“You really need to watch your tongue,” John said sternly while looking at Paul. It was like he was acting as if Paul did not have any other cause, and that pissed everyone off.
Paul snickered and looked at him mockingly. He crossed his arms over his chest and said, “Of course, I do. What will you do if I don’t? Absolute fucking nothing. You can’t hurt us. We won’t allow you to. It was stupid of me to call you and ask you to come to watch my game. I should have known you wouldn’t do it. You can’t think straight when you have those pretty and brainless ladies by your side.”
John’s look was priceless. My eyes turned to the lady he was with, who looked away when our eyes met. I could not help but frown while looking at her curiously.
The lady was looking at Ryan for such a long time, and I could not help but think, who was she to him? It was probably torture for any girl to think of the worse but had no ch
Gerald was the second child in our home, and he had never married. Some of us thought that he might be gay. We did tease him about it or tried to confirm it from him, but he just smiled most of the time.Well, it was not like it would be a bid deal if he was gay, we were just mostly curious about his preference, and perhaps we did not want him to be alone and wanted to help him look for the right partner later on.So yeah, many years passed by without any confirmation from him. Now, at 45, he was yet to introduce even a girlfriend to any of us. He was so committed to his work that we often joked that his wife was his work.“There’s no running away from this,” Josephina said, and her tone sounded so lost as if she had already given up the situation before even trying.“There is. Watch me,” I answered as I disconnected the call.I put my phone on silent and didn’t answer any of her other calls. She called Marietes
“I’m her only child. I have to be there. I have to see how her things are taken care of,” Lucy had told John, but he had responded that Sierra’s belonging wasn’t important anymore since she was dead.I really did not know how Lucy felt at that moment when John said that. Losing a family member was always hard to accept. It was something that one could not act so normal about regardless of you were close to the deceased one or not. That was also the thing with John.I could only listen silently to what happened. Lucy had defiantly gone for the funeral, but upon her return, John had given her silent treatment for two weeks, spending time at work and not caring about the meals she had prepared.“I should have walked out then. I mean, Sierra was his mother-in-law, and if that wasn’t important to him, he should have at least known that it meant the world to me. He didn’t even care an oz. And I dumbly thought it wa
“I have seen women like you come and go. It’s just a pity you’re older and acting like a young adult. He won’t marry you. He’ll want someone younger like me who will give him children. Do not fool yourself. You can have his money but not his love. Such a gold-digger,’” Josephine said while looking at me coldly as if I am the lowest of the low.I was so hurt by their words that I couldn’t control my feelings. I am not the most outstanding woman out there, but I am not selling myself at least and I raise my child as the best as I could. It felt so wrong to hear that to someone who barely knew me.It felt so wrong to be looked down upon by someone who knew nothing. I would like to retort, defend myself but I also thought that it was useless. It was useless to talk to someone who did not even give me a chance for the mere fact that she knew nothing about me.Before I realized, I already found myself weeping I their pre
LUCYThree months after my resignation from Ryan’s office, I started feeling regretful for the rash decision I had made. Still, I was convincing myself that I did a right decision. Why not? Even if I earn good, if I am not comfortable then why stay?A part of me thought that I over reacted. The more I thought about what happened the more, I feel that I could have responded and taken things in a much more mature perspective. Also, I could have taken it in a way that my logic was more active than me acting emotional.Sierra had occasionally warned me that my downfall would be me making rash decisions when I was annoyed or overjoyed. Well I was not annoyed, I was devastated. It felt so wrong to be treated that way. And that was the only that I think was making me feel better.I would rather lose my job than be treated like shit every single day. Not that that woman would be in the office every day, but still it was better to avoid furt
It was so damn hard to be treated that way and still feel happy. It was actually surprising that she did not cry her eyes out or yell from frustration. She was just sad and silent for day. She still do all the things that she needed to do and that really made me thing that she was really a strong woman.Perhaps, it was best that that man would not return. We could just continue our lives. After all, time heals and that will be the case with my mom too.“If he loves you, he will come back,” I had told her, yet I didn’t even believe it myself.“No, dear. Some of us are just never meant to get married,” she answered sadly. She had become a shadow of her former self, and I felt really bad for her.“Don’t say that.”“Why not? Your father… never appeared on our wedding day. He has never even bothered to look for you or for me, yet I thought we were bound together. Now, history is once again rep
He didn’t talk about it with me again because he decided he had to lash out at his father, who hadn’t provided him with anything since the divorce.I was from the cafeteria I previously worked in, trying once again to get my job back when I got a call from John. He was annoyed, and I innocently thought that it was because Marietes had still refused to talk to him.“What is it this time?” I said, disinterested. I had received another bad news, and I wasn’t ready for more.“Paul called me.”“Oh, and why did he do that?”“To ask for my help. Apparently, you dropped out of school and can’t even pay any of your bills. This isn’t the time for your petty excuses because I am here to pass you a warning. If you do not get a job within a week, I will file for child custody. God knows I am more financially stable to take care of Paul than you ever will be in a million years.”
“Not really. I will be in my room in case you need me,” he said with a wave of his hand before he left the living room.I don’t know whom I had expected on the door, but it wasn’t Michelle. I just frowned and stood frozen, unsure how to deal with this visitor.Who knows how long we are in that situation, but in the end, I just looked at her for so long, confused as to why she had paid me a visit. We looked at each other awkwardly, and she was the one who broke the ice.“Hello Lucy, can we talk? Can I come in?” She asked so softly that I could barely hear it.“What?” I asked with displeasure. I crossed my arms over my chest as I looked at her. I wanted to make things difficult for her, but I was never a person who could do uncomfortable things to others. I could only pretend not to hear her words.“Hello Lucy, can we talk? Can I come in?” She asked again, this time louder and with a f
“This petition is filed by my client John Peters against Miss Lucy Mcdonald, formally known as Mrs. Lucy Peters. My client seeks to file for custody for their 16-year-old child since the mother has proven incapable of taking care of the child,” said the attorney whose name I hadn’t even heard.I was so nervous at that moment. I was afraid that one of his words would make me lose the cause. I have my lawyer but I was still nervous as hell. It was surprising that I did not even pass out.After all, this lawyer was against me. His words were all accusations, I believe they were, but I was still having a hard time when he speaks.The lawyer presented evidence that I wasn’t a competent mother saying Paul wasn’t in school and he rarely ate unless his father sent money.Michelle had been true to her words and even hired for me a lawyer. She briefed the lawyer on what had been going on, and he accepted my case. When the prosecutor ha