ValerieAs I stumbled out of his office, each truth he uttered shattered more than just my composure; it shattered the fragile remnants of hope I had held onto. The weight of his words pressed down on me, leaving me in a daze as I navigated the world outside. All I wanted was to escape, to flee from the pain that gnawed at my insides like a relentless beast.I was no stranger to heartbreak. It had been a constant companion throughout my life, weaving its way into the fabric of my existence from a young age. I had felt its sting when my father betrayed my mother, tearing apart the very foundation of our family. I had tasted its bitterness when I discovered my mother's lifeless body, robbed of her warmth and love. And I had endured its cruelty when my father drowned his sorrows in alcohol, bringing a parade of strangers and chaos into our home.But there were other heartbreaks, too. Smaller ones, perhaps, but no less painful. Like the time Drew walked away, leaving me to pick up the piec
ÀidenThe tension in the room was palpable, suffocating, as I stood before her, the weight of her anger and hurt bearing down on me like a crushing weight. Her eyes blazed with fury, her voice trembling with emotion as she unleashed her pent-up anguish upon me. Each word she spoke felt like a dagger piercing through my chest, tearing at my soul with its raw intensity. And yet, I knew that I deserved every bit of her wrath, every ounce of her pain.Her tears fell freely, each one a painful reminder of the damage I had caused, of the betrayal that had shattered her trust in me. I watched as she crumbled before my eyes, her whole being wracked with anguish, and I felt my heart breaking with every sob that escaped her lips. I had known that this moment would come, had dreaded it with every fiber of my being, yet nothing could have prepared me for the sheer devastation that washed over me as I watched the woman I loved fall apart before me. I knew that I had to explain myself, to lay bare
Valerie As I lay in bed, the echoes of my father's anguished cries still echoed in my mind, replaying like a broken record. The weight of his words, filled with frustration and helplessness, pressed heavily upon my chest, suffocating me in a relentless grip of guilt and sorrow. Shay's attempts to soothe the storm raging within my father seemed nothing against the storm of his emotions, each word a sharp reminder of the fragile state I found myself in. "I think you should cool down, Mr. Caulfield. I know she is hurt, but-" Shay's voice, calm yet tinged with apprehension, attempted to diffuse the tension thickening the air. "I can't fucking calm down, Shay. Do you even have any idea of her condition when she came home?" My father's voice cracked with raw emotion, the strain evident in every syllable "She looked like she was dead inside. She didn't react to me yelling, and shouting her name. I had to fucking slap her to get her attention." His words pierced through the veil of my u
Valerie "What happened to me?" I managed to croak out, my voice barely above a whisper. The words hung heavy in the air. "Too much heartbreak took its toll on you," Shay replied, her voice soft and gentle against the backdrop of my fractured consciousness. "We told her that you had a messy breakup, and she told us that due to a lot of emotional stress, you broke down and fainted." I frowned, the pieces of the puzzle slowly falling into place. The memories of Aiden and the pain he had inflicted upon me flooded back with a vengeance, each recollection a fresh wound reopening in the back of my mind. I felt a surge of anger and betrayal welling up within me, threatening to overwhelm the fragile facade of composure I had painstakingly constructed. "Enough with that. Tell me what happened, Val?" Shay's voice was filled with determination, a silent promise of revenge against those who had wronged me. "I swear, I would kill someone if I
Valerie Four days later, On Sunday..... Sitting near the window, it was early, and I sipped my cup of coffee. Looking outside at the city, I saw everyone running and having fun. Dad had gone out for a run. It keeps him healthy, and a gives him some extra days to live on. I was glad about the new lifestyle he had chosen. It was free of alcohol and filled with healthy fruits and vegetables. And, maybe, treats himself to a donut. I was enjoying life in the simplest form, and I was content and happy. The constant ringing of the doorbell, however, brought a break to my enjoyment. Dad had his own key, so it wasn't him. Before my mind could think more about it, the ringing increased. I felt like killing whoever was at the door. One ring was enough to let anyone inside the house know someone was outside. Ringing the bell for an excessive period of time doesn't just give me the power of super speed. Why didn't people understood that? It was out of my m
Valerie As I stepped out of the car, I immediately felt the weight of the plan resting heavily on my shoulders. My heart pounded in my chest as I approached the entrance to the mansion, my mind racing with possibilities. I had to make this work; failure was not an option. "Ms. Laura, what are you doing here?" The guard's voice pierced the tense silence, and I knew this was the moment of truth. The part one of the plan of convincing him I was Laura, was complete. Now came the hard part—using my acting skills to persuade him further. The success of the entire operation depended on it. "My car kind of got wrecked a bit, not too far away," I began, trying to sound as much like Laura as possible. "I had to walk in these heels for the past hour, and on top of that, my phone died too," I paused. "Oh god, today has been a complete disaster. I'm sure Drew really won't be happy about this." I held my breath, waiting for his response, hoping beyond hope that he would just buy my story. But
Valerie "Get moving, fat ass," Shay yelled, as she got to work. As she got to work, I walked towards the closet. I wanted to scream like hell, from what all I saw. He had a fucking closet that could be big enough for a wealthy woman. Shay dove headfirst into her work, barking orders with her characteristic assertiveness, I wandered towards the closet. It was a fortress of opulence, a shrine to excess that made my head spin. The sheer extravagance of it all threatened to overwhelm me. Suits of the finest fabrics lined one side of the closet, meticulously organized by color and style. White shirts and pants adorned the opposite wall, a testament to the owner's impeccable taste and attention to detail. But it was the accessories that truly caught my eye. Shoes, countless pairs of them, lined the shelves with military precision. Each one more luxurious than the last, they spoke volumes about the man who owned them. As I ventured deeper into the closet, the scenery shifted from formal
ValerieThe abrupt intrusion into my peaceful slumber left me groaning, desperately seeking refuge under my pillow. Who in the world sets an alarm for such an ungodly hour when the sun hasn't even considered gracing us with its presence yet? As the unwelcome sound finally ceased, I heaved a sigh of relief, only to have my peace shattered once again as it resumed, assaulting my ears with renewed vigor. My eyes, heavy with sleep, squinted through the darkness in search of the accursed clock, only to discover that the source of my torment was none other than my own phone, vibrating and lighting up at an unholy hour.Dragging myself into a semi-upright position, I squinted at the glaring numbers on the screen, revealing the ungodly hour of two in the bloody morning. An unidentified number mocked me from the display, taunting my weariness. My irritation was palpable as I mumbled a sleepy, "Hello.""You fucking bitch!!!" A man's voice erupted from the phone, causing my eardrums to protest a
Valerie Aiden never backed down from his promise. Every day he proposed to me even if he remembered it at an ungodly hour. There wasn't a day skipped. He pampered me, put me first and I kind of expected for it to go for six months and then come to an end but it never did. He never stopped loving me and spoiling me and our kid. Six months passed and they did very fast with Neal and everyone else just trying to be with him. The house was filled with someone or other and then mom and dad moved out but Travis moved in. Every day had been a new day filled with new experiences, some good some bad. One of them was Neal's first word which wasn't mama or dada but poop. I was really surprised when he said that, kind of laughed out loud at that but minutes later I didn't find it funny. He had really popped. I was kind of glad he learned that word first then any other word. At least he could warn us before bombing the diaper. Aiden missed his first word but Neal's first step was taken with him. A
Valerie "Hey, it’s just me," He said while standing up and coming close to me."You just scared me. What are you doing here the rest of the people are out there. They will be waiting for us." I rushed out on the last few words."They can wait for a moment. You know I have to do our daily custom right now." He said smiling. He took out a box from his pocket and went down his knee."Are you ready for this Val?" I nodded trying to seem normal as I always did."Valerie Crawford would you please marry me and give me the immense pleasure of being your husband." He proposed like he did every day from the past two years. You guys must be confused let me explain it to you and give you a recap.So I hope you might remember him asking me to marry him when our baby boy was born. Well, things didn't happen the way Aiden wanted."Please marry me now," He pleaded with tears in his eyes getting on his knees while our baby screamed for attention. I was on the verge of saying yes but the cries of the
Valerie "I think you should get changed, Val. You smell like vegetables." Carmen said to me laughing and I seriously smelled myself. I stink and reeked of spices and boiled vegetables. It wasn't a pleasant smell people."Thanks, you sure you won't need my help for a while because I seriously have got to take a bath," I asked her in hopes that she won't have more work for me. It was mean and bad for me to pray for something like that but handling a toddler while working and preparing for an event wasn't easy. I needed a relaxing bath."Sure honey, I'm mostly done here. The meat is cooking and I will be just taking that pie out and leaving it to rest. I myself would be heading to play with my grandson." She told me and I felt less guilty. I was so thankful for her handling everything like a pro. She shooed me away to my room to take a bath and told me not to worry at all. I entered Aiden's and my room. I had renovated it up to my and Aiden's tastes just a few months back with Neal's ro
ValerieAlmost 2 Years later............"Granpa!," Neal squealed running towards the door just to be picked up by Travis and hauled up in the air. Every time he did that I could feel my heart in my mouth. It was only when he would catch him I would breathe a sigh of relief."Dad, what did I tell you about doing that to him?" Travis looked almost guilty under that smile of his. Over the past two years, I have decided to call both of them dad. I was so tired of calling them by their names. At first, it was confusing but then they certainly got the hang of whom I was calling."He is fine Val and he loves when I do that. Don't you champ?" He asked Neal who only gave me a big smile. That boy was getting spoiled bad. I shook my head and saw Carmen and Bryan coming behind Travis."Neal!" Bryan yelled with excitement and that boy was moving from Travis's arms to Bryan's who kissed him all over his face making him laugh. Carmen and Bryan got married six months after Neal was born. It was real
"Are you alright?" Shay asked with worry etched over her face. She had been ignoring her work for past few weeks to stay with me as Aiden had some important project having him stay at the office for a while. Travis was at his office and Bryan with Carmen had gone to the restaurant to check the new supplies that were coming in today. It was only me and Shay and I really didn't want her to worry about me a lot. She was going to develop wrinkles."Yeah, just catching my breath. You know getting up straight is also a tiresome task nowadays. How about you help me sit straight I feel like going to the bathroom. My bladder is going to blast." I laughed trying to ease her worries as she helped me stand I felt the pain again but decided to ignore it. With a slow pace like that of a snail, I reached to my room and walked into the bathroom. As soon as I sat on the pot I felt water rushing out of me. I thought I just peed and was thankful of reaching bathroom on time until the pain hit me making
Valerie "I feel like a whale," I told to Shay, who sat at the end of the sofa while I laid on the couch with the remote for the tv. I was going to be around nine months pregnant in a week and this little buddy was going to come out soon. A lot has changed in last six months. I was no longer living in my apartment. Bryan had bought a new house which was closer to Travis and Aiden's house.The nursery was ready with hues of yellow and blue. Aiden and I had grown close but there had been nothing more than kisses and holding each other. The new house had many rooms and one of them was Aiden’s but he usually slept with me. He didn't go to his apartment often and just stayed here with me. He didn't want to miss any part of the baby and me being pregnant. He had warmed up to my heart, but hadn't been able to get that place back in my heart. His relationship with his mother was still rocky but they were at least talking. Whereas Laura and Aiden had drifted worlds apart.Laura had a breakdown
ValerieGod, this had to happen with me only. I groaned internally. this was right embarrassing. I felt Aiden sleeping on my legs with his hand feeling heavy on my belly. Besides it, I realize one more thing which was that I was going to puke. I felt it was coming, I knew it was and before I know I quickly pushing Aiden away and rushing to the bathroom kissing the porcelain seat. I puked and puked then brushed my teeth, gargled with mouthwash to get rid of that vile taste of bile. Being pregnant was not an easy task. "You have been caught red handed Aiden." It was Shay who was talking when I reached back to the living room. Aiden was on the floor rubbing his head. In my run to the bathroom, I might have pushed him a little too hard. Carmen stared at him while Shay busy staring at his share of uneaten food and smoothie. "I think we should have clicked the picture of the two together first," Carmen spoke without caring about the food. "Carmen she was eating mozzarella sticks and d
Aiden held my face and kissed me. I was stunned. I should have pulled back but I couldn't. I just couldn't. I was responding to his kiss, tasting our tears in it. Our kiss was passionate, our lips hungry for each other. It was a kiss filled with love and passion but yet soft. I could feel every part of my body needing his touch. It was wrong and yet it felt so right to do it. I was being lifted and pushed on my back. Our kiss never breaking. His torso in between my legs and my legs wrapped around him. His face in my hand and he took control over our kiss. Our tongues danced in sync. I was breathing heavily, I was feeling a need and then suddenly out of nowhere Laura popped up in my mind and the moment was lost from my side. My body stilled. My lips no longer responding to his and we break apart from our kiss. His eyes looked into mine searching for what stopped me. "What happened Val?" He asked concerned and worried. I closed my eyes and touch my lips. I knew that kiss we just had wa
Valerie "You... you what?" I finally managed to choke out."I didn’t know what else to do," he said, tears streaming down his face. "She was crying, Val. She was so upset, and I just wanted to make it better. I thought if I agreed, she’d be happy, and things would calm down. But I didn’t mean it. I don’t want to marry Laura. I don’t want to be with anyone but you."His words swirled around in my mind, but I couldn’t make sense of them. He had agreed to marry Laura? How could he do that to me, to us? I felt a surge of anger and betrayal."You agreed to marry her?" I repeated, my voice shaking. "How could you, Aiden? How could you do that to us?""I didn’t mean it," he pleaded. "I was just trying to calm her down. I don’t want to marry Laura. I love you, Val. You and our baby are everything to me.""But you said yes," I said, my voice rising. "You told her you’d marry Laura. Do you have any idea how that makes me feel? Do you even care about what I want, what I need?""Of course, I car