead formed deep lines, his teeth clutched. Looking at him now he is a duplicate of dad, he had his brown eyes, dirty blond hair that seem never to be washed. A sharp jawline that could cut any fly that passes. I swayed my eyes to mom, she stared at him frozen. She had also noticed. The effect was brief and she had managed to compose herself in a matter of seconds."You will not use that language with me young man"Her voice was sharp, making Lizzy snap out of her day dreaming. She looked at mom who was already panting." you..."A knock at the window stopped mom. There was an old woman there and looking closely she resembled mom. She was a duplicate of mom or mom the duplicate of her. whatever its still confusing." we will talk about this later."" We will not" he growled as he unhooked the seatbelt.she gave Terry a death glare before she opened the door. slide out of the car gracefully, a smile plastered on her half chopped lips. lips that showed years of sorrow yet coated in a hot red smile that can bring any man to his knees. That any man would want to see every morning yet another hot red blooded one walked away from her. What exactly did she lack. She was exactly every man's dream woman, a curvaceous body, long tanned legs to drool over. Her breast firm, her neck long graced with beautiful pearls. Her wavy hair long and golden to play with during foreplay. What a wonder yet a full grown man walked away? What a world?She embraced granny and we followed."oh me oh my is this Ivy. She has grown into a beautiful woman. "she smiled at me and I watched mom roll her eyes at what granny had just said." you look just like your father dear, tall, tanned, ohhh and those beautiful brown eyes. I..""Mom stop this nonsense, Ivy does not look like him. Shall we go inside its freezing out here." her smile never departing on her lips. Yet her posture rigid. Did grandmother know what had happened to mother and father's relationship? Had she done it on purpose?Granny looked upset and wanted to argue but just let it go. I could see her restraining herself from saying something." Come children, I have made something special for you and." we trailed behind rushing into the cosy little home. Mom had spent most of her childhood here. I felt a little smile crept onto my lips. I am here, in this very house. A house that sheltered a great woman yet small. I swayed my eyes, analysing each and every detail of this house." granny you sure mom..." my words scattered, my throat went dry. I felt as if energy was being drained from my knees. I felt them shake, giving me a warning. A warning of them giving me up.Noo a small scream registered in my head." Hie"I froze as I heard his voice, the agedness of his voice, I analysed its structure. Its deepness. How on earth am I going to survive in this house. His dark hair messy and dirty. His blue eyes, those pink lips. My gaze lingered there for a few. He licked his lower lip. He knew I was looking and he was punishing me for that. But that could nor be for her was my uncle and my blood. The gesture was nothing. I shoved that thought into my brain forcing it to process." seems like someone is already hungry."he chuckled. His voice was husky and low, sending shivers down my lean spine. I jerked my head to meet his piercing gaze. Those blue eyes that seem to be undressing me, hell no there where undressing me, rapping me, ravaging me. If only he was not my uncle. Just maybe I would have allowed myself to enjoy whatever this is. I mentally slapped myself for having that poor mind set."Lizzy have some manners." mom's voice snapped me back to reality. I stole a glance at Lizzy who had her mouth full with Chocolate cookies. I giggled at the sight. My sister and food. But that statement wasn't meant for her. It was meant for me. He was trying to get a reaction out of me."Children this is Mark and where is Lisa."mom questioned. Her focus was somewhere else, looking, she was looking for someone."Here sorry I am late. Oh my God they have grown up. they are so cute."I threw a glance at the voice. She screamed wealth by her appearance. Her fur coat covering the long skinny legs. Her waist smaller than my mom's.She swayed her gaze to me. Her eyes questioned, looking for something. Something to comment, something so nasty.Ooh precious Lord let it not be she is one of the over analysing aunts, I swear if she is hell will not contain the two of us"Wow." Why had l not seen my mom's siblings, why had she not asked them for help when she was almost bankrupt. The bank is about to take our house for it to get its money and here her family is super rich. I shook my head, something doesn't add up."Ooh my God look at you Lisa, you have."I have had enough of family reunion for once.With that I managed to slip out of the room.Chapter two I slid down the slippery stairs, feeling the air leave my lungs a little before l landed perfectly with a simple thud. I dashed through the leaving room to the dining table. “Fuck" I stopped abruptly, assessing everyone sitting at the dining table. I crossed my dangling slicer watch and it was only 6.30 and they were already gathered here. ‘Fuck' I did a little breathing exercise, I rubbed my sweaty hands on my sweaters. I slipped into the chair next to Blue eyes, those dreamy eyes. I swayed my eyes to my mother who was currently set like a statue, her head lowered. Swiftly I moved my gaze to everyone, they all had their heads bowed down. I shrugged my shoulders as I grabbed a bowl full of potatoes, and dished a handful. I cleared my throat as I shoved the food into my mouth. “Dear Lord" She historically dropped her hands on the table and clutched the table cloth a little. Grandma ‘eyes went out of their wrinkled sockets. “Clara what on earth did you teach your
Ivy” I heard someone shaking me, I was deep in my slumber. “Ivy” I groaned as the whisper got persistent. I pulled the blanket over my head. “Ivy “the voice was deep and whisky as it pulled the blanket away from me, I bolted upright, and switched the lamp near my bedside. “what do you want?” I nearly screamed, “shhh, you are eligible for clubs right” I looked up to find Mark staring at me. “it’s late Mark, let me sleep,” I said as l pulled the blankets over my body. “are you this boring? Let’s go to the club, I don’t have a partner, I promise I will bring you back before morning” he said as he pulled me out of the blankets. “fine wait, I need to wear clothes first” he gave me an overall look and went straight to my monarch. He opened it and threw the first thing he came across. “wear that, I am running out of time,” he said as walked out of the room. I sighed as I pulled the skirt and top. “let’s go?” I said as I closed the door. He didn’t even bother looking at me as he saunt
The day dawned crispy and clear. The morning sun poured through my window forcing me to squint my eye as I pulled the blanket over my head. " A minute, just a minute" I whispered to the morning gods. " Ivy" the shrilling voice of my sister brought me anguish. Won't she let me sleep? " Ivy wakes up, your dumb ass," she said as she shook me awake. " Lizzy just a minute" I groaned as I sank into the bed. " A minute! Are you crazy, it’s after one!" she said as she pulled the blankets away. " you went to the club and came back drunk," she said and she scoffed. " And you left me, me your sister. Since when did you start doing things I don't know about, huh?" I groaned and opened my eyes slowly. " Lizzy doesn't open the window," I said as the mid-afternoon sun blinded my eyes. " why? It stings in here" she opened the windows. " But since when did you and Mark go out at night, huh? ". She said as she walked closer to the bed. Even I was wondering the same thing. Had I done something
Shit Ivy you are wet.” The voice was distant. It felt good as that hand creased my breast. His other hand was on my wet thong. “How can you be so wet and so.” He didn’t finish his statement as he mouthed my left breast. I let out a moan. ooh fuck I was enjoying this. He moved his mouth from my swallowing breast to my neck. His tongue explored my neck. I arched my back. His tongue was doing wonders on me. “Mark what are you doing. Someone may come in and saw us.” He moved away from my neck before I even processed what he was doing. The hand that was on my left mound breast moved to my belly. It lingered there causing butterflies in my tummy. “No one will come in.” He said as he made his way to my thigh. He planted a kiss on my thigh. “aaa” I screamed. He quickly inserted his fingers into my mouth. I sucked them. “Naughty girl. you are making too much noise” he mumbled under his breath as he kissed my inner thighs again. How am I supposing to remain quiet when he was doing thi
Chapter6 " Mmm Ivy you are drooling." Mark whispered as he walked past me. "What?" I placed my Hand on my lips. Nothing was there. Fuck, I am stupid. He just busted me and I just confirmed that l was looking at him. He laughed at my stupidity. Aunt Lisa just had the guts to look at me right now. My face was all red from embarrassment. "Morning aunt." I do not know how I managed to let that out. She smiled at me. She motioned me to sit. she placed a plat full of pancakes. "Morning sunshine. Did you sleep well." Lisa asked as she made her way to the cupboard. "She sure did." Mark chuckled. Lisa threw him a dirty glance "Stop teasing her." He chuckled and made his way out. " I was just trying to be nice" he raised his hand in surrender. " Women" he breathed as he shook his head, his messy hair wondering all over. How would it feel to get my fingers tangled in that? I forced myself out of the void of my thoughts. "Did you sleep well?" her eyes held a glint of joy "well not r
Chapter 7 The car suddenly came to an abrupt halt. " did you hear that Ivy?" Mark asked as he tried to put the car into drive but rather it revised. " Something happened in the engine," he said as he stopped the car from going backwards. " let me go and check," he said as he got out of the car. I sighed as I swayed my gaze to my surroundings. " it's going to be a long day," I remarked to myself. I stared at the angry sky, I cursed myself that had gone out without checking the weather first. I always check the weather. I got out of the car and headed toward him. his muscles flexing as he touched from part of the engine to the other. " Find anything?" I asked as stared at what he was doing and those canal images flashed in my mind. I gawked at his hands wondering how they would feel on my skin, wondering how it would feel to trace those thick gains that were protruding on his arms. " I need to go back inside if you don't mind" I mumbled lowly. he only nodded at me. Going back in
Will sleep on the bed while you sleep on the floor" I smiled devilishly at Mark who only but stared at me. " I paid, I decide what will happen" I scoffed at him. This isn't a business deal where he gets to show dominance, I am his blood. And I will sleep on the bed and he on the darn floor. Tonight he will support Florida with his back " we will both sleep on the bed." Blood rushed to my face as I anticipated the unknown. No way was I going to sleep on the same bed as him. " l__" my throat burned, my pelvic ached for something I didn't know. Was it lust that I felt? My body betrayed me like that Judas in the book of Christians. How dumb was that men? " if you don't want to sleep on the floor, and if you don't want to catch a cold, you the one with sore throat." he said, his voice flat. Was he blackmailing me with my own medical record. Surely not. He would not have put himself in such trouble to find mare medicals. " I suggest you come and join me in bed" I stood there for a mome
Chapter 9 I step out of the shower, the cool breeze greeting my body, enveloping it with ice. I shivered as I unhooked the drying towel and careless hung it on my body. I strode to the closet to find anything warm. I fumbled on my body as I tried to get hold of the drying towel. The cold dry wind belittled my body, condemning it for not wearing. I swayed my gaze to find Mark clutching the drying towel. "What the hell Mark?" I said as I tried to get the towel from him. His eyes moved from the towel in his hand to my boobs, he scrolled down to the rosy petals in between my legs. I saw him swallow hard. I felt invaded, the dignity I had left was stripped away from me there. I covered myself with my tinny hands. He dropped the towel. He reached for my ass and grabbed it. Gave it a little squeeze. He drew me closer to him. I pushed him away from me, away from my body. My brain congratulated me yet my body trembled for more. Trembled for sins that were yet to come. Was this what is
Mark’s Provo “ Nah my back hurts” I groaned as I set up right. My head was spinning. My eyes hurt. I had drunk at least four bottles of wine last night. My eyes were bloodshot. I touched the bridge of my nose and cursed. “ daddy you said one should not curse__” she stood at the door, a cool in hand. “ Sorry, Princess. Good morning.” I said, motioning her to come to me. She dashed to where I was. She peered at me, her huge eyes boring into mine. “ morning father.” She smiled. “ you came back late yesterday, I waited for you. Yesterday was your birthday and you weren’t here to cut the cake.” She brushed her doll. “ I even baked it for you and even decorated the room downstairs.” My heart broke into million pieces. She had been waiting for me. My little Annabelle. But the most heartbreaking was my birthday. Had I lost family and friends over the past few years for them to forget? Maybe I wasn’t cut for love, maybe in the future I would be but now all I need is to focus on my bab
Ivy's Provo It was a bright day. A weekend to myself. Annabelle had returned to her father. He had been distantly lately. The last day I saw him was when he came to my house to make me a millionaire. He always sends his head of security with Annabelle. Thinking about Mark wasn’t good. I sighed and moved my trolley of food from one row to another. “ excuse me, can I get those pickles,” I did to the heavily pregnant woman instinct of me. “ sure” she moved aside and I froze. “ Trisha?” my voice was a mare whisper. I didn’t know whether to be happy or to be angry with her. “ Ivy?” she looked shocked to see. “ you have changed?” it was more of a question than a statement. “ so have you, how many kids do you now have?” j asked. “ This is my fourth pregnancy.” She flashed me a smile but I didn’t miss the mock irony in her voice. “ that is great!” l forced enthusiasm in my voice. “ how many children do you have now Ivy?” I watched as she rubbed her stomach. Since when had she become
Mark’s ProvoI stared at the court order.“ the nerve of that woman!” I gulped the whisky and poured another one. I didn’t want her to stay away from her child but this.. this was going to ruin my reputation, my businesses. How could she do this without talking to me first? I would have given her permission to see her daughter. To heck with her and her law degree. She was going to fight to her last blood.I gulped the last glass and made my way to Annabelle‘s room. She was fast asleep. I sighed, the travelling up and down was confusing her life. She needed to settle down. Maybe giving Ivy custody of the child would be better. She would settle down. She won’t have to move with me every time I decide to go for a meeting. As it is, she was already behind with her study.A small knock interrupted my thoughts. “ Boss?” I looked at my head of security. “ did you find anything on her?” he nodded.“ I found her location. It wasn’t hard to find.” I nodded.“ I have alr
Mark's ProvoI stared at her, all I could see was her naked underneath my body. I shook my head as I got my head straight. “ You wanted to talk to me?” she posed the question. I watched her like an eagle. She had settled on the bed, her legs crossed. Her thighs were exposed and at that moment the desire to bed her vanished. She was a temptress. She has been teaching my child bad manners ‘ Sit properly “ I lashed out. She entangled her legs and I cursed as she flashed her inner things “ Ohh I am sorry about that" she flashed her big smile.“ I need you to pack your things and leave my house. Your money has already been deposited “ I breathed out. “ ohh," he said. Had I been neglecting my duties as a father to not notice she wasn’t here for m kids. She was here for me, for the mistress position. She had been neglecting my kid. I clicked my tongue. “ I want you out of my house within the next fifteen minutes. “ I didn’t wait for her to respond. I dashed out of the h
Mark's Provo My phone rang. I let it ring for some time before answering it. It had been ringing for hours I can wait for 60 seconds more. “ Hello, it's Lisa! Ivy Stroked_,” An hour later I was navigating through the body road to get to the hospital. I cursed. If only I had taken more care when it came to her. “ Move your piece of shit!” I shouted at the street vendor. “ People don’t know how to be cautious,” I commented. The tires of the car screeched on the gravel road as I sped past the hospital. I rushed out of the car after a few minutes and headed towards the reception. “ IVY, where is she? She was brought here a few hours ago_" I looked at the receptionist. I glanced at my hands, they were shaking, sweats dotted on my palms. I felt air depart from my lungs. “ Where is she!” I shouted at her. She looked at me then that hehe computer. “ Her full name please?” she asked, her honey voice laced with ignorance. “ To hell with courtesy, “ I said and marched to every ward. I
Good morning Ivy,” mom entered the room. She stopped in her tracks. She sniffed the room and looked at me.“ did you open the window?” I shook my head. “ that is why it smells funky in here_” she dashed towards the window and opened it.“ Ivy, darling_” she sighed and walked towards the bed.“ I have seen some changes in you that are alarming. “ she looked at the bed than at me.“ Can I sit?” she asked. I nodded my head.“ What is wrong with you these days, your eyes are always bloodshot and your mood is just changing. I might not be your biological mother but I was there for you, I raised you kike my dear, with my own hands! I know when you are not yourself” she said. I studied her profile. “ Nothing is the wrong mother, I am fine” she flinched and Scooted far from me.“ Even your voice! “ she whispered.“ you sound like a man” I rolled my eyes.“ I have to go,” she said as she dashed lit of the room. I felt normal. Nothing had changed apart from the sorrow I had.
Chapter 41I sighed for the fifth time since I had returned home, the cola can in my hand. I grabbed my phone and typed the number for the second time. Frustrated sighed and plopped back on the sofa. It was in the middle of the twilight. He would probably be asleep ‘ I had argued many times. I had eventually given up and returned to bed. For the past one hour, I turned and tossed. The one cigarette I had consumed wasn’t enough. I could not sleep. I had dumped my old routine for the past month, but that had not worked. I sighed as I got off the bed and headed out. After fifteen minutes I had arrive at the shop. “ I can not sleep, may I have sleeping pills or something that can help me with my headaches“ I confided in the man who has been selling me cigarettes and alcohol. He smiled“ I have new stock, let me give you” I nodded as he handed me a small package.“ you sniff it. Don’t worry it’s not cocaine. One of my boys made it and surprising people want that shit on the marke
The bright morning sunlight poured into my room, waking me up from a deep slumber. Slowly I opened my eyes. I looked at the ceiling and sighed. I was home. The last thing I remember was I was in the bar drinking. From there everything went blank. I set up and yelped in pain. My head was killing me, my insides turning. I bolted from the bed and ran into the bathroom. I emptied all that was in my stomach. With wobbly feet, I stood up and headed for the shower. I let the warm water run, relaxing my muscles. After that shower, I felt relieved but the headache didn’t away neither the notion to sleep. My stomach rumbled with hungry. “ that’s my cue to head to the kitchen”, I mumbled to no one in particular. “ so you now go out in the middle of the night to drink and whore? “ I glanced at the chair she had inserted herself on. A small blanket covered her legs. “ Morning to you too mother, what a pleasant morning. Saw you slept on the floor” I looked at th
I set on the balcony, a glass of whisky in hand. A pack of cigarettes lay next to the bottle of whisky. I drank the contents in one gulp, grabbed the cigar and lit it. I inserted it into my mouth and pulled the smoke into my mouth. I removed the cigar as the smoke choked me. I coughed hysterically and I poured another glass and gulped it in one go.“ Ivy that is enough” I swivelled my drowsy stare at her. I sighed and inserted the cigar back. I pulled the smoke into my mouth, this time I had acquired the skill. I didn’t choke, I let out the smoke slowly. “ Where is Terry’s mother ?” I drank a gulp of the whisky and felt the burning of my throat, the constriction of my throat as it made its way down there. “ And Lizzy?” I asked her.“ Same," she said as she strolled towards me, her hands curled into small fists. Her hazel eyes bulged with a fury that l didn’t understand. At that moment I realized she was in her element“ Young lady I said to stop drinki