WRITER'S POINT OF VIEW
As soon as work was over, Chris got to his car. Normally, when Lucas was still alive, he would drive Lucas home every day to a point he made it routine. Now, staring at the empty seat, it just brought back plenty of memories.
Jessica walked down to Chris full of smiles.
“Not again” He mumbled under his breath.
“What do you want, Jessie?” He asked as she stood there with folded arms.
“We need to talk, Christopher” she replied with a pout.
“In somewhere quiet. I know an exact spot” Jessica quickly added.
“You don't ever quit, do you?” He frowned.
“Just this last time and I'd never bother you again, I promise” She said.
The club was pretty lousy and crazy. Everyone were dancing and having a good time.
“This is my favorite place to hang out whenever I feel blue or lonely” Jessica said after they grabbed a chair.
“So why are we here? What is it that was so important that we needed to talk about?” Chris asked, ignoring all what she had said while he watched her order drinks.
“I miss us.” She began. He gulped everything down as she poured him another glass.
“We used to be so perfect” She continued.
“I know, but I love Aria now. I don't want to hurt her feelings” He took another gulp of the drink. She rolled her eyes uncontrollably.
“What is it that you see in her and I don't have, huh?
I can fix us, please” Jessica grabbed his hands, rubbing them softly just the way Aria's does it.
“I can wait, the divorce is in a few weeks from now, right?” She said pouting. He signalled for her to pour another glass and, abruptly, she did.
He didn't say a word. He was slightly drunk. She poured him more glasses until he was fully drunk. Now it was time to carry out her plans.
“See now you're all drunk…” She spoke softly. It was getting late, she paid for the drinks and helped him home.
“It's dark already, how about I drive you over to my house then early the next morning, you go home” Jessica suggested as she got him into the car.
“Noo…” He muttered.
“What do you mean by no? It's late already and for your safety, I'm taking you over to my place, or you can drive yourself home and risk your life, your choice” She shrugged. He didn't respond.
She started the car's engine and drove off.
The next morning, Chris had to drive back home so early so as to meet up with work. When he got home, he didn't find Aria, and he was worried.
“Could it be she was mad he didn't come back home or at least dropped a call?” He wondered. He had it in mind to call her last night or text her, but he was too drunk that he forgot.
He gasped when he checked his phone. She had been calling him nonstop since last night. Thirteen missed call. What the hell!
Anyway, he prepared for work and kept returning the calls, but she didn't take any. He couldn't even focus at work.
“Is she okay? Did she go over to her parent's place? Is she mad at him that she refused to take any of her calls?” Those were the thought running through Chris mind. He didn't really remember what happened last night, but all he recalled was that he woke up on Jessica's bed the next morning.
“Yesterday, you threatened to deal with Aria, and she's ignoring my calls, hope you didn't try another funny with her?” Chris confronted Jessica during lunch break.
“Chill… Why are you so worked up?” Jessica giggled.
“I didn't do anything to Aria, I cross my heart” She continued.
“But if she ran away that's good because she's only making things easier for us” She added rubbing her hands over his chest. He jerked her hands away from him, then he walked away.
ARIA'S POINT OF VIEW
I woke up early today to Jessica's videos and multiple missed call from her. I have been trying to reach Chris since last night, and he didn't even bother to return my calls. I was scared. Could it be something terrible happened to him? Was he safe? I even had to beg my mom to help me call him too, so we kept calling until I dozed off.
I stared at the video clip for a while, trying to understand what was going on. I gasped when I realized it was a sex tape of my husband and that Jessica lady. I was dumbfounded. I was hurt. I felt numb. I clicked on the next video, same thing. She was sucking my husband and I could hear him groan from the background, then it occurred to me that this was what was going on while I was busy overthinking about my husband's whereabouts. How could I be this foolish? I buried my face in my palms and cried. I was devastated. Just when I thought he was changed for good, he shattered my heart once again.
I went over to my parent's house, it's been a very long while. A lot haven't changed since I left. I poured out my heart to my mom, and she understood me.
I was busying packing out my belongings when I stumbled across some papers. The divorce papers. So, he had these papers here, and he kept lying about not receiving them yet. My phone rang again and when I checked the screen, it was Chris. I hissed.
“I've been trying to reach you since morning, and you didn't even return any of the calls” Those were his words as soon as he walked in. I was sitting on the couch, impatiently waiting for him.
“I wanted to explain why I couldn't make it home, I knew you must have been worried” my eyes followed him as he sat next to me.
“Save yourself the explanation. I know everything and I saw everything” I finally spoke. I reached for my phone, played the video and gave it to him to watch. I didn't care to listen to his explanation because I know again he'd be lying to me.
I went back upstairs and dragged my luggage and belongings downstairs.
“And before I forget, here are the divorce papers. I found them when I was packing my stuff, I already signed them papers it's left for you to do the same" I said as I carelessly flicked them away.
“Just let me explain, please” he begged, but my heart was already shut.
“Just hear me out before you leave” he continued to plead. I stopped dragging my luggage to listen to what he had to stay.
“Okay, make it quick” I sniffed. My head was badly hurting due to excess crying. I can't continue to leave with someone who keeps hurting me.
“I love you, Aria” My heart skipped. I faced down. I wish I could say the same to him.
“These few weeks has been the best part of our marriage. I couldn't have asked for more” He continued. At this point, I couldn't hold it anymore, I just let the tears rolled freely.
Sometimes love is confusing. Occasionally, it comes unexpected. Most times we know we're endangering our mental health, but we still love anyway because we can't help it.
“I apologize for hurting you. It hurts me to see you cry like this and I have to confess you're the best thing that happened to me” I sat down slowly on the couch watching him talk. Moving on without Christopher will have to be the hardest thing to do in my life, but this is what I have to do. Maybe we weren't opportune to be together at the moment.
“I love you too, Chris” I just had to let it out. I watched as his face beamed with a small smile. I smiled back. We locked eyes for a few minutes before my mom honked the car.
“I gotta go…" I wiped my eyes.
“Can I kiss you one last time?” I nodded. My lips were already yearning for his touch of his lips on mine. Finally, our lips met. It hurts so bad because this was the last time I'll have those lips again.
“By the way, I'll be traveling out of the country. I want to start afresh” I said after the broke from the kiss.
“And I'll be selling off this house. I already found a buyer” he replied. I nodded slowly.
My mom's car honked again. I got up, picked up my bags and dragged them out of the building. I gave one final look at the house before I entered the car.
“How do you feel?” My mom asked concerned.
“Terrible. My heart hurts a lot" I laughed out, more like laughing away my pain.
My mom rubbed my hair. “I know. Your flight is tomorrow, though”. I nodded slowly then I averted my head as I Leaned on the window staring blankly into the sky
Mom drove me home and surprisingly, I wasn't expecting to meet my dad because he's a busy person, but there he was sitting on the couch watching whatever that pleased him.“You never told me I was going to meet dad,” I whispered to my mom.“I know” She laughed.“ It was a surprise. He has plenty of things to say to you” My mom added. My dad's face beamed with a small smile when he saw me. My dad hasn't changed much, just the little wrinkles on his face here and there and the gray hair. I dropped the luggage right there and breathed a sigh of relief. My mom quickly summoned one of the maids to help drag the luggage to my old room. I haven't been in this house in the past two years plus.“Heyy” I said coldly as I took a seat.“Welcome home, my pixie, "My dad with a grin.“Don't call me that. I'm twenty-five now!” I frowned, feeling disgusted already. The name pixie originally generated from Tinkerbell. It was my favorite show while growing up, so my dad used to watch it with me. At f
WRITER'S POINT OF VIEWIt was a stressful week for Chris, having to move on from Aria, selling off his house, resigning from his job as he moved out to another city completely. Sometimes not everything was meant to work out, and the same applied to his marriage to Aria. Chris leaned on his back trying to apply for work online, but it wasn't fruitful. His phone rang as I glimpsed at the screen. It was an unknown number.“Hello, Chris” a female's voice greeted.“Hello” he responded, trying to figure out who was on the call with him.“Why ain't you taking my calls or texts? The security man wouldn't even let me in” At this point he realized it was Jessica. “Doesn't she get tired after ruining my marriage and sending those videos clips to Aria after setting me up?” He thought angrily.“I warned you never to call me again, and by the way, how did you get my contact?” Chris questioned as she laughed mischievously.“I always have my ways, Chris. You've forgotten” She finally responded. “
Before Aria's parents got there, she was already rushed to the intensive care unit because she was badly injured.“Are you the victim's parents?” The doctor asked, as Aria's mom nodded, she was panting heavily. Her dad tried as much to be calm, but he was also scared for his daughter's life.She needed an emergency brain surgery because she had intense brain injury, so her parents gave the go ahead.“Will she wake up afterward?” Her mom asked slowly. The doctor looked down and back at her.“ I can't guarantee that, ma'am. This is a 50/50 thing but even if she does make it alive, she'll experience memory loss but all the same, let's pray for her” And with that, he walked away. “I don't know what I'd do if we ever loose Aria” Her mom muttered as she collapsed her head on her husband's shoulder.“She'll be fine. Right now, she needs us to be strong for her, okay?” Aria's dad, Patrick, assured his wife, rubbing her back softly.*************CHRISTOPHER'S POINT OF VIEWThe wedding went a
Jessica's' POVI kept on trying my husband's phone number, but he wasn't picking his calls. I was beginning to get worried because he's never stayed this late without returning home. “I'm sorry for keeping you worried. I just had a busy schedule at work today” that was his response as soon as the home.Furthermore, I noticed he wasn't looking like his normal self, he wouldn't even look at me.“What's wrong, baby?” I questioned softly. He stared at me for a long time like he was trying to think, then he fell back on the bed staring blankly at the ceiling.“You remember this morning when you caught me staring at my phone, and you asked me what's wrong?” I nodded curiously. “It was about Aria. She was involved in a ghastly car accident, and she's been hospitalized for days now…" My face beamed with a smirk. Now, things were falling in place, and everything was working in my favor. This is a sign that Chris and I belonged together. Hopefully, she doesn't make it alive. Why couldn't sh
It's been a year since all these dramas. Aria still hasn't opened her eyes since she was laid in the intense care unit. Her parents would randomly visit her, or occasionally so would Chris.“At this point, I don't know if your daughter would ever wake up. Why don't you put her to rest?” The doctor suggested one day when Mr. Patrick came over to the hospital.“I don't know about this, doc, I still hope and believe she'll one day wake up” Mr. Patrick responded as the doctor nodded.“Just think about it” And with that, he walked away.“Wait what? You can't put her to rest. She's not dead yet, she's still breathing, she's still fighting, can't you see?” That was Chris's response when Aria's dad broke the news to him.“I think she's fought enough. She needs to rest now” Mr. Patrick responded. There was silence.Christopher arrived from work, but his wife wasn't home, the babysitter was trying to put his daughter to sleep. “I'll be leaving now, sir” The babysitter had said just right after
“Too much sugar!” Chris slammed his hand on the table. I rolled my eyes. Every morning in this house is war.“You know what, Chris?” I raised a brow.“I am so sick and tired of your bullshit” I was furious already.“ You always have in mind to ruin my morning. I hate you for this” I continued.“I made your tea with the exact measurements you instructed me to. You always have something to complain about” I quickly added. He stood up while gritting his teeth.“How dare you talk back at me, Aria?!” He foamed angrily. I wasn't moved at all.I took another gulp of my tea and continued. “ You know what? I just want a divorce. Furthermore, I am so tired of you and your stupid ass complaints. Using me every night like I'm some sort of your sex slave, hurting me both emotionally and physically…” I looked at him dead in the eyes. He smirked.“Lucky for you, my lawyer is working on our divorce paper” he replied and for the first time in a while, I genuinely smiled. I blamed my dad for putting m
I finally got discharged from the hospital a week later. All those seven days at the hospital, Chris tried contacting us, but my mom didn't respond to any of his calls. He even sent a text message begging mom to at least give him the location I was being taken to. The nerves! Why does he even want the location, or does he want to finish off what he started? I mean, this man almost sent me to my early grave. “Are you sure you don't want me to take you in or at least talk sense into him?” My mom said when she got to our gate.“Mom… don't worry. I'll be fine, okay?” I assured her as I stepped down from the car.“Okay, be good. Don't forget to contact me in case anything happens again” my mom said. She looked worried. “Mom… ““I'm sorry, I'm just worried, sweetheart. I love you." My mom chuckled. I smiled. “Bye, I love you mom” with that I went into the compound. I waited until she drove off before I continued walking.I took a long breath before opening the door. Chris was home. He d
I laid in bed digesting all what Chris had said earlier. He was right though maybe I shouldn't even be searching for a job when I already have a place in my dad's company, but at the same time, he is the reason I'm in this mess; The forced marriage.The next morning, as usual, my alarm woke me up. I yawned as I stretched. Chris was still laying there. I resisted the urge to wake him up to prepare for work. I got up to wash my face, but by the time I was back, he was already up.“Don't you have work today?” I asked. “Nope… Today's my day off” he muttered, rubbing his eyes with the back of his palms.I sat at the edge of the bed, tying my hair into a ponytail.“Anywayyyy, we should have a couple's day. We've never had one” Chris said. I raised a brow.“Whatever it is you're trying to do, it's not gonna work!” I said. He stood up and came over to the side of my bed. “See…” He breathed in.“I know I've done numerous terrible things. I am trying to make this work” he continued. He grabb
It's been a year since all these dramas. Aria still hasn't opened her eyes since she was laid in the intense care unit. Her parents would randomly visit her, or occasionally so would Chris.“At this point, I don't know if your daughter would ever wake up. Why don't you put her to rest?” The doctor suggested one day when Mr. Patrick came over to the hospital.“I don't know about this, doc, I still hope and believe she'll one day wake up” Mr. Patrick responded as the doctor nodded.“Just think about it” And with that, he walked away.“Wait what? You can't put her to rest. She's not dead yet, she's still breathing, she's still fighting, can't you see?” That was Chris's response when Aria's dad broke the news to him.“I think she's fought enough. She needs to rest now” Mr. Patrick responded. There was silence.Christopher arrived from work, but his wife wasn't home, the babysitter was trying to put his daughter to sleep. “I'll be leaving now, sir” The babysitter had said just right after
Jessica's' POVI kept on trying my husband's phone number, but he wasn't picking his calls. I was beginning to get worried because he's never stayed this late without returning home. “I'm sorry for keeping you worried. I just had a busy schedule at work today” that was his response as soon as the home.Furthermore, I noticed he wasn't looking like his normal self, he wouldn't even look at me.“What's wrong, baby?” I questioned softly. He stared at me for a long time like he was trying to think, then he fell back on the bed staring blankly at the ceiling.“You remember this morning when you caught me staring at my phone, and you asked me what's wrong?” I nodded curiously. “It was about Aria. She was involved in a ghastly car accident, and she's been hospitalized for days now…" My face beamed with a smirk. Now, things were falling in place, and everything was working in my favor. This is a sign that Chris and I belonged together. Hopefully, she doesn't make it alive. Why couldn't sh
Before Aria's parents got there, she was already rushed to the intensive care unit because she was badly injured.“Are you the victim's parents?” The doctor asked, as Aria's mom nodded, she was panting heavily. Her dad tried as much to be calm, but he was also scared for his daughter's life.She needed an emergency brain surgery because she had intense brain injury, so her parents gave the go ahead.“Will she wake up afterward?” Her mom asked slowly. The doctor looked down and back at her.“ I can't guarantee that, ma'am. This is a 50/50 thing but even if she does make it alive, she'll experience memory loss but all the same, let's pray for her” And with that, he walked away. “I don't know what I'd do if we ever loose Aria” Her mom muttered as she collapsed her head on her husband's shoulder.“She'll be fine. Right now, she needs us to be strong for her, okay?” Aria's dad, Patrick, assured his wife, rubbing her back softly.*************CHRISTOPHER'S POINT OF VIEWThe wedding went a
WRITER'S POINT OF VIEWIt was a stressful week for Chris, having to move on from Aria, selling off his house, resigning from his job as he moved out to another city completely. Sometimes not everything was meant to work out, and the same applied to his marriage to Aria. Chris leaned on his back trying to apply for work online, but it wasn't fruitful. His phone rang as I glimpsed at the screen. It was an unknown number.“Hello, Chris” a female's voice greeted.“Hello” he responded, trying to figure out who was on the call with him.“Why ain't you taking my calls or texts? The security man wouldn't even let me in” At this point he realized it was Jessica. “Doesn't she get tired after ruining my marriage and sending those videos clips to Aria after setting me up?” He thought angrily.“I warned you never to call me again, and by the way, how did you get my contact?” Chris questioned as she laughed mischievously.“I always have my ways, Chris. You've forgotten” She finally responded. “
Mom drove me home and surprisingly, I wasn't expecting to meet my dad because he's a busy person, but there he was sitting on the couch watching whatever that pleased him.“You never told me I was going to meet dad,” I whispered to my mom.“I know” She laughed.“ It was a surprise. He has plenty of things to say to you” My mom added. My dad's face beamed with a small smile when he saw me. My dad hasn't changed much, just the little wrinkles on his face here and there and the gray hair. I dropped the luggage right there and breathed a sigh of relief. My mom quickly summoned one of the maids to help drag the luggage to my old room. I haven't been in this house in the past two years plus.“Heyy” I said coldly as I took a seat.“Welcome home, my pixie, "My dad with a grin.“Don't call me that. I'm twenty-five now!” I frowned, feeling disgusted already. The name pixie originally generated from Tinkerbell. It was my favorite show while growing up, so my dad used to watch it with me. At f
WRITER'S POINT OF VIEW As soon as work was over, Chris got to his car. Normally, when Lucas was still alive, he would drive Lucas home every day to a point he made it routine. Now, staring at the empty seat, it just brought back plenty of memories. Jessica walked down to Chris full of smiles. “Not again” He mumbled under his breath. “What do you want, Jessie?” He asked as she stood there with folded arms. “We need to talk, Christopher” she replied with a pout. “In somewhere quiet. I know an exact spot” Jessica quickly added. “You don't ever quit, do you?” He frowned. “Just this last time and I'd never bother you again, I promise” She said. The club was pretty lousy and crazy. Everyone were dancing and having a good time. “This is my favorite place to hang out whenever I feel blue or lonely” Jessica said after they grabbed a chair. “So why are we here? What is it that was so important that we needed to talk about?” Chris asked, ignoring all what she had said while he wat
Chris phone rang. It was four in the freaking morning. Who on earth calls someone at this time?“Chris… Your phone” I mumbled with closed eyes. He picked up the phone, there were already people wailing in the background.“Could it have had anything to do with Lucas?” I thought.“Lucas is gone…” Chris's voice trailed off.“What? How come?” I was confused. How can Lucas, someone I met full of energy days ago, just die like that?“He tried to commit suicide. He was suffering from depression. He took pills, but they were able to rush him to the hospital. Sadly, he couldn't make it"I closed my eyes, digesting all what Chris had said. I know I had just met him just once, but he was a really sweet and funny guy. Occasionally, we don't even know what people are battling with until we have a deep conversation with them.“Chris… I'm sorry. May his soul find rest” I adjusted myself to him until we were just an inch apart and without saying a word, I pulled him into a hug. He hugged me even tigh
“Thank you for coming to me. I don't know what I would have done,” I said, trying to break the silence between us. “Could you believe that sonafabitch?” He replied as he turned to me. He seemed a little pissed off.“I'm sorry I even had to take you to somewhere like that” he said. At this time, he didn't look piss anymore. He looked rather concerned.“Okay” I muttered.The rest of the ride home continued in complete silence. By the time we got home, I was exhausted. He made us bath together, and then we got in bed.“I want to eat you out, tonight, "he said with a small smirk. “You seem a bit tired. Leave it to me” he crawled over to me. I smiled. Maybe I could really use this right now. He spread out my laps. I helped pull down my panties. The pleasure was immersed. This was the first time my husband really made me feel this good. I let out a soft moan.I woke up the next morning feeling much better. My husband was still asleep at that time. We were literally facing each other. I
I laid in bed digesting all what Chris had said earlier. He was right though maybe I shouldn't even be searching for a job when I already have a place in my dad's company, but at the same time, he is the reason I'm in this mess; The forced marriage.The next morning, as usual, my alarm woke me up. I yawned as I stretched. Chris was still laying there. I resisted the urge to wake him up to prepare for work. I got up to wash my face, but by the time I was back, he was already up.“Don't you have work today?” I asked. “Nope… Today's my day off” he muttered, rubbing his eyes with the back of his palms.I sat at the edge of the bed, tying my hair into a ponytail.“Anywayyyy, we should have a couple's day. We've never had one” Chris said. I raised a brow.“Whatever it is you're trying to do, it's not gonna work!” I said. He stood up and came over to the side of my bed. “See…” He breathed in.“I know I've done numerous terrible things. I am trying to make this work” he continued. He grabb