"Hey", I heard a voice from outside. I looked at the clock. He was an hour late. Normally our fights end within an hour and the make up sex would have started by now. But today I wasn't in the mood to give up. I want him to take my words seriously and jumping into the bed as soon as his head appeared in the door frame wouldn't send the right signal to him. Ignoring him would be deemed as too childish. So I gave him a look which should give him a warning to stay away or approach me with caution. But he didn't realise it or probably he doesn't even care. He wheeled towards me holding a plate."What is this?", I asked him."Fathima said you didn't eat anything and waited for me", he said with remorse."I wasn't hungry and I don't want any food right now", I told him with a frown."Well I cooked for you. So that you give me a chance to seek forgiveness for my callousness", he told me."Are you a good cook?", I asked doubtfully. I have never seen him wearing an apron. He made a decent coff
We were watching bachelor and spending quality time according to my husband. But in reality watching mindless TV is just a farce. We were waiting for the therapist to come home for his session which is going to be pretty regular in the future. He had promised it and intends to keep it hopefully. I know he is very much sceptical. But I wasn't not even for a moment. I know he is going to come out as a winner. He always had before. I knew there wasn't an award that he had been nominated to but did not win. It made me wonder was I unlucky to him.I remembered Ella making me sit out in the car because Heidi once lost a competition because of me. My father had agreed to that to my horror. I waited in the car in tears while Heidi performed and lost. So I got demoted from the car to my home permanently and I never got a chance to go out with them again. Not unless I was old enough to hold her bags and booze. Those disturbing dark days started peeking it's ugly head in my eyes. I should probab
I watch my husband juggling his work, therapy and love life all for me. I feel guilty. I'm no longer interested in going to work which I fought with Dane so I could go. But I still go it was a habit now. But I see hardly anything gets done. The new chairperson who also happens to be Heidi is hyperfocused on the promotion of her social media. It is very sad to see my hard work going down the drain. However, I couldn't do anything because I wasn't the chairperson anymore. I knew my husband would have let me have it back but dealing with a cranky sister was not worth it. Besides I'm no longer the woman who has the iron will. The accident that happened to my husband changed me. I'm now a shell of a person. Even Charlie complains about it. She said I was a recluse earlier but I made a small effort to change it back then. Now she says all I speak about is Dane. I sleep with his name on my lips. I agree with her. But I won't do anything to change it.The worst thing that I see is watching m
The news was so good that we couldn't help ourselves but we called our friends home. Fathima was in her glory times. It had been a while since she had any kind of party. She even allowed alcohol to be served to the guests. That should say something. We were waiting for everyone to come. He insisted that it was ridiculous to hold a party over nothing. But it wasn't anything and he too was excited about meeting everyone. Once they reached everyone hugged each other. They were so happy that it felt as though things were now back to normal. I didn't call Ella or Heidi since I knew that it would end in a disaster. I had called Charlie but she was going away with Janine so she declined."I hope you enjoyed the time we stayed away", said Jake. He had been constantly travelling. He was now attending all meetings. Dane says the responsibilities had changed him completely."We did. But don't ask for any details", said Dane with a sigh."Dane son I knew you would walk again. This only cements my
currentlyrentlyrentlyectly at?", I said in shock. Though I heard her correctly I simply couldn't believe that her affections fluctuated at the speed of lightning."I realised that he was my True love", she said with a sigh."But you said you can't accept him since he wasn't walking", I tried to remind her."That was before now I had seen him he looks far better. He is also very self-sufficient. I didn't see you once running for his aid", said Heidi."But Heidi that is because it is Dane and you know how stubborn he is. He hardly ever accepts help. Even if he is in dire need of it. That doesn't mean he is OK", I tried to talk some sense to her."That is not what you said earlier", she said suspiciously."I had promised you to leave him because of the threats Enzo had posed on his life. But now he is not walking and Enzo had quit his rampage. There is no need for me to worry. I can completely focus on his health and well-being", I told her."I knew that you will back out soon with ever
"Hey Babe", said Dane."I'm looking for that bug spray. Do you know where Fathima keeps it?", I asked him."Bugs can't do any more damage than this", he said with a casual look at his immobile legs."Be serious. Bugs can bite and it will hurt. I will ask Fathima myself", I said to him."Come here", he ordered me."Why?", I asked him."So I can give my wife something to miss while I'm away", he said."Don't try to pacify me. You are the one who suggested it. I didn't want to go out at all. Maybe you are bored of me", I confessed."Come and sit here", he said. He had already stopped the chair so it won't move with the extra weight."I could never be bored of you. But I also don't want to limit you. You need to live your life. There can't be two disabled people in a single house it is the norm", he said."There is not", I protested."But you are holding back yourself. I don't want you to do that", he said to me."I'm staying with you because it gives me more pleasure than going out and ge
"Isn't that your sister?", shouted Charlie in my ear."Yes", I said my voice barely a whisper."Wasn't she dating some rich banker?", asked Charlie."Yes but they have broken up", I told her."Well it didn't take that long", she said with a shrug and went back to dancing.But after I saw Heidi there I couldn't focus on dancing anymore. I was very concerned that she was dancing with a stranger who is trying to grind into her. Instead of laughing at him or twisting away, she was dancing like a possessed woman. The alarm bells started ringing in my ears.I was watching them like a hawk but she didn't seem to be interested in a conversation with the random guy and neither did he. They were both enveloped in each other. But they looked awkward while doing it. That told me that they were two strangers and the guy was probably talking her into getting out of there. I walked towards them bumping into sweaty bodies all the way. There were certain advantages to my height one of them is that I
I have been taking care of Ella and Heidi all my life. So I mostly grab and drag them towards the bedroom and sometimes I even end up changing them. They would look less threatening that way lying in their vomit. But instead of thank you I normally get a tongue lashing for being late for getting them coffee. I didn't know what would be the reaction of Fathima. She hates when people get drunk. She wasn't particularly happy when I and Charlie left for the pub. According to her places like that is where Satan dwells. But she is wrong they live everywhere especially those places where people pray.I had managed to get her out with Charlie's help. She left soon since according to her party was over. Fathima came from the inside frowning. I didn't call any security guards I could have but I didn't think dragging the drunk sister-in-law upstairs wouldn't count as their duty.Fathima came with me upstairs muttering how careless women are becoming these days. I could imagine the horrors she co