I wipe my tears and walk upstairs to change out of my nightie. I quickly take it off and change into a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt. I pick my keys from the table downstairs and take the elevator to the parking lot. I need to go to Amber’s place right now. I don’t know what to do, and she will be the best person to help.
I park my car in front of Amber’s place and walk up to her door. I try my best to keep my tears at bay so I can talk to her properly when I see her.
“Who the hell is knocking on my door this early in the morning,” Amber barks. She opens the door, and once she sees me, the frown on her face goes away immediately. “Eleanor, what’s wrong? What are you doing here so early? Why are you crying? Did something bad happen?” She asks, worried.
“Ja-Ja-a” I am hyperventilating, so it’s hard to talk with so many tears running down my face.
“Did something happen to Jason?&rdqu
JASON The night of the party… I walk into the gardens where my grandma is having her party. I don’t know what she’s celebrating, but I know I have to attend, regardless. I wish Eleanor had come with me, but I understand why she didn’t. I don’t understand why my grandma can’t see the amazing woman Eleanor is. I hope my grandma sees it one day, and they can finally get along. “Hello, grandma,” I say, hugging her. “Hello, dear. How are you doing?” she asks, hugging me back. “I’m well, and you?” “Good as well, dear. Where is she?” she asks, looking over my shoulder probably for Eleanor. “She didn’t feel like coming,” “That’s good to hear.” she smiles. The smile gracing her face makes me realize Eleanor had no hope with my grandma, as she had tried to tell me before. My grandma didn’t like Eleanor and didn’t bother to hide it anymore. “I’d like you to meet someone, my dear. I ran into her while at the mall a few days ago,” Grandma says, waving her hand toward someone behind me. “H
I drag my feet as I walk to the bathroom to pee. These past two weeks have been the worse two weeks of my life. I have cried so much I feared I would become sick. I didn’t know what Jason meant to me until his betrayal.I have not had a good meal and sleep in days because of what happened. I spend the whole night thinking about him and crying. I never have the appetite to eat these days. Amber, Evan, Uncle Jack, and Vivienne tried to encourage me to eat, but I didn’t see a reason to eat when all I wanted to do was disappear from the surface of the earth. I felt so much pain that I wished I didn’t exist sometimes.I step into the bathroom, and as I pass the mirror, I look at myself. The bones in my neck are more visible than usual. My eyes are bloodshot red and swollen from too much crying. My nose is also red from crying and too much sniffing. I looked like a zombie, to sum it up. I empty my bladder and sprinkle some water on my face before stepping o
I listen to Jason’s heartbeat as his hands draw smoothening patterns on my bareback. Jason and I just finished making love. After we released from our first kiss, Jason kissed me again, and before I knew what was happening, I found myself screaming Jason’s name in my bedroom. I missed being in his arms like this. I wish he would never have to stop holding me.“Jason,” I say, into his chest“Yes, love,” He replies into my hair.“I have a few things to ask regarding the video we watched earlier.”“What would you like to ask consigning it?”“How did you get it?”“I am a billionaire honey, getting CCTV footage of a restaurant is not hard for me.”“I know you must have hired someone to get the video for you, but what I am asking is, how did you know your grandmother set you up. Talk more of getting a video of her conversation with Christine.”
I come back from my thoughts once I hear my phone ringing. I check the caller ID. It’s amber calling. I quickly answer so I can give her the good news.“Hi, Eleanor, how are you doing today? Have you eaten? Did you sleep well last night?” Amber asks once I answer. This is what Amber has been doing for the past two weeks. She calls me every morning even though she is supposed to be sleeping. I am so grateful to have her in my life. She cares about me greatly. I couldn’t have asked for another person in the world to be my best friend.“Have I told you before that I love you?” I say, smiling into the phone.“Eleanor, where is this coming from? Please don’t tell me you want to do what I am thinking. He is not worth it; please don’t hurt yourself. I know the pain feels like it will never go away, but I promise you it will with time. Please don’t hurt yourself,” Amber says, and I hear movement around he
“Alex,” Jason says, turning around to face him.“What did you just say?” Alex asks, again“Please take a seat, Alex,” I say, pointing to the chair across mine“Is that why you invited me over for dinner? Jason suddenly wants to be friends with me again.”“Yes,”“Why”“I think you should take a seat first. It’s a long story,” Jason says“Alright,” Alex says, taking his seat, “I am listening,” He says once he is comfortable in his chair“I know you must be shocked to see me talking to you calmly for the first time in years,” Jason says“Yes, I am.”“I recently found out you were telling the truth about not raping Christine.”“Really, how,” Alex asks, looking shockedJason tells Alex everything that happened and how he found out he was innocent
I hear Hanna’s footsteps before she enters back into the living room. With every step she takes towards Mrs. Sullivan, I hear my heart beating fast against my chest. My dad died drunk while driving. I know Jason’s parents died because a drunk driver hit their car. Please, God, my dad could have hit anyone the night he died. Please don’t make it Jason’s parents.“Here, you go, son,” Mrs. Sullivan says, placing a file in front of Jason.Jason quickly opens the file. There are pictures inside from the accident.“If you look at the truck that hit your parents and the one with the man holding Eleanor in his arms, you can tell immediately that they are the same ones.” Mrs. Sullivan says, pointing to the pictures. Jason has them laid out on the dining table. “Eleanor, what day did your dad die?”“26th December 2000” I might have been just two years old, but Uncle Jack told me when I got olde
I stay like Vivienne advises. I spend the whole morning at my desk waiting for Jason to call me to his office, but he never does. I spend most of it dozing off, though. I don’t know why, but recently I’ve been sleeping a lot. I find myself dozing off all the time these past few days. I wonder if the stress of everything with Jason and I is exhausting me. It's lunchtime now, and Vivienne and I are on our way out. “Do you think Jason and I will ever get past this?” I ask Vivienne as we take the elevator to the parking lot. “I believe you will. It might take a while, but you will.” “I know it’s selfish of me to wish for a future with him, but I do. I really hope one day Jason will be able to see me and not my father.” “Hopefully, that day will come soon.” Vivienne says, stepping out of the elevator, and I follow her. We drive to the closest fast-food joint for lunch. Arriving at the Subway restaurant, I don’t like anything they have, which is weird because they make my favorite sandw
As everyone walked to Eleanor’s room, I find it hard to move my legs. I was still in shock that I got Eleanor pregnant. I was always careful with my sex life. It baffled me how she got pregnant. I didn’t use a condom when I had sex with Eleanor because she was always on the pill. She was the only woman I ever had sex without protection than Christine. I always used condoms even if the woman I was sleeping with claimed to be on the pill. That’s why I was surprised Eleanor allowed herself to get pregnant. I know Eleanor didn’t want to be a mother yet. This was all just so confusing! “Jason, why are you standing there?” Evan asks. “Did everyone hear what the doctor said?” “Yes, we did,” everyone replies. “If everyone did, why am I the only one who’s shocked I got Eleanor pregnant?” “Because you’re the one who got her pregnant. We’re just all happy they’re both fine,” Amber says. “Did she tell you she was pregnant?” “No, she didn’t. I don’t even think Eleanor knows she is pregnant.”
I look at my reflection in the mirror, I can't help the bright smile on my face as I see myself. The day is finally here. It feels like yesterday Jason asked me to marry him. I can't believe it's been three months since then. I gently rub my growing bump. I didn't want to wait until the baby was born to get married to Jason. I didn't see why I needed to. I love him, and there’s no reason why we should wait before we get married. I even like the fact that my baby is going to be a part of our wedding. You can't really see my bump because of my gown and being just fifteen weeks pregnant. I’m so happy to be marrying Jason today. I pat my hands down my beautiful white gown. My dress is an off-shoulder ball gown exhibiting thin silk threads thoroughly embroidered onto a point d'esprit tulle that provides finishing. I lift my hand and touch the necklace Jason got for me for our wedding today. My jewelry set is a teardrop blue sapphire diamond. Jason said he got it for me because they remind
As everyone walked to Eleanor’s room, I find it hard to move my legs. I was still in shock that I got Eleanor pregnant. I was always careful with my sex life. It baffled me how she got pregnant. I didn’t use a condom when I had sex with Eleanor because she was always on the pill. She was the only woman I ever had sex without protection than Christine. I always used condoms even if the woman I was sleeping with claimed to be on the pill. That’s why I was surprised Eleanor allowed herself to get pregnant. I know Eleanor didn’t want to be a mother yet. This was all just so confusing! “Jason, why are you standing there?” Evan asks. “Did everyone hear what the doctor said?” “Yes, we did,” everyone replies. “If everyone did, why am I the only one who’s shocked I got Eleanor pregnant?” “Because you’re the one who got her pregnant. We’re just all happy they’re both fine,” Amber says. “Did she tell you she was pregnant?” “No, she didn’t. I don’t even think Eleanor knows she is pregnant.”
I stay like Vivienne advises. I spend the whole morning at my desk waiting for Jason to call me to his office, but he never does. I spend most of it dozing off, though. I don’t know why, but recently I’ve been sleeping a lot. I find myself dozing off all the time these past few days. I wonder if the stress of everything with Jason and I is exhausting me. It's lunchtime now, and Vivienne and I are on our way out. “Do you think Jason and I will ever get past this?” I ask Vivienne as we take the elevator to the parking lot. “I believe you will. It might take a while, but you will.” “I know it’s selfish of me to wish for a future with him, but I do. I really hope one day Jason will be able to see me and not my father.” “Hopefully, that day will come soon.” Vivienne says, stepping out of the elevator, and I follow her. We drive to the closest fast-food joint for lunch. Arriving at the Subway restaurant, I don’t like anything they have, which is weird because they make my favorite sandw
I hear Hanna’s footsteps before she enters back into the living room. With every step she takes towards Mrs. Sullivan, I hear my heart beating fast against my chest. My dad died drunk while driving. I know Jason’s parents died because a drunk driver hit their car. Please, God, my dad could have hit anyone the night he died. Please don’t make it Jason’s parents.“Here, you go, son,” Mrs. Sullivan says, placing a file in front of Jason.Jason quickly opens the file. There are pictures inside from the accident.“If you look at the truck that hit your parents and the one with the man holding Eleanor in his arms, you can tell immediately that they are the same ones.” Mrs. Sullivan says, pointing to the pictures. Jason has them laid out on the dining table. “Eleanor, what day did your dad die?”“26th December 2000” I might have been just two years old, but Uncle Jack told me when I got olde
“Alex,” Jason says, turning around to face him.“What did you just say?” Alex asks, again“Please take a seat, Alex,” I say, pointing to the chair across mine“Is that why you invited me over for dinner? Jason suddenly wants to be friends with me again.”“Yes,”“Why”“I think you should take a seat first. It’s a long story,” Jason says“Alright,” Alex says, taking his seat, “I am listening,” He says once he is comfortable in his chair“I know you must be shocked to see me talking to you calmly for the first time in years,” Jason says“Yes, I am.”“I recently found out you were telling the truth about not raping Christine.”“Really, how,” Alex asks, looking shockedJason tells Alex everything that happened and how he found out he was innocent
I come back from my thoughts once I hear my phone ringing. I check the caller ID. It’s amber calling. I quickly answer so I can give her the good news.“Hi, Eleanor, how are you doing today? Have you eaten? Did you sleep well last night?” Amber asks once I answer. This is what Amber has been doing for the past two weeks. She calls me every morning even though she is supposed to be sleeping. I am so grateful to have her in my life. She cares about me greatly. I couldn’t have asked for another person in the world to be my best friend.“Have I told you before that I love you?” I say, smiling into the phone.“Eleanor, where is this coming from? Please don’t tell me you want to do what I am thinking. He is not worth it; please don’t hurt yourself. I know the pain feels like it will never go away, but I promise you it will with time. Please don’t hurt yourself,” Amber says, and I hear movement around he
I listen to Jason’s heartbeat as his hands draw smoothening patterns on my bareback. Jason and I just finished making love. After we released from our first kiss, Jason kissed me again, and before I knew what was happening, I found myself screaming Jason’s name in my bedroom. I missed being in his arms like this. I wish he would never have to stop holding me.“Jason,” I say, into his chest“Yes, love,” He replies into my hair.“I have a few things to ask regarding the video we watched earlier.”“What would you like to ask consigning it?”“How did you get it?”“I am a billionaire honey, getting CCTV footage of a restaurant is not hard for me.”“I know you must have hired someone to get the video for you, but what I am asking is, how did you know your grandmother set you up. Talk more of getting a video of her conversation with Christine.”
I drag my feet as I walk to the bathroom to pee. These past two weeks have been the worse two weeks of my life. I have cried so much I feared I would become sick. I didn’t know what Jason meant to me until his betrayal.I have not had a good meal and sleep in days because of what happened. I spend the whole night thinking about him and crying. I never have the appetite to eat these days. Amber, Evan, Uncle Jack, and Vivienne tried to encourage me to eat, but I didn’t see a reason to eat when all I wanted to do was disappear from the surface of the earth. I felt so much pain that I wished I didn’t exist sometimes.I step into the bathroom, and as I pass the mirror, I look at myself. The bones in my neck are more visible than usual. My eyes are bloodshot red and swollen from too much crying. My nose is also red from crying and too much sniffing. I looked like a zombie, to sum it up. I empty my bladder and sprinkle some water on my face before stepping o
JASON The night of the party… I walk into the gardens where my grandma is having her party. I don’t know what she’s celebrating, but I know I have to attend, regardless. I wish Eleanor had come with me, but I understand why she didn’t. I don’t understand why my grandma can’t see the amazing woman Eleanor is. I hope my grandma sees it one day, and they can finally get along. “Hello, grandma,” I say, hugging her. “Hello, dear. How are you doing?” she asks, hugging me back. “I’m well, and you?” “Good as well, dear. Where is she?” she asks, looking over my shoulder probably for Eleanor. “She didn’t feel like coming,” “That’s good to hear.” she smiles. The smile gracing her face makes me realize Eleanor had no hope with my grandma, as she had tried to tell me before. My grandma didn’t like Eleanor and didn’t bother to hide it anymore. “I’d like you to meet someone, my dear. I ran into her while at the mall a few days ago,” Grandma says, waving her hand toward someone behind me. “H