Putting down my bowl of cereal, I search for my ringing phone. It’s been hours since we arrived and my baby is still sleeping while Blake is in one of the guest rooms. That man has honestly turned my house into his house!“Hey, what's up?" I answer the video call from Bianca."Blake has a girlfriend!" Bianca immediately shouts and as quickly as the words came out of her mouth, that is how quick I fell a pang in my heart.I don't know why but an immersive pain is spreading quickly with the source of creation being from my chest."What? How!?" I close my bedroom door just as quickly as the pain."I don't know, thing is he has been talking to Tom and he was firstly explaining to him about the accident you told me about when he suddenly talked about something deep like-""Wait! How do you know all of this?""Uhm," Bianca looks at me knowingly, "I was just passing by and so happened to hear what they were talking about but that is not the point!""Yeah you're right, what did he talk about?
Walking towards the library shelf Jack had told me to meet him, I feel my body refusing to allow air in. Should I start by apologising? Should I push him away or pull him closer? Should I initiate a relationship with him or not?Confusion fills my head and every step I take carries another question. Finally arriving, I spot Jack standing next to the shelf holding one of the books. His outfit burns my soul, not helping with my need to breathe. A white golf shirt tucked in nicely into his scotched powder blue pants. He looks up from his book and does something I wasn't expecting from him, he smiles."Hey." I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. With nervousness rocking my ability to walk straight, I fail to make my way to him in my usual walk."Hi, how are you?" He leans against the shelf, his arms folded whilst still holding the book."Good, you?""Fine...why did you lie?" He asks, not wasting any second."I...I never lied. I believed what I told you too, I believed that nothing was h
Beautiful moments come everyday but the first time it happens, there is magic and if you miss out on that one beautiful moment, if it comes back again for the second time it won't be as beautiful as before. Unfortunately Blake ruined my almost beautiful kissing moment with Jack. He couldn't even wait for our lips to touch, no! Blake decided to just destruct everything. "What is it Blake?" I turn around, teeth grinding against each other."Someone is in a bad mood, is it because I ruined your "moment"?" He leans on the doorway, with his famous smirk on. I know that he knows that I'm angry and frustrated but he doesn't care. Why? Because he is Blake."Yes, it is because of that! Couldn't you have come out maybe after five minutes?" "Nah, I wanted to have an up close look of what you were going to do. Oh and if there would ever be a next, which I highly doubt, piece of advice, grab her waist she loves it." Blake winks at Jack and my cheeks heat up in a lot of emotions, embarrassment be
How would life without Blake be like? Splendid! I can tell you this confidently because it has only been a week without him and everything is going well. No guilt, no temptation, no lust, everything is going accordingly. The best part of it all is the bond that Jack and I have. It's so crazy how within a week a person can know so much about another person. It really feels as if I've known Jack for a lifetime. Even though work comes in the way sometimes, we are always together when we have free time, like now."No, if you put the marshmallows on top now they will melt and probably ruin everything but we can place them on later after taking the cake out." Jack says to Mirella and Calvin.Both of them agree only because they see this as an opportunity to eat some now. Their smiles remind me of how this beautiful Saturday morning has been and baking as the four of us is calming. Mirella and Calvin have been getting along great but Mirella is acting up towards Jack here and there. The f
Cold. That is how I feel right now. My head is throbbing in intensive excruciating pain, my fingers are digging into my skin as it is turning pale on its own. I have never seen a corpse nor touched one but I am certain that I look and feel like one.Blake's words just keep on ringing and ringing in my head without any signs of stopping. I can see that he is trapping me but I cannot find it within me to move or push him away. I'm in my head contradicting his words.I am still not married to Blake!I AM still not married to Blake!!I AM STILL not married to Blake!!!I AM STILL NOT married to Blake!!!!I AM STILL NOT MARRIED to Blake!!!!!I AM STILL NOT MARRIED TO Blake!!!!!!I AM STILL NOT MARRIED TO BLAKE!!!!!!!But the harder I try to tell myself the more his words ring louder and louder and louder and louder. The more they get bigger and bigger and bigger until I cannot help but scream. Good thing about that is that Blake moves away."This is a lie!" I pace around the room with my ha
A lot can happen in a day. A woman can move from being single to being married with a blink of an eye.When I woke up my mind was hazy from all the crying that I had forgotten about my fate. It was when I went to the bathroom to look at myself that everything came crashing down like a major asteroid. It has probably been over 30minutes yet I'm still staring at the mirror. I am questioning all my life decisions and trying to figure out when did everything seriously go wrong with me. It's even hard to say who Aria is right now. I've hidden from everyone even myself how I've been struggling with my identity ever since my divorce.Sex before marriage has been one thing I never compromised. Daily I told myself that I wouldn't want my soul to be attached to just anyone because after all half of me will become one with half of his, same to me. However, I didn't sit down and let it drown in until the divorce and I had no choice but to try and forget about Blake. This became a struggle because
"Aria." He finally starts and goodness I wish he didn't start with my name.The way he says my name makes me want to forget everything. It's the way he says my name that made me fall so deeply in love with it. Even after the divorce, my name never lost its value on his tongue. Stupid good tongue."Blake." I utter his name with venom, I am not here to make him feel special."How do you feel?""You're kidding right?" I stand from the ground laughing, "that is your first question, how do I feel? Well, since you asked let me be a decent human being and answer. Blake I feel the way I look, a mess. I feel like the world has turned its back from me and all of this is a nightmare. I feel like I'm suffocating without any chance of survival. That is how I feel." I bite my lower lip keeping the tears away from rolling down my cheeks. "And it's all because of you.""Aria-""Stop saying my name! Stop saying it the way you do. Say it with hate, or maybe anger. Just don't say it the way you're sayin
"I think we need to buy me a new wedding ring." I sit up straight on the bed, twisting the ring on my finger."Why? I love that one.""But it's the one Steven handpicked. Wearing it always makes me feel terrible.""If it makes you feel any better," Blake places his laptop aside and hugs me from behind, "I actually am the one that did all that.""What do you mean?" I turn to look at him and he has that smile he always has on whenever he has done something cute but feels stupid for it."I actually am the one that chose the ring and got it designed to be written as that.""Blake if this is your way of-""It's not...okay? Aria which is your name means song or melody in Italian. So, to describe the crazy feelings I had that time without letting you know, I wrote my heart beats to your name. But even if we forget the whole Aria meaning thing, my heart still was beating to your name in general." He looks down on his wedding band and starts playing with it. "Steven asked me why I had done some
My name is Aria Parker-Johnson a mother to Mirella Parker-Johnson and soon to be mother to twins. I am the wife of Blake Parker, a business tycoon that had been known for his player nature but now is a transformed father and loyal husband. Our marriage has been a rollercoaster, it started off hectic, I did not think it would last. I was never supposed to marry him in the first place but God works in miraculous ways. The way we got together, the way we separated and once again the way we got together, it is all a miracle. “Mirella!”“Yes, mom?” She walks into the kitchen, my baby girl is so grown.“Please take these outside. I am sure people are going to start arriving any time soon.” I try picking up the tray but she stops me.“No need to overwork yourself ma, my siblings need to come out to perfectly fine.” “Thank you baby girl.” I let her take everything then decide to head to the bedroom to change.I am pregnant again and I must say, it is a lot of work. Now that I am carrying tw
The only sound audible in the room is of my nails tapping on the dinner table. The quietness just makes me even more anxious as the seat opposite mine remains unoccupied. I actually believed I would be laughing by now or be swept off my feet.But that is not the case which is why I am still lighting up my phone screen for the tenth time hoping to see something different. Yet once again, my heart drops as the time reads;20:15Fifteen minutes after the time Blake set, there still is no sign of him. There is not even one single text, not to talk about a call. If there were people in the room all they would see is a pretty lady dressed in a sophisticated black dress seated awkwardly in her chair, continuously staring at her phone for a sign. Maybe he will walk in any minute, it's human nature to be late20:45"Would you like to order anything Mrs?” The waiter asks me for the second time ever since my arrival."Uhm do you have juice?""No, we don't serve that here.""Okay...how about nona
"Growing up, I did not feel good looking. No matter how much I had tried to compliment myself, my insecurities got me to my knees. People always reassured me that I was handsome but I did not see what they so saw so I did not bother to date anyone. I was not willing to make another human being suffer. I wanted to fix myself up and become close to this hot thing I am today. I was eighteen when I was let out of the shell and became exposed to the public eye. People were crazy over me and I was all over magazines being called handsome. My good looks made people believe I was a heartthrob not knowing I was a virgin at that time. But the attention made me feel like I was ready to give relationships a try. “I did not know how hard it will be because of my brother. All of my serious relationships went downhill because of Steven. Relationship in and out I will find him in bed with my girlfriends," he laughs to himself as I stare with pity, "I stopped pursuing serious relationships and decided
I just wanna sleepppppp!I just wanna sleepppppp!I just wanna sleepppppp!Last night this time… mhm, I was honestly busy with Blake. The entire night and the fact that it is all different tonight is a bummer. I need the sweet kisses all over my face, sweet kisses all over my body but instead I am in my room all alone, struggling to still walk.My phone starts ringing and my heart jumps in joy hoping to see Blake’s caller ID but once the phone is in my hands, my smile drops. “Hello?”"Hey, is this Aria?" The caller on the end of the line asks.The voice sounds a little bit familiar but I cannot wrap my fingers around it. I know without a doubt that it is not Steven so, who is it?"Yes, may I ask whom this is?” I remove the pillows on my bed, getting ready to sleep. I do not really want to beat around the bush with my current state."Mike.""Mike...Mike...oh Mike!” And it finally clicks…how does he have my numbers again, “how are you?""I'm great, I am so glad that you still remember
I think I should not have allowed myself to be led by lust. Why? Because I am not over Blake instead I'm...I'm deeply in love with him again. It was so stupid of me to believe that I will get over him by sleeping with him after I had pointed out that when you engage in sexual acts with someone the two of you become one. I'm one again with Blake and in my case, that is not a good thing.Groaning at my stupidity I hold on tight to the duvet, looking at Blake who is peacefully sleeping. My mind trails back to when our hands intertwined during our love making, that was the end of me yesterday…it is even continuing to be the end of me now.I sure have to give it to Blake, this boy is very calculative, which I dumbly forgot about. He reminded me of things I had forgotten with just one night. The things he knew would work to his favor...why did I believe that I would fall out of love with him again?I sit up straight, wondering how I am to escape the hole I dug up for myself. My feet touch th
"Father, we thank you for the beautiful days you've brought to us. We thank you for the family you've given us, please continue to protect and guide us. Let your Holy Spirit keep us safe, and may our hearts be open to your word all the time. Amen." "Amen." I say, before opening my eyes.Blake and I look at each other for a split second before I speak, “goodnight." "Goodnight gorgeous." He kisses my forehead, exiting my room.After Blake left me at the dance floor, I decided to make business too. Apparently, Bianca's company is well known so it was a smooth sailing. I'm really proud of my friend, she has done exceptionally good for herself. And also the employees have played a huge part. One thing I love mostly is how she couldn't believe it when I told her over the phone. Lady should start believing in herself and her company.However, getting back to the Blake situation...I'm sexually frustrated. I'm pretty sure people could smell the sexual tension in the air while we were dancing
Shopping is part of those things I love with most of my heart. Shopping with Blake...that is another story."No!" Blake says immediately when the fitting room door opens."Well, I love it." I spin around to give him the full view."A-ah. No ways." He pushes me into the fitting room, then closes the door. "Every male eye is going to be on you. Look how the dress is shaping every curve on your body. Then the back...your back is exposed!" He turns my back on the mirror and I turn to look at it.He is right, my back is on full display. But the blue dress is amazing! The tiny beads are making me shine brighter that the disco lights. I face Blake and dah dah dah!!!! Our noses are touching. A second chance to another kissing moment, I am high on the clouds up for it. His fingers run down the line on my back, and I take penguin steps towards him then he lowers his head and,“Feels like we're on the edge right nowI wish that I could say I'm proudI'm sorry that I let you downI let you down-
His arms immediately grab my waist and I have no choice but to lean into him. My hands become sweaty, my heart starts beating a new tone I am not familiar with as my legs wobble more than a jelly. I feel like a teenager who is about to receive her first kiss. And just like my first, my world is fired up when his lips meet mine. In just mere seconds I have been consumed into an alien feeling. One that I want to experience over and over again, without any break whatsoever.Blake slowly pulls back after the small kiss, but still remains close to me. His breath hitting my lips, making me crave more of them.I open my eyes when he drops his head on my shoulder, "w-why did you stop?" I bluntly ask, saddened by the ending of what I was loving."Because one kiss would never be enough." He whispers enough for me to hear. "Aria I want to devour your lips countless times." My arms find balance on his neck when he grips my thighs, placing me on the table. "I'm just thinking if escaping rehab is w
Things I hate about Blake1. He sometimes smokes2. He...He likes to manipulate situations 3. Loves making me feel younger than him4. He...his...Okay this is not working! Whoever on the internet suggested that to fully get over someone I should write a list of the things I hate about them was totally wrong! I can't use the fact that he used to be a player because that is using his past against him. I wouldn't like it if someone used my past against and I am trying to move it.Ripping the paper from my notebook and shredding it into pieces, I sit back into my chair. It's been five days that I've not had an encounter with Blake which I'm grateful for. The only reason is because he is finalising the whole business move since we have moved back here and he is taking over the company here. The workload is a lot and he comes back very late and leaves very early. We do spend time together but it's when we pray and when he talks to Mirella and I'm surprisingly there. But it's never just him