I kept smiling the entire ride home even though my stomach was all tangled up in a bunch of nerves. I was so nervous and excited and wrapped up in my thoughts that I had not realized that we had gotten home until Justin pointed it out. “Don’t be so nervous. You did okay. It takes a lot of courage to do what you did” I muttered to myself as I walked upstairs to my room. I was trying to calm myself down but it was hard so instead of laying down on my inviting bed, I dropped my bag and headed for the studio. Halfway down the stairs, my mind kinda came back to its current state and I was suddenly aware of how icky I felt so I turned around back to my room so I could take a shower first before I headed down to the studio. What I wanted to be a short bath ended up being a thirty-minute one and it was really what I didn’t know I needed. I am much calmer now but my hands still itch. The intense need to paint something was really strong and I could feel my hands tremble with need. I th
The lights were too bright but I didn’t want to get up just yet but the brightness was making it impossible to keep my eyes shut. I turned to my right so I was backing the window. As I turned, my body ached and the space between my thighs throbbed a little. I was so exhausted after last night. My eyes flew open and I sat up straight immediately but a hence followed because my privates were hurting a little. My hand flew to my mouth as last night’s event came rushing in and my stomach churned as last night’s memories came rushing in. The blanket was pooled around my waist and I was naked. I pulled my legs to my waist to cover my chest even though no one was in the room. I touched Atticus' side of the bed and it was cold, he had been up for a while. I moved to get up from the bed but my body was not moving. It was almost as heavy as my heart. The blanket moved a bit with my movement and I noticed something had stained the sheets. I shifted so I could take a good look at the confir
The silence irked me just as much as the fact that the only place me and my husband could communicate with each other was during dinner and the talk was not always consistent, just like today. Unlike our usual position, I was seated across from him instead of my usual seat beside him and it wouldn’t take a genius to figure out why. I was mad. I felt humiliated and I was also irritated. Not just with myself anymore but with the man seated across from me who would not utter a word to address what had happened. It irritated me that he was sitting down and eating so calmly as though nothing happened between us but I was so bothered by it no matter how hard I tried not to be. “About last night, It shouldn’t have happened and I am sorry because it happened as a result of my carelessness” His voice was so calm, it was almost deadly as if he was warning me subtly to take it like that and not argue. Well, lucky for him, I had accepted my fate long ago and had no plans to dispute something
My eyes followed him everywhere now and I know he noticed and it irritated him but oddly enough, I loved that he was irritated with me. As weird and stupid as it sounds, I was desperate for any form of attention at all from that man so I grasped whatever he gave me. I wonder if it was because of things like this boys avoided fucking virgins. It probably wasn’t the same with all the girls. I even thought I would not cling to my first but here I was clinging to every little thing he does. I haven’t been able to do anything at all because my mind has been clouded with thoughts of him. When I opened my eyes, I saw him in places he wasn’t and he was always waiting for me whenever I tried to close my eyes and I was not complaining. My heart had been breaking as much as my heart had been racing. The girls he brought home these days had increased in number as it had started ever since that night. It was as though he was trying to wipe the existence of that night. Though the girls left in
I hated how I was unable to stay away from these settings without hurting Danielle or being seen as a coward and someone who couldn’t bear to face her husband’s mistress. I sat down in another fancy restaurant at a table in an enclosed space, listening to Danielle talk about the update on the school project. I kept my eyes on Danielle and listened to her talk about the work that had been done and what was yet to be done at the school. Hopefully, the project would be done in about three weeks and I could tell that the ladies were excited about it just as I was. “So ladies, I know we have done a lot already and I won’t ask for more but I want to just tell you that Hazel has decided to give 10 students scholarships along with the project. Mind you, this is coming from her pocket” Danielle gestured to me and she had such a proud smile on her face. That little snitch. I told her I wanted it to be a secret but she went ahead to announce it and with the look she was giving Samantha, I k
“What are you thinking about?” Atticus’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked at him long and hard and tried to figure out why he didn’t look like a cheater. As handsome and respectable as the man was, it didn’t change the fact that he was a cheating bastard.“nothing. Focus on your work and don’t mind me” I told him and turned over in my seat. I was in his office again and not the one at home, the real one. He had been surprised to see me in his office, especially carrying a lunch box and I was pleased to see he had his head buried in between files and not between another woman’s legs. Oddly enough, he had been indulging me these few days and I didn’t know what to make of it. He lets me do whatever I please and actually answers my questions during dinner. He was also not frowning when I barged into his office unannounced. “When will you be heading home? It’s getting late" I had my back to him on the couch so I had no way of telling if he was happy or not and I didn’t wan
I don’t think I was going to be getting angry today. At this rate, I was not capable of anger because of the immense happiness I was feeling. Last night’s event had my head so far in there, that I was blinded to anger. Even when Atticus was silent at breakfast this morning and didn’t answer most of my questions, I didn’t mind. I think my new favourite position was being in his arms. It’s a place I never want to leave. The day flew by in a blur and before I knew it, it was evening. Recently, the preparation for the gallery has taken my mind off a lot of things and kept me busy. I was really excited at the thought of opening a gallery but at the same time, I was nervous. I have been painting as much as I could about different things. I didn't have anything exactly planned but I had been painting based on my emotions and feelings on various days. Today I completed the painting of a man who was standing above a black sea under the full moon. He was staring at his reflection in the
I think Atticus was getting irritated with me. I know he lowkey regrets indulging me and keeping quiet when it comes to my actions now I am a little obsessed with those little actions. I found myself obsessing over him, trying to touch him or get any body contact I could get and it was getting a little bit too much for him. At dinner, I brushed my fingers over his hands when he laid them on the table. When I walked past him at home, I tried to brush my shoulders against his and let’s not get started on the kisses I now give him every chance I get. After that night, since he didn’t protest when I gave him that kiss on his cheek, it had become my daily ritual. I gave him a peck every morning and before I went to sleep. He was yet to reciprocate but I didn’t mind at all. I was happy doing the giving. Today was one of those rare days when Atticus didn’t go to work. I was really surprised when I saw him in sweatpants and a T-shirt in the dining hall. Sometimes, he still loved to rea
"Mom, Noah won't give me my toy to play. he is being mean to me" Lucas whined from the playroom and I rolled my eyes at their antics. My boys had to be the greatest troublemakers and they were equally stubborn. "Noah, give your brother his toy, don't be naughty" I scolded from the home studio. they had a playroom across the hall so I had to keep the door open when I was painting in the studio. "But Mom, I want to play with it" I could hear the pout in his voice. Noah had exactly the same toy but he always loved to play with his brother's own even if they were the same as the ones he had. "Noah, don't make me stand up. I need to finish this" I scolded. "Sorry mama" He mumbled but I could still hear him since the doors were opened wide. "come to Mama baby, let me give you a kiss" That had to be the wrong thing to say because as soon as I finished the statement, they were both racing across the hallway towards me and I barely had enough time to put my canvas away before they slammed
“No” I yelled and sprang up from my bed. I could feel the sweat trailing down my forehead and my back. The lights came on immediately and Atticus was beside me at a glance. ‘Hey, it was just a dream. You are okay” Atticus pulled me to him and I went willingly allowing him to wrap his arms around me. I felt him place a kiss on my forehead. Ever since I was rescued, I have been having nightmares every night. Samantha was shot and killed when she tried to kill me and the sight of the hole on her head had given me severe trauma. That exact scene was what I kept seeing every night. I couldn’t sleep alone and I was now terrified of the dark. The therapist said I was going to be fine but it’s been almost two months now and it didn’t look like the nightmares were stopping anytime soon. I tightened my hold on him to assure myself that he was really here with me and that everything was finally over. “I hate how scared I’ve become. It makes me look pathetic” I whispered. Atticus tried to
My eyes flew open and I sat up straight on the bed. With shock, I began to search my body with my eyes for any sign of damage. I wasn’t feeling any pain anywhere but I had to make sure that nothing happened to me while I was not conscious. The sound of laughter made me snap my head up and I was surprised to see Samantha and a man dressed in a doctor’s uniform standing opposite the bed. She was laughing so hard like a mad person. I was suddenly aware of where I was. The room looked like a made-up hospital room. It was just the bed and a table that contained some medical equipment. I was confused as I tried to assess the situation and understand what was going on. “What is this? What’s going on” I made an effort to come down from the bed but I was pulled back with force. I looked down to see my hands and feet were bound to the bed and I gasped in shock at how I didn’t notice it earlier. I struggled to get myself free but the efforts were futile so I brought my eyes to the woman b
I couldn’t sleep all night and didn’t even touch the food which I always complained was too little. My stomach wouldn’t have been able to take it if I had tried. I was nervous and scared. Something didn’t sit right with the way Samantha stalked out so calmly after learning that I was pregnant. She was too calm and it could only mean she was planning something deadly. I sat on the broken bed, staring out of the windows. The freedom of the birds that were flying freely in the sky had me so envious. It’s been so long since I saw other people. I was stuck here and I had lost count of how many days or even weeks that I’ve been here. It’s been unusually quiet since Samantha left but yet there was so much sign of her again and I could not help but feel agitated at that. I know that she had not decided to let me go but instead, she may be planning something extremely dreadful and it made my chest burn with the thought. The door opened and Fred came in holding a cup. He handed me the cup an
I could believe it and yet still couldn't believe that Samantha was behind this. She hated me and that was something I was aware of but I didn’t think it was enough for her to do something terrible like this. I guess I was a terrible judge of character. I watch her shut the door behind her. She had a sinister smile and she seemed pleased with herself as she let her eyes roam all over my body. I could see the satisfaction on her face as she took in my state. She leaned against the door and watched me with great pleasure and soon burst into laughter while I just watched dumbfounded and shocked. She bent over, hitting her knees as she laughed uncontrollably and I just couldn’t help but conclude that she was batshit crazy. “Oh my God, It’s so good to see you like this. So this is what you look like when you’ve been knocked off your feet. Oh, how the mighty has fallen. Wait..you were never mighty but small like a fly” She burst out laughing again and I just sat there waiting for her to
I curled around myself on the bed, desperate for any form of warmth I could find. It was raining heavily outside and there was nothing to shield myself from the onslaught of cold air that blasted through the windows. The windows were closed but they had a crack so air still managed to find its way into the room. The room was so cold so there was no escaping the cold no matter how hard I tried and thus I was at the desperate mercy of the harsh weather. My teeth clattered against each other in the cold and I was shivering so bad. I knew there was no preventing the fever I would get tomorrow. I have lost count of how many days I have been here. My faith in Atticus finding me has dwindled so low, it sat at about 0.1 per cent. The living conditions here were terrible and even the workers at home didn’t live like this. I had been reduced to an animal. My body especially my legs hurt from having to sit down or lay down since I was here. I was only released to take a shower and use the
My head was throbbing and it also hurt at the same time. I tried to open my eyes but it felt heavy so I decided to let it rest for a second before opening it again and this time I was successful. My vision was a bit blurry so I tried to clean my eyes with my hands and I watched as the room I was in became much clearer, as clear as it could get in the darkness. The room was in a terrible state and the lighting was poor so I couldn’t see the room properly. I tried to sit upright and that’s when I noticed my legs were tied to the bed but the ropes gave room to allow me to move around a little bit but not away from the bed. The bed I was currently lying on was in an equally bad state. The bedsheets were torn and dirty and the bed frame felt as if it would give away if I made the wrong move. I sat up straight then rested my back on the wall and studied the room. I was not stupid. I knew what situation I was in so there was no need for me to cry and scream for help because no one would
Ever since we came back from the hospital and found out I was pregnant, Atticus has spoiled me silly with gifts and attention. He would not let me do anything even as simple as walking just like what he was doing now. “Babe, put me down.” I laughed so hard when he leaned to bite my neck softly “I can walk to the dining table, you can’t keep carrying me everywhere” My hands were wrapped tightly around his neck as he made his way down the stairs. I knew he wasn’t going to drop me but I held on tight out of instinct. I could see the amusement in Nathan and Justin’s eyes as we descended. “You’ll fall if I let you walk down the stairs on your own” He insisted and I burst out laughing at the silly excuse he was giving. “I’m sure I’ve been going up and down these stairs on my own and I am yet to fall” I mused but he had none of it. “Accidents happen and I won’t wait till they do” He finally descended the last stairs and walked to the dining table where Nathan was already holding out
Danielle and the doctor entered the hospital room and stopped in their tracks to get a good look at me wrapped around my husband like a burrito. I was curled into his arms and his hands were wrapped around me tightly like I had insisted a few minutes before they walked in. Danielle had a sly smile on her face as she pushed past the doctor and made her way to us while the doctor looked rather amused. He recovered quickly and stepped in properly into the room before shutting the door behind him. “I can see my plan worked perfectly and you two doofos made up” She squealed and clapped her hands like a little child and it made me scoff. “I told you she didn’t just go get the doctor,” I told Atticus with a roll of my eyes and he chuckled in response. “Well it worked out for the best, didn’t it?” she gave me a roll of her eyes also “So the doctor has your test results and he promises that it is very good news” It was obvious that she was barely trying to contain her excitement and hold