GLENDA'S POVIt's been two days since Maurice left for business and the house felt empty. His absence only made me realize how deeply I was aware of his presence. I had thought I avoided him well enough not to notice his absence. This only proves how wrong I was.As I lay in bed, my thoughts involuntarily stirred towards Maurice, I felt the rise of bile in my throat, the urge to throw up. I immediately scampered out of the bed and headed for my bathroom.With my head bent over the water closet, I retched, expelling whatever was left in my stomach from the previous day. I raised my head slowly, heaving tiredly. The activity was exhausting.And this was becoming a habit. For the past few days, my visit to the restroom was becoming habitual. I would wake with the perpetual urge to vomit. My strength seemed to grow meager each passing day and with a growing need to stay in bed all the time.I was probably coming down with a fever, and a terrible one at that. I moved to the faucet to wash
GLENDA'S POVCold shivers ran down my spine. The hair on my neck stiffened. I held my breath for what seemed to be an eternity as I sat on the gurney waiting for the doctor to return with the test result. Elsa had occupied a seat opposite the doctor's large table. Her pitiful eyes occasionally glance at me.I prayed and hoped that Elsa's suspicions were wrong. Pregnant? Pregnant? How could I be pregnant? As though my life wasn't complicated enough as it is."I fear your veins would pop and spill blood on the white walls of this office." Elsa joked lightly, trying to ease the tension in the room. I appreciated the thought, but it did nothing to calm my angst.I could still feel my veins tense and tightly strained. My breath hitched. My heart thumbed as though they existed outside my body."Calm down. I could be wrong, you know." Elsa tried again. "And even if you're pregnant, it can't be that bad. You're already married and who knows, maybe the child will bring you and Maurice closer."
GLENDA'S POVI tossed restlessly on my bed. It was well into the night and sleep eluded me. My mind was a maze. The events of the day had stirred a torrential turmoil within me. The iota of peace I thought I was beginning to have dissipated into thin air as though it never existed.I was a mess! Both mentally and physically. Neither was beneficial to my health. Most especially now. I let my hand rest on my belly. A gentle reminder of the cause of my angst.God! I was pregnant. It seemed like a breath hitching nightmare, only it wasn't. It was my reality. I was pregnant for my husband's son. I shut my eyes tightly and turned my head to the sides of my pillow. Nothing I did made all of this disappear. I would always open my eyes to the same dilemma.Agitatedly, I passed a hand over my face, rubbing at it a little too hard. I felt lost. I had no inkling on what to do or how to even begin to address this mess.Elsa's idea was absurd! I understood she was trying to help but the solution sh
GLENDA'S POVAir sucked out of my lungs. My eyes popped with disbelief. Lost in a trance, my gaze focused on him. I tried to deafen the echoes of his words dancing about in my head."Kill it! Eliminate that bastard sprouting inside of you?"His words rang like a mantra. A spell of evil. Goosebumps bathed my skin and I felt a tightening knot tugged at my belly. Even the child roiled at his words.I turned my head and looked around aimlessly. The effects of his words disheveled me. I finally found my voice to say something and it sounded so alien to my ears."You can't possibly mean that." I was shaking my head at him.He snorted. "Do you want to keep it?"I jolted in shock at his question. How could he even ask that? "This is our baby, our child." I spoke with trembling lips. "I could never think of doing that to our baby."This time, he chuckled before throwing my words back at me. "You can't possibly mean that." His eyes watched me with disgust.Salted liquid slipped through the thin
GLENDA'S POVI stretched and yawned with contentment when I woke up. I was well rested and relaxed. I had slept better than I had ever done in a very long time. I went to bed happy last night. Very happy. I smiled to myself as I recalled the events of the previous night. Last night, Brian had held me. He apologized and he comforted me. We spent a good amount of time talking. Talking and trying to sort things out. He told me he was going to tell Maurice about us and the baby. I snuggled myself smiling sheepishly at the thought.He was going to take responsibility. He was going to stand by me and our baby. He regretted letting his anger get the better side of him. I expressed my hurt over his cheating and he apologized. He said it was a mistake, a slip that would never repeat itself. He was so sincere and I believed him. Shocking how one moment we were yelling and screaming and the next we just wanted to be so lost in each other. I looked to the empty side of my bed. Brian would hav
GLENDA'S POVElsa's explosion caused me to spill tea on my dress."Jeez! Elsa!" I exclaimed, wiping the hot liquid off my dress. My skin burned underneath the dress. I raised my eyes in shock to observe Elsa. "What was that about?"She seemed to slowly collect herself. "Uhm.. I.. I mean… But Brian deceived you." Her tone was heavy with agitation or maybe I imagined it."And I said we talked things out and we are good. He said it was a mistake.""He told you that?" She asked incredulously."Yes." I observed her for a moment. She seemed distant, brooding. "Why are you finding it so difficult to believe that Brian and I got back together?" I asked. Her demeanor was out of place and something else. I thought for a moment of the right words to describe how Elsa was acting - suspicious. That's the word! Elsa was acting suspiciously."No. It's just… Well, I didn't think he would ever go back to you after…""After what?" I interrupted her, my impatience got the better of me."Never mind Glend
GLENDA'S POVIt seemed for the first time, my feelings didn't stir me wrong. Something bad did happen. Something horrible actually. The shock and pain I felt was out of the world. I was too shaken to come to terms with it. "I can't believe he did this to me." Hot tears slipped down my cheeks burning their path down my face."I can't believe he deceived me again!" I buried my face into my pillow and cried. I sank my teeth into the pillow in an attempt to stifle my painful wails. "Fool! Fool! I'm such a fool!" I cried. I pulled on my hair and dragged at my face.Elsa quickly held my hands, restricting me so I wouldn't wound myself. "Stop this Glenda. You'll hurt yourself.""No Elsa, no, let me be. I deserve it. You tried to warn me… That bastard!" I yelled.My eyes had grown so large that they bulged out of their sockets. My nose was puffy, red and sore. My hair was disheveled. I was in total disarray. Nothing about me was collected. Both physically and mentally.That bastard Brian ha
GLENDA'S POVMy face was lined with dried streaks of tears when I woke up. They ran their lines crisscrossed over my face. My head ached like I had a bulldozer working inside it. It felt worse than a hangover.Elsa had been all shades of right when she told me I'd feel like shit after all that crying. I looked to the side of the bed, it was empty. I looked around the room and there was no sight of Elsa.Maybe she left early. I made a mental note to call her later. She had been most helpful staying with me in my moment of grief.I slowly and tiredly climbed out of bed. The whole of me ached, my body, my soul and my heart. Everything ached. I was reliving a past trauma because of my foolishness. I couldn't complain much. I had a major role to play in my hurt. I was too trusting. I guess some people just had to learn the hard way. I guess I was one of those people.I still shuddered from the remnant of tears within me. I walked past the mirror and a passing glimpse of me made me decide n
GLENDA'S POVONE WEEK LATER“Where is he? How is he?” Concern adorned my weary voice as my worried gaze rested on my brother-in-law.“He’ll live.” Sam said with a grin.Jane nudged him and gave him a warning glare. “Be serious for once! Don’t scare her with your silly jokes!” She reprimanded him.Sam pouted, but his eyes didn’t discard the mischievous glint they held. “I’m serious. I’m sharing good news.” He said with a shrug.Jane’s irritation at her husband stood up a notch. Her glares intensified. “Can’t you see that she’s worried?”Sam sighed resignedly. “I was only trying to lighten her mood.”“Well you’re doing a terrible job at it!”Sam raised his hands in surrender. He shifted and gave way for Jane to come closer to my gurney.Jane approached the bed with a sweet smile. “We came as soon as we heard. How are you feeling dear?” She helped adjust the gurney so my upper body was elevated. It gave me a better view.“I’m doing fine... Where is Maurice?" I asked again.It has been two
MAURICE'S POVBrian acted impulsively. That's what I thought and I couldn't resist the urge to scold him. He shouldn't have taken such a risky task upon himself. I was most certain that he had hurt himself, his hands were hurting and he was hiding it.“Scold me later, after we leave here.” He smiled at his deed, hiding his pain behind those genuine smile.I couldn't help but manage a half smile. He looked charming. Brian was a good boy. He just needed to be pointed in the right direction and I'm glad he found his way back home.I promised myself at that instance that things would be different from there on. He would be my son and I would be his father.I nodded for him to come along and went ahead with Glenda, expecting him to follow behind us. I had only taken a few steps when I heard the crash.I immediately turned around. “Brian!” I yelled, but it was already too late. “Dad.” He choked out in response. He blinked, sighed and seemed to relax. He looked calm, smiling up at me. As t
BRIAN'S POV“Elsa?” I asked him in surprise.It only meant Elsa had run after me when she couldn't stop me from going into the house. That crazy bitch!With everything that my father had told me, it was clear that she hadn't entered with good intentions. She must have sensed my intentions and she wanted to act ahead of me.She wanted to cement her plans, ensure everything happened according to how she wanted it. It was her house after all. She knew where she had left Glenda and could find her easily.Maybe it was a good thing she came in. This unit was large and finding my father and Glenda in this fiery mess was already proving difficult until I stumbled on the door, and heard the thudding coming from within. If she hadn't locked them in here, then maybe I would not have found them.I wanted to lift Glenda, carry her in my arms, but I thought against it and allowed my father to carry his wife.“I doubt that she's still in the building. Quick, let's get out of here.” I ordered and w
MAURICE'S POVA miracle did happen. Only it wasn't how I expected it.“Glenda!” I thought I was hallucinating someone calling Glenda. I braced myself. The thief had come. Death was near. It was so close, looming over us and breathing over my neck. I could feel it. But I wasn't scared. I wasn't afraid. I was ready for whatever was to come.“Glenda!” The call came again.My eyes flew wide open when I heard the second call. I was not hallucinating. I was not imagining things. Someone was indeed calling Glenda.Quickly, I raised myself from the forlorn stance I had assumed on the floor.My dead hope resurrected instantly. Someone was here. Someone had come for us.“Is anyone there? We are in here!” I yelled. My voice had become hoarse, dried from the smoke. I prayed whoever it was out there had heard me.“We are here!” I tried to increase my volume. I ended up wheezing from the strain.I guess my coughing gave away our location as I heard shuffling, then someone approaching.“Elsa?” I as
MAURICE'S POVHis reaction only confirmed my fears. Glenda was in that heat.I watched in horror as the flames grew taller into the sky. My breath hitched. My fears skyrocketed. Anxiety clothed my core. I was shaking with fright.That's when I caught sight of the approaching figure. A ray of hope stirred within me. Maybe. Just maybe.Brian strode past me like a zombie, his gaze set upon the fire like it was beckoning to him.Once the outline cleared to reveal Elsa, every ounce of hope and logical thinking within me vaporized.At that moment, nothing else mattered. Not Brian. Not Elsa. Not me. Only Glenda.I willed my legs to move and like a flash, I ran past Brian into the fire. The dense, hazy smoke welcomed me. Everything blurred in my vision. I squinted in an attempt to adjust to the smoky view.I squinted through the smoke and raised a hand to fan out the smoke. It didn't help to clear my view.“Glenda!” I called out. A raspy cough escaped my throat as the smoke filled my lungs.
BRIAN'S POVI caught a whiff of the familiar perfume as I entered the house. My heart began to beat at a double rate. My worst fears came alive when I stepped into the room to find it empty. Glenda was gone.“Shit! Shit!” I cussed and kicked.I exasperatedly ran a hand through my hair. Just when I had everything ready. When all my plans were ready and set. That sick bitch had to appear now. Why did I ever bring her here? What had I ever found attractive about that sick witch? I looked down at my crotch and cussed myself for my lack of control. But how could I have known then that this would come back to bite me in the ass? How could I have known that Elsa was as sick as the woman who birthed her?“Darn it!”Was this how all of my plans would be ruined? Would I not be able to protect Glenda? Would I allow Elsa and her mother to have the last laugh?No! I swore to protect Glenda and I would fulfill that promise.But where do I even begin to look for Glenda? Where could Elsa have taken
GLENDA'S POV I didn't want to accept how foolish I had been. How gullible I was. How blindingly trusting I was. “Elsa, please tell me this is all not true. Tell me this is all a prank. Say it. Laugh all this off… Say you're joking!” I yelled at her. I shook my head as though doing that would dispel everything that I had heard. “You are a liar! I don't believe you!” I broke into a sob. “I trusted you, Elsa. I loved you! I trusted you!... You were my sister! That's how much I cherished you.” I spilled through my teary, pain-filled voice. “And I hate you! I hate you Glenda! I hate you!” She countered, panting with dark rage. The room was filled with the heat of the hate emanating from her. The stench of her loath towards me was palpable in the ambience of the room. It felt so surreal. Like acting out a scene with the evil villain. Only, this was far from a dream or a movie. It was my sick reality. I could never have thought Elsa, whom I considered akin to my sister, harbored su
MAURICE POV It was a long drive. It had been two hours ago since Lucy agreed to take me to the place she talked about, yet we still hadn't reached. We kept taking neverending turns and corners. “Are we there yet?” I asked like an impatient child eager to reach the park sooner. “No. It's right up that corner.” Lucy replied. “How many more corners are we going to take?” Exasperation embellished my tone. “How did you even come to know about this place?” I asked out of my impatience and eagerness to quickly reach Glenda. The long hours of driving was beginning to make me rethink my decision. I couldn't help but begin to consider that this may be a ploy to distract me. “Um, he brought me here one time when we needed to talk privately. This is his hideout.” she spoke shyly. From the sound of her voice and the expression on her face, I understood that this was where they came to do all their plotting. Could Brian and Lucy still be working together? Could this also be one of
BRIAN'S POVI repeatedly slapped the passport against my palm, relishing in immense satisfaction as I walked to my car. It had taken longer than I had anticipated to get it done but I was finally holding it. My ticket to leave this place without being spotted by anyone.Best part, I was taking the woman I love along. Everything was falling into place. I smiled to myself as I got in my car. Aunt Helena had no idea how smart I could be. By the time she'll realize anything, we'd be long gone. Far long gone! To a place where no one can ever find us! Our disappearance would be a huge disappointment to Aunt Helena. It would put a big hole in her plans.As I sat in my car, my hand rested idling on the steering wheel. I gaze through the windshield, staring fixated at nothing ahead, my mind traveling back to that day at the hospital.★★★Flash back★★★“I've lost him.” She was crying profusely. “We failed.”I glanced over to Lucy curled on the gurney, an irritated look draped my expression.