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Weekends And Surprises. CLARA Happy weekends. Literally, it was a good day because there wasn't a single thing on my schedule except wasting life away with Velma, binge-eat, and watching a comedy TV show before Monday beckoned. On behalf of everyone out there, I am not scared to admit that Monday was indeed one of the worst days in the week, and Thursdays were just plain unnecessary. I rolled my eyes and sighed while pushing Velma in the shopping cart, and she reached for the things her little hand could barely carry. At that point, we already had several shades of the same cereal, and I supported it. Call me a spendthrift, but nothing beats the feeling of having several flavors of the same cereal. Shopping was therapeutic, and Velma was sure to greet everyone by the rows we slipped by, thereby drawing attention. She always did. "Mama, I missed this!" She exclaimed as she trailed her hand through the railings. I picked a sanitary pad from the shelf and threw it into t
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Attention Seeker. MIKE "What do you mean I can't go with you?" Lucy rang as she rushed out of the room with a towel over her damp hair. You guessed right, I had to go back home after Lucy 's little blackmail scheme. As little and as vain as it sounded, I knew that recording would ruin a lot of things for Clara. I couldn't afford to be that person for her. All through these years, I'd not been able to do anything good for Clara. Hell, I was the worst thing to ever happen to her, so it would be very inconsiderate of me to have that recording flying around the internet all because of my own selfishness. It was Lucy ; though staying with her was external torture, I wouldn't mind doing it for Clara's sake, until I got a solution to the problem at hand. If I ever could. I picked one of my cuff links on the table and put it on, half turned to her and how she glared at me. "Are you not going to say anything? I'm already preparing for the gala!" "And I said you are not going w
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Where Is My daughter? CLARA It was just as I pictured, the noise, the gazes, and the unrelenting flashes of light from the camera. I planned to spend no less than two hours here, and that was why it was easier to bring Velma along. The hall was vast, classical music humming underneath the thick waves of chattering. I looked to my side, and Velma was so busy being awed while Rodney showed her a few things within earshot- like the giant chandelier that looked like it materialized from a Barbie movie Just two hours and we'd leave. The donations would be sent as per usual. I would never miss a chance to donate at a fundraiser. This dress was a source of attention, and for some reason, I was beginning to wear it. Then again, would I rather wear it around in my bedroom, before a floor-length mirror, and twirl around till I get dizzy? Most likely? I pursed my lips and turned my head again but found that Rodney was already looking at me. I blinked repeatedly, flustered as he mutter
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Accidents And Revelations. MIKE I got the greatest shock of my life when my eyes drifted from the group of people I was talking to, and it was Velma I saw, wandering through the midst of unsuspecting crowds. She seemed to be looking for something, or someone, seeing as she looked around so frantically. My heart almost leaped from my chest. "Excuse me," I muttered as I walked in her direction, my strides wide enough to catch up with her little ones. Soon, I was standing before her, and she looked up at me. The moment she recognized me, her lips curled into a knowing smile, and she said something that was too low to go above the blasting music. I was torn between two decisions- to lift her up in order to hear her properly or to hold her and just lead her to her mother. Both of these options, Clara would murder me for it. I didn't know why, but I didn't mind getting yelled at for this kid; there was just something about her that made my blood burn, in a good way. Peering at her
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De-nial Is A River In Egypt CLARA "Is Velma my daughter?" The question hit in the chest like a stab wound, and I started to bleed, but he didn't see. This facade had been practiced for five years. I didn't see the need to break it now or ever. That question had power, the expectant gaze in his eyes wielded more strength, and I just stood there, feeling my bones turn to jelly- almost lifeless and pale like a porcelain doll. The freezing atmosphere of the room didn't help either. It felt as though I could break if I moved too much. I'd never felt this level of fragility in so long. Now that I felt it, it had to be at the front of my self-crafted, doorstep-delivered nemesis who gawked at me as though I was a piece of bacon and he was a cat, ready to pounce on anything. Ready to suck an answer from verbal cues, noticeable or not. As usual, my go-to was sour laughter. As I barked a laugh into the air, I felt some sort of dissolution going on in my chest. The more I retched, the
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Thin Ice. MIKE The phone call came in, disrupting the silence of my office and pulling me out of my thoughts. It was a random number that I didn't pick up at first, after a glimpse at the screen. More often than not, I got spam calls from random people who'd somehow gotten my number on the internet. I tossed the phone back to the table, facing its head down and trying to concentrate on the heap of files that sat before me. I hadn't been able to concentrate on anything since my last conversation with Clara; not even Lucy 's endless tantrums could pull me out of that mood. Rationally, I should have pulled back as she requested, but I was unable to do so. Everything inside of me screamed for an explanation, or proof to back up what she said. The buzz came in again, the intensity of the vibration tilted the phone to the side, and I immediately picked it up this time, frustrated and ready to blatantly cuss at who it was. It could be Lucy , and that would make me even angrier. I
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Hell Breaks Loose! CLARA I wiped my face with my sleeves and tottered behind the doctor. It took everything in me not to run down the corridor and barge into the hospital room, but I knew that would only make things worse, especially for Rodney. He must be feeling like he'd hit rock bottom, especially because of Velma, and that meant I had to cut down my excesses and appear normal- or at least a slight semblance of it. The door opened with ease, and the doctor walked through, and I stood by the doorframe, unable to control my legs to walk in. How did this even happen? Why did this happen? These two have done nothing to deserve it, and Rodney was in this situation because of me. It was my fault. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I blinked them back, finally able to regain motion, and I slowly walked through the door. There he was, with a cast around his neck and leg, and yet he managed to look like he was holding it together. That was until his eyes met mine, and they became g
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Pain. CLARA I should have been the one in that car. It should have been me who got hit. If that had happened, my world wouldn't be flipped over like this. It shouldn't have been Velma. That little girl didn't do anything wrong. Why did this have to happen? I was in a state of perpetual torture, and drawing a breath every time felt like a chore that I shouldn't be performing. My daughter couldn't breathe without an oxygen mask, and she was laid on a cold, hard bed, rather than the warm embrace of my arms or the warm comfort of home. I was going crazy as I sat in silence, my battered bare feet tapping aggressively against the floor, and my eyes remained locked on the exit, waiting for Mike to appear. Waiting for the sign to change from red to fucking grin, and they announce my daughter's consciousness. My hands were steepled, and I rested my elbow against my leg, rocking back and forth in an unsteady motion. We were having breakfast when Rodney stopped by, and Velma practi
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Chapter 122 :A New BeginningMike pov It’s strange how life changes in an instant. One moment, you’re proposing to the love of your life with sweaty palms and a missing ring, and the next, you’re staring at a pregnancy test that says “positive.” Clara’s still asleep next to me, her hair a mess of golden waves sprawled over the pillow, and I’m lying here trying to figure out how my life got so... perfect. Except, it’s also terrifying. “Dad, I’m hungry,” Velma’s voice cut through my thoughts. I blinked at the ceiling before turning to see her standing by my side of the bed, clutching a stuffed bunny with one hand and rubbing her eyes with the other. She looked up at me with that sleepy little pout that made me realize she wasn’t a baby anymore. She wasn’t even my “little girl” anymore. And soon, there was going to be another little one in the house. “I’ll make you something in a sec, kiddo,” I whispered, ruffling her hair. Velma narrowed her eyes at me, all suspicious-like.
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Crossing T's And Dotting I's. CLARA The ride was quiet, tense even, and my head was glued in one position, staring outside the vehicle as the houses blurred by. It seemed like Mike had been an undeniable part of my life for too long. I thought when I got home, I would be able to get him out of my air, but here I was now, in his car. I didn't know what I was supposed to say. I had been judgy and undeniably mean to him, especially about Lucy . No, about everything, and I knew why I continuously did that. I just wanted to push him away, irk him, and show him all of the ugliest parts of me so he could get sick of it and go away! That didn't seem to be happening anytime soon, and the guilt I felt was only amplified. However does one get over this? Jeez. I glanced at him from the corner of my eyes; he even looked good from the side, focused on the road. The silence was so thick that I felt it in my chest. Felt it deep inside my heart like an ice-formed dagger and it was slowly pre
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: Viva La Vida.THREE MONTHS LATER.MIKE "Ughh! This dude doesn't know how to give up, does he?" I rolled my eyes as I fell on the couch next to Clara and wrapped my arms around her. She was looking at her phone again, for the second time today. He just wouldn't stop sending her those pictures, would he? Clara snuggled closer, "I should just block him, right?" She joked. "Love really had made him mad. I mean, look at that smile!"I shrugged. "I mean, did you see what it did to me?" A giggle ripped out of her throat and I snatched the phone from her playfully. "Is it just me or does he look fatter here?""Claire must be doing such a wonderful job!" Clara beamed, sighing. "I'm just glad he's okay! He looks so happy!""He does." I pecked her. "But I look happier, look at me alone." Rodney had been on vacation with Claire for the past two months, so we get blessed with pictures like this every second.It was tons of Claire's pictures, literally every part of her had been sent to Clara a
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Hope.CLARAMike didn't respond, and more tears trickled down his cheeks as he stared into my eyes. His eyes were red, and swollen, evidence that he had been crying for a longer time than right now. My eyes prickled at the sight of him crying, and tears began to roll down my cheeks as well.Why was he crying? And why was I crying too. I didn't know why but my heart felt heavy in my chest, and it ached terribly. His silence stung me all over like a thousand bees. Why was he answering? What had happened to our baby?"C-Mike ?" I stammered, arching a brow, "What happened to Velma?" The question barely left my lips, but again he was quiet. Almost like he couldn't speak, and I couldn't take it anymore.The silence was killing me, just as much as not knowing what had happened to my baby. Could she-No. I shook my head frantically at the thought of that. No way. I didn't even want to think about that. I couldn't bear the thought of it, and it felt like a part me died at that brief thought.
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Where Is She?CLARAI knew it was stupid and I shouldn't be here alone but what else could I do?! Lucy had threatened to harm her if I told anyone. I'd rather get hurt in her place as long as nothing happens to my daughter!I parked the car and looked up ahead at the building. No one lived there and the whole thing looked like it would fall apart at any moment.My heart thumped in my chest when fear gripped me and the possibility of all the bad things that could happen flashed before my mind. I closed the car door immediately I stepped out, my hands balled into fists.I'd rather die than have anything happen to Velma! Oh, god! Oh god! Agatha, too! I desperately clung to the hope that she had nothing to do with this, and that she was safe, just as Velma was.The video replayed in my head in an unending loop and I almost burst into tears.My baby. My little girl was fucking tied to a chair. I was going to kill Lucy ! I was going to rip her to shreds the moment I set my eyes on her. I s
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The Foe.CLARAI felt a knot immediately tighten in the pit of my stomach as my eyes scanned the empty room from the doorway. The bed was empty, Velma wasn't here. Velma wasn't here?It was 2 a.m. Why wasn't she in bed by this time? Panic was slowly setting in, and I could feel it claw it way up my stomach. Where was she?My eyes shot to the restroom at the corner of the room, and I felt a bit of calm wash over me. Perhaps she was in there. I swallowed the uneasiness that had crawled its way to my throat, slightly panicking as I dashed across the room to her bathroom. "Velma," I called as I knocked on the door or rather banged it but there was no answer, and I pushed it open, "Velma," I called again.The door swung open, and my heart sank as it turned out empty too. She wasn't in the restroom. My head spun around the room, and my palm was beginning to feel clammy as I released the door and it slammed shut in my face. Where the hell was she? Where could she go?My stomach tightened, a
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More Trouble!CLARA I came out of Velma's room after I'd registered that she was asleep and I took Mike into mine.We barely made it past the door. My urges were all over the place and I'd clenched my thighs all through the ride. I needed him so badly.Mike managed to slam the door behind me and pushed me in, crashing his lips into mine! "I'll take care of you," he whispered between kisses. "I'm so sorry, Clara. I'm so sorry I made you doubt me."His breath was hot against my face and he nibbled kisses everywhere. I was dripping wet, unable to contain my hunger.He whispered lovingly as he placed kisses on my naked body. I hastily unbuttoned his trousers, and he pulled it off before tossing it aside."Mike ," his tongue twirled with mine as if I'm trying to taste all his secrets. "I know. And I'm sorry too," I replied, out of breath. "Please. I'm ready. I want this. I want you. I'm done fighting you. Let me feel you, please."I reached down between us and gripped his cock, a little
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Misconceptions.ClaraMy eyes locked onto Alice as she stepped inside my home, and I clenched my palm into a fist, feeling the slight tremble of my hands, and body as the rage simmered inside of me. It felt like a fucking earthquake was happening inside of me, and I hated that she made me feel this way-this small.What the hell was she doing here? How dare she even show her face here after what she had done? How dare she? Anger clawed it way up my throat, and I swallowed it back down, struggling to stay in control as my gaze fixed on her.My mind raced with a mix of emotions-Anger, hurt, betrayal, each feeling fighting for dominance, but I kept my expression blank, masking my feelings. I couldn't let her know how much her presence was affecting me or how much she had hurt me. No way. I didn't want to give her the satisfaction of a reaction so I feigned calm even if I felt nothing like that.Even if I felt like I was caught in the middle of a freaking storm or hurricane. My emotions we
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Loss!MIKE *THREE HOURS EARLIER*I didn't touch Alice! I didn't do anything with her so who captured these incriminating photos? My eyes burned when I looked down at the envelope once more. The weight had multiplied in my hand, like I carried the problems of the world inside that piece of paper.Fuck! Who the hell took this?Why?I was...just a step away from having my entire life together and this happens? I felt like a car running on fumes. Why was I stupid enough to think things would continue to go smoothly like they had these past few days?My heart had ripped from my chest and my hands wouldn't stop shaking no matter how I tried. I gulped hard as I tottered towards my car from Clara's building.She'd shut down and those entrances were slammed in my face. The ones I'd worked so hard to reopen. It felt like a knife was being carved into my chest and I swear, I couldn't breathe!I couldn't breathe. Who sent those photos? What did I do? If only she'd let me explain! Nothing happene
