Forget about the last two annoying words. Is he trying to be insultive or something? Who exactly is he to judge me?“Listen, Joe!” I start boldly, fuming inwardly with disapproval at the choice of his words. “If you are here, it is because you want to. So mind your business while I mind mine. I will handle my shit the way I want and at my own pace. Fuck off my case already!”His right eyebrows raise up, forming a very admirable curve above his eye that gives his face a sinfully adorable look. Were it not for his annoying smugness that is choking my demons, I would have gotten lost in taking in his features.“And, what is funny?” I quiz, crinkling my brows at his unsettling reaction.“It is funny how you lie, B!” he states confidently, taking some slow, deliberate steps forward, while I am drawn into awe.I am lying. About why he is here, or about me wanting him to mind his fucking business, or is it about me saying that I can handle my shit? Which is which exactly?“Not another step!”
I suck?Well, I guess I do. Pretty much, indeed. Because if I didn’t, why would I be hurting from words that I formulated for him? I suck so much, and that explains why I have been entertaining these feelings for him. I suck so much, that is why even a disgusting nobody like Leon dumbed me like I was a piece of rotten shit. Yes, I stink pretty much, and that must be the reason why even my only best friend has abandoned me at a time when I need her the most.And ooh, wow! I had to hear that directly from him! And it had to fucking hurt this much? Curse him! Screw him!I scour away the tears furiously; unfortunately, there is no remedy to the loud throbs of pain from my heart. It hurts. It stings so much that I wonder why it has to hurt like this.It is Joe, for fucks sake! He never saw anything good in me. He never saw anything good about me. This is the real Joe that I knew ten years ago. The Joe I was wondering where he went. This is him slapping the shit to my face without caring ho
The mornings are known to bring about new hope and new beginnings. They mark a new start to forget what happened the previous day and usher in something new and better. With the rising of the sun, a new hope and a new faith are born. And that's what this morning means to me.I have been hurt, confused, and wrongly judged. I messed up too. I have done enough justice by crying my sorrows out. But that was until last night. This beautiful morning, I open a new chapter in which all wrongs would be rewritten. This is the day I start correcting all my wrongs and setting the record straight. This is where I draw the line of hiding as if I were anything close to the criminal that they have labeled me, and go out there and clear my name. This is where I start setting things straight.I take another sizable sip of the steaming hot lemon coffee, and I savor the bracing taste of it as it washes my throat down. This is a sweet remedy indeed. It's so soothing. So refreshing. So re-energizing."Good
“Rule number one,” I start after a long moment of pure stare. “It is high time we embrace ourselves as who we really are—siblings! From this moment on, you are my brother, and I will address you as such!”He laughs my statement off, "But you have never seen me as your brother from the beginning.”“Well, things have changed now. We should try to relate like the half-siblings that we are to clear this confusion,” I state.“Do you know how ridiculous you sound?”Well, no, I don’t! The only ridiculous thing here is this affection that is building in us because it is forbidden. “What is ridiculous is you telling people that you left your perfect life in Cuba to come and fall head over heels for your half-sister!” I scream from the top of my voice, hoping and wishing that he gets my point and quits making this so difficult for me. “What sort of catastrophe do you think that statement alone would cause?”“It is not in our hands to tune our hearts to the direction that we want it to go. Our h
“A chance?” I whimper, my head spinning with the impossibility of his suggestions.Yes, impossible, because this is something that can never bear good fruits, and I am scared of the aftermaths to death. This is like digging our very own graves.“A chance to see how this blossoms and where it leads us. Let us at least give our hearts a chance to have what they want. We can worry about the rest later.”Later?Later, when everything has come to light? When will we be laid down on the cross awaiting crusification as punishment for our sins? When we have caused enough disgrace and damage to our parents and our family? Later, after we have been convicted of this sin already?I should scream a very big and confident ‘no’. I should perhaps slap some sanity into him because he seems like he has lost all of it. I should spring to my feet and walk away, leaving him to rethink. I should walk away and find a place to stay and stay from this and perhaps never look back.But my mouth is barren of an
“I also think it is best that you leave,” I add after a long moment.He stands up in a slagging motion that threaten to defy me. He pulls a chair and pins it right across me and makes himself as comfortable as he can be. His face has relaxed after I rejected his sinful offer, but I can’t tell whether I should rejoice or worry about it. He has been utterly quiet, and I had opted to give him all the time that he needed to come to terms with my decision. Fingers crossed in the hopes that he will respect it.“Leaving is not an option!” He argues in a so-less mood, but his voice betrays the calmness he is trying to force.“It is, Joe,” I retaliate. “Go back to Cuba and fix your life. You will only waste everything that you learned in Cuba if you stay here.”He shakes his head. “I am already tied down here. In case you have forgotten, I am an accomplice to what happened. I can’t leave!”Shiet! What a welcome I gave him, huh! Poor guy, but I still think he has a way to save his ass if only h
“So, this is where you have been hiding?” The woman says, looking around as if familiarizing herself with the place.Joe closes the door, walking towards me while this woman keeps coming forward. From the looks of her unsettled glances, it seems she wants to explore the whole place for reasons that I neither know nor appreciate.I raise a hand and stand in front of her as a barrier to prevent her from taking another step past me. “If you came to see me, I am right here. I don’t appreciate how you are scanning my place. I deem it bad manners.”I state, slightly nudging her back.She leans back with a mocking smile, her husband taking a place beside her. The bandage is still on, but he does not look that bad. “Look who is talking about bad manners. Isn’t your rotten behavior that has earned you the top badge in what is trending in the last few days?”Yeah, and they are taking all the glory for all that. And she has the guts to come here and mock me when she knows so well that there is no
A fleeting moment passes, tension engulfing us. My gaze is solely focused on these two loose-mouthed nincompoops. Her words, after freezing her in her tracks, are still echoing in the room. Joe is trying his best to digest the words, while a greater part of me can't help but save the sweet slip-out.So, apparently, someone who is merely a stranger is pretty aware of such an intimate detail about me, huh? Strange, right? Or should I say, precisely, that this opens a crack in this puzzle? This explains why these people have turned the tables and are bent on playing along with a pure lie just to destroy me. Because they are not working alone. Everything is beginning to flow in now.“We should go now,” her husband broke the silence after so long, reaching for her wife's hand so that he could obviously drag her out and probably scold her when they get out for letting the cat out of the basket.But I held her other hand, pulling her back. “You both will leave, but first tell me, Martha,” I
“Um, my dear?” His father calls, and I turn to her, leaving Rey’s eyes scorching my skin. “I think it is time. And forgive me once again, but hold nothing against your friend. She is a good soul. I just needed to get to the root of all this, and I knew she was the only person who had the answers that I sought, aside from you, of course. She means well.”I knew it was. “So, this happens to be the evidence that you have been telling us about, Irma? What is this all about? Where did that come from? Why do you have an old check for this huge amount from our company?” Ana asks.Well, I had not anticipated this happening any sooner, but I guess my father-in-law and my friends planned this well. I can’t lie anymore.I turn to Rayafter looking at these two women, who look like they are about to pee in their pants. “I am…”“She asked me for the money. She blackmailed me!” Katherine snaps, confusing everyone.Even I am confused by her guts! I blackmailed her. With what? Or for what? She is so s
The three of us once again trade quizzical glances. There is more.“What?” We all trace our heavily pregnant gazes to Katherine as she whimpers, “This joke is the worst of the pains, so what more is there, Mazur?” She asks.A joke? She is still refusing to believe that he is divorcing her, even with the divorce headline in bold and staring right through her eyes. Not even his serious tone is enough to convince her. Poor woman! I wonder how she does not collapse after the next blow, and I am also eagerly waiting to know what it is.“I have frozen your cards, Katherine. From this moment on, you have nothing. You are barred from coming close to any of my companies because I have erased your name from everything that has my name on it. As for your children, I will leave it to them to decide. I want you to sign these papers and get out of my house.”Mr. Mazur’s words hang in the air like a heavy cloud. Silence has been the only sound for a long time. Fear and questions linger in the room.
“You can’t do that!” Tarah screams, springing to her feet. “You know that you need us. You need the support of my family for this business. You can’t terminate this agreement. You can’t…”“Your parents and I, young lady,” Mr. Mazur cuts the hysterical parrot off, “have already talked. We agreed that this agreement was a mistake. It is not working. Since this mess has also touched their family because you are in the picture, they agreed to end it in peace and set our children free. We will refund all the investments that your company made in our empire once we do our calculations, and that will be the end of it. For now, all you both need is to sign the papers and go your separate ways.”Hello, to the moon and stars. Here I was thinking that I would be the one to have this bitch divorce my man, but it seems like the stars and the moon were working on my case. Blessed be unto the heavens and to this man as well. God, please restore his health so that he can witness and be a part of the
We all get to Mr. Mazur’s room with fear and curiosity gnawing within the deepest parts of our souls. I know we are all worried. For instance, I have come to love this old man like a father. He adores my child and is excited to welcome the next one that is on the way. He has justified my stay in this house and my love affair with his son with sincere intent. How can I not love him?“Father? We are all here. I thought we had a party next week, which you were preparing for. What is with this sudden meeting?” Ray asks.And I know how much he adores his father. I remember how badly he pleaded with me not to harm his father. Our paths crossed in this second phase, and my heart was pounding with waves of vengeance and wrath. He was willing to do anything, even to take up his father’s punishment on his behalf. And in the months that I have been in this house again, I know how deeply he cares for him. He and another love him so much. He may be rendered incapable of anything right now, but I s
Katherine remains mute, but her expressions ooze hurt and pain. It is like this is a bitter pill that she has to swallow.“Next time, don’t you dare go high and mighty on me, Katherine. You don’t want to cross, or else...”“Shut up!” Katherine shuts her up, her voice coming out between gritted teeth. “Don’t say something that you will regret,” she hisses again as they stand before each other like two antagonistic lions.I feel Rayshift beside me, and before I know it, he is standing up, taking me with him as he approaches them. They drop the rage when they sense us. As if we have not been watching the entire show. As if there is anything new with them. I know their secrets. I know they were together in that blackmail attack against me years ago. The person I pity is Rey, because I still have not found the courage to do what she did.I know that he deserves to know. I know that he has all the rights to know what his mother is capable of. I know he needs to know what his mother thought
I join the annoying party, hugging my fury at my claws because I am supposed to be having the best of this moment with Ray and not burning my arse here watching some manner of less arses drink their already inebriated asses off. Why did this b*tch even need us here? All they have been doing ever since we sauntered from the kitchen is just drink and pick on Ray and me. And she—I don’t understand why she had to stay this close to Rey. She annoyingly pressed against him on the left side while I was clinging to him on the right. The poor guy is so uncomfortable and lost at the meaning of this whole thing, just as I am. And you, if all she wants is to show off, then I don’t need to stoop so low. I know who it is that matters to Rey. I am serious as fuck about where I stand in his life.I unbandage my hand from him and shift aside from him, an action that causes him to reach for my hand and shift closer, pinning himself on me and wrapping his arm around my shoulder. With ease and care, he g
She cloaks her anger for a minute, putting on her signature bitchy crown. But today, her act is not working decently. Even through her iciness, you can still pick up the pecks of anger, hurt, and shame. Bingo, Irma Rose! You are serving this diet, which is the recommended diet. Thumbs up! Stuff her more!“Do not be too sure. And, by the way, how did it feel to see me kissing my husband, whom you can’t stop swooning over? I saw how you almost collapsed with utter stupor and hurt. Did your heart break into pieces after witnessing us kissing?” She asks, almost emitting a smirk.Sha! This witch is so cheap at devising plans. Was that the only way she could come up with to rile me? My! My! She should have asked me for some advice to spice up her rubbishy, unsuccessful plan. She couldn’t even pull off something to equal a kiss. Such a pathetic loser!“I admit I was thunderstruck and hurt at first seeing Rey’s lips on your disgusting ones for a second. But then, reality slapped me—that was a
After a moment, she clears her throat myriad times, scraping the back of her neck as if she has an itchy skin disease. She is still mired in ignominy and bewilderment, and her friends are still looking at her with dismay and shock. She could have prepared them instead of trying to showcase something that isn’t real.“I will just get some glasses. Feel at home and make yourself comfortable on the seats.” She is still battling with her conflicting sentiments.Her friends start dragging their confused bodies to the seats where Rayis is perched, while she starts towards me. I was about to get out of her way, but she grabs my hand and drags me inside the kite with her.The door slams shut behind us, the fresh scent of our raw sex with Ray minutes ago slams our nostrils, and we stare at each other like two antagonistic lionesses that we in reality are.I roughly jerk my hand away from this bitch!“What in the devil’s name were you doing in here with my husband?” Tarah screeches after I snat
“What were you doing in there? Been screaming your name for minutes, hun!” I hear that bitch’s voice as I finish cleaning myself up with the Soviets.Hun? Since when? And what is that?annoying cheesecake tone? Trying to play some lovey-dovey games to fool her fucking guests? I reckon she is even clinging to my Rey’s arm or fixing the nothingness on his tee just to show off. Bitch!“Uuuu! Spare us, will you?"Spare us?From what?Silence!There is no voice from that witch, and these parrots of hers are just cheering; only the devil knows what. I detest those shrieking sounds! They are making my ears itch! I fix my hair and walk out feeling so raw and content, and...And dumbstruck!The heartbreaking visual visage of my Ray and Tarah together with their lips pressed so iniquitously against each other impairs my visual sense for a minute.Holy fuck!I slam my back on the closed kitchen door the minute it closes. A tinge of stinging tickles jolts down my spinal tube, almost paralyzing me