DiamondI was in my late twenties and I still didn't understand how the world worked or how people reasoned. Especially my own sister who I grew up with. Was I expecting Agatha to go through that entire elevation ride and not say anything? No, far from it. But was I expecting her to tell me to stay away from her husband? Definitely not. Was I expecting her to call me a snake? No. Was I expecting her to do her signature hiss and storm away: the one she has been doing since she was six years old? Most certainly.I wasn't surprised that Agatha said and did all of these things, I couldn't put these past her and maybe this was a bit of confirmation that I did know her. But what baffled me the most was the audacity to spit out something so ironical. I'm the snake? I scoffed as I walked towards my car in the parking lot. She dared to call me a snake after she was sleeping with my husband behind my back and went as far as getting pregnant for him. I scoffed again, utterly baffled and ama
LennoxAfter a long day at the hospital, I ended the day by finalizing Natalia's discharge paper so that I could take her up. When I went into her room, she was working on a coloring book a nurse had given her.“Daddy!” she said joyously when she saw me in the entire room. A huge smile formed on my face knowing that my daughter was smiling and happy. I almost went out of my mind when I found out that she was unconscious and had a concussion. I really didn't want to imagine what my life would be like if something worse had happened. Natalia was the light in my life, she kept me sane and I intended to do right by her always. “Natty,” I drawled, going to sit on the beside and leaning in to hug. She threw her tiny arms around me and although they didn't go as far as behind my shoulders, it was the best embrace I could ever ask for. “How are you feeling, baby? Does your head hurt? Your bruises, do they hurt?”As I was asking, she was shaking her head in negativity saying, “It doesn't hu
DiamondI haven’t felt, in a long while, more in tune with that saying, “you woke up on the right side of the bed” than I felt today. I mean, literally, I did wake up on the right side of the bed. But my mood was ecstatic and really positive that morning. Actually, ever since July 4th, I have been feeling this way. Perhaps it was because I was beginning to relax in New York, remembering all the things I used to love about the City I grew up in. I had come back to New York dreading meeting the family I believed didn't care about me, the ex-husband who cheated on me, and all the things that went wrong here. I was most especially concerned about the fact that Lennox will find out that he was really the father of my kids and will try to take them away from me, and complicate the uncomplicated life I had built for myself in New York. I was always looking over my shoulders, trying to remain safe and remain hidden even if that was literally impossible because I was working with the man. Mos
9DiamondAgainst my better judgment, I decided to meet with Agatha. After all, she was my sister. I rounded off at the hospital before six which afforded me the time to search for the place—wherever it was—that Agatha insisted that we meet up. I had called her to come around a cafe that was popular but she said she wanted me to have a bite of their pork ribs, her threat. I probably should be alarmed at the sudden niceties. I mean, the last time we spoke, more like the last time she spoke, she was sneering in my face, warning me to stay away from her husband, and storming away from my presence. Barely a couple of days later, with no communication after that, she asked me to meet her at a fancy restaurant so that she could treat me to their equally fancy pork ribs. Yeah, I checked the maps. It was a five star restaurant. I thought Rebecca was being overly dramatic when she said I should send her my location at all times as Agatha might be planning to give me my last supper. I know w
KarlI was losing my mind thinking about Diamond and the fact that at every minute, she could be with Karl. I was also losing my mind knowing that since the kiss we shared back at my parents villa, we haven't spoken about it; I had texted multiple times but she mostly gave me one-worded responses. At some point, I feared that I might have done something wrong, something to push her away, because Diamond was never usually like this. She didn't ignore me on purpose. In the last four days, I spent an unhealthy amount of time thinking about the woman. I wasn't going to double text her because then that's just desperate but honestly, I was desperate. I wanted to see her, to talk to her, to hold her, and to kiss her again, so badly. I wanted to believe that Diamond kissing me back meant something, she had always kept me at arm's length. She could have easily pushed me away or worse but she chose to remain in my arms and kiss me back right after I confessed my feelings to her. Surely, that
AgathaSunday morning came by quickly and although I dreaded having to put on an act the entire day, I had to really cement my plan. I had figured that the best way to get to Lennox was to get to Diamond. My sister was always vulnerable to family. At first I feared that might have changed with everything that had happened to her in the last five years. But she was still the same as ever: weak. All I needed to do was remind her of the good old days we spent together and she thought I was genuinely sorry for everything that happened, and just like that, I was in her good graces again. Once I'm able to get her trust and make Lennox believe that I am really ready to make amends with my sister, then I'll move on to the next phase of the plan: destroying the trust Lennox had in her. I knew that was going to be a much harder feat than getting back on Diamond's good side again but I was up for the challenge. I chuckled to myself when I remembered her saying she knew I was genuine. How gullib
LennoxAs I was driving through the estate, into my house, I noticed a familiar figure standing by the gate side. But it wasn't that the ‘figure’ which I realized to be Agatha was just standing. Agatha was trying so hard to wriggle away from something, someone's grip. The hair at the back of my neck immediately stood on end, and I accelerated the speed of the car to find out that indeed, Agatha was being held against her will by a man I could not recognize. “Daddy, who is that?” That was Natalia from the back, asking the question my thoughts were poking at me as well.“No idea, baby.” I muttered, watching as Agatha turned around to see the car which was driving up to the house. “Is he hurting her, Daddy?” Natalia asked. I paused for a moment, assessing the scene through the tinted glasses of my car. By now, it didn't look like Agatha was struggling to get out of the grip of the man. In fact, he had released her arm but Agatha rubbing the affected area which was sure to sore was all
KarlI woke up to the sound of my alarm with a terrible hangover that threatened to rip my head apart. I had spent the entire night drinking, cussing at Lennox, strategizing how I was going to tear Lennox and Diamond apart, doing more drinking, and then ultimately falling asleep. I didn't think I could be this affected by a person, more so a woman. Not even my own family had this much control over my mood and behavior. I had learnt to just pretend that they didn't exist and that they didn't matter to me, as they have done to me all my life. It was easy to do that. But with Diamond, the case was very different. When she had broken up with me, I was hurt but I didn't react this way. When she went ahead to get married to my brother, I was devastated but I never reacted this way. Even when she and Lennox threatened to frame me for assault just to get out of their ‘happily married life,’ I didn't react this way. Then, I was already sick of getting hurt by one woman. I had accepted that I l