UNCLEAR FUTURE

"For, as long as the partnership lasts. The..."

"That means forever!" I brat out with pure hurt, cutting him off. Then I think out loud yet again. "And you so willingly consented to sign away all your rights to happiness just like that?"

"There was absolutely nothing I could do. Believe me!" He says, and I glare at him in discord.

"Yes you do, Ray!" I try to speak sense into him. "You have the freedom to choose who to love. You got the sole right to choose your life partner. The person who makes you happy should be your choice, and I am that person, right? I am the one you love. I am the one who makes you happy. The one who loves you so much. I should be the one..."

"Irma!" He cuts me off, and I obey and stop ranting. We lock eyes, and as early as now, I don't like the look in his eyes. It's like my words and pleas don't make sense to him at all. And as if to substantiate my thoughts, he speaks. "In this circle, Irma, it doesn't work that way. I am sorry, but we can't be. Not now! You can't fit in this family right now. But we can find a way to be happy."

Hello, my sweet demons? Please go easy on me right now. Don't stroke me too much because I might forget I ever loved this son of a...

Can you imagine this? First, he insults me - I can't fucking fit in their rich circle? Yeah, right! Why didn't he tell me that from the start? All that time we were together, why didn't he come clean and tell me that we were just sex partners with no hopes of becoming anything in future? Why the heck did he allow himself to love me if he knew I couldn't fit in his so-called circle, huh? Why didn't he seek love and satisfaction from affluent bitches of his pedigree?

And on top of that unjustifiable affront, he has the balls to say that we can find a way to be happy? When he is already married? What will I be then? His Mistress? His cheap whore? What insolence!!! No, wait... What does this son of a bitch take me for, huh?

"Stay, Irma! And I promise we will have..."

"I swear!" I fume, cutting him off, my lips trembling with anger. In fact, my whole body is quivering with rage. My blood must be turning darker from the heat burning me from the inside. He has nerves insulting me right to my face over and over again? "If you dare to insult me one more time, you will never be able to tell how you ended up with broken balls!" My glare adds more weight to the wrath exuded by my words.

He leans his head back, taken aback by my threat. How dare he? I knew the rich are capable of the worst, but he was different. I exempted him from such arrogant and insolent humans, but that was until now. He is no different, but I won't give him the satisfaction to break me any further. I won't take any more of his insults.

"Listen, babe, you got..."

"Your babe, is that bitch you chose over me! I don't need to say it's over, because you ended it already. You don't deserve a goodbye either so just get the fuck out of my way!" I fume, ready to stroll out, but the jerk saw it wise to speak again.

"You can't go! Where will you even go?" He queries.

Ooh, yeah! I was gullible and dumb enough to disclose all of my pains to him. Everything! He knows my story from how I was brought into this world to the last detail of how my stepmother kicked me out of the house after my father's death. Stupid me! Love really turnes you into a pathetic sympathetic open book, squirting your all into the person you love. But never again. Never again will I love so blindly as I loved this jerk!

I dry away the tears hanging in my eyelashes and compose myself.

"Whether I meant anything or nothing to you, you will step aside and let me go. Trust me, Ray, you don't want to arouse the beasts in me right now. And where I go, is absolutely none of your business, but I will take the pleasure to tell you that I am going to a far place where I will not hear the mention of your disgusting name!" I state.

He discharges an annoying smirk!

"Even if you don't hear it from people or anywhere, it's etched in your heart. You can't get rid of me!" He fires, as if he is basking in my suffering.

"I will deal with my heart, you moron! It won't be difficult to unlove some disgusting jerk who wasn't worthy of my love to begin with." I state, turning numb to the pain tearing my heart. It will go away. I will heal in no time. "And now, get off my way, and out of my life!" I add.

With that, he doesn't object. Like a lost confused zombie, he drags himself out of the way, stepping aside as I turn my back on him. I'm not crying. And I won't cry anymore. He didn't mention his child, which means he knows nothing about his seed growing in my belly. And he will never know about it. This is my child alone!

"Irma?!" I almost freeze at the door to his cold voice, but I get a hold of myself quickly enough. I don't turn, but I listen to what he has to say with my back on him. "You will never be able to get away from me! I will find you no matter where you go!" His stern voice threatens to paralyze my bones, but I don't allow myself to grow weak.

Those are nothing but mere empty words. He is just trying to scare me because one, he has no reason to look for me. He is getting married, and he is clueless about the child that I am carrying. He doesn't need me at all. And second, even if he attempts, I will not allow him to find me. This is where our chapter ends.

I walk out, not responding to him or sparing him a last glance.

Never will you enter my life again, Mr Rayson Drew Mazur, and you better pray to your gods unceasingly that that never happens. You don't know what a bitter soul is capable of doing to its culprit!