MickeyMy life was a mess. I was beating myself up everyday and at the same time was still trying to put myself together over what happened. But still, I could not stop thinking about that text message that I have received. All day, it played on in my mind, causing havoc within me. The words kept burning inside of me like they had been carved into my skin. "I can help you get the post taken down. Meet me. You know where. If you don’t, the next post will be worse."I was going crazy. I fucking need a clue. Who would send something like that? How did they know me, and why were they threatening me? There was no way I would have a clue about who the bastard that sent the text was. I stared at my phone again, trying to make sense of the message. It was as though the unknown number was staring back at me, making mockery of me. “Who are you?” I muttered under my breath, gripping the phone tightly asking no one in particular. I opened my browser and typed the number into a phone numbe
Kendrick“Tick, tock. Tick, tock.”The clock kept ticking off slowly as I stared at it weakly. Life was supposed to feel perfect by now.At least, that was what I had convinced myself when I left Mickey. I thought I was making the right decision for myself and for my future.She didn't deserve to be in my life but as I sat in the dimly lit living room, listening to Kiara yelling at our nanny for forgetting to warm the baby’s bottle, all I could feel was regret. Regret kept creeping up on me, making me feel like a mad man. Was I thinking this way because I set my eyes on her at the event and she refused to give me an audience?I could not tell. But, Mickey had grown so much that she now had the guts to put me in a place that I don't belong..“Do you even know how to do your job? Don't let me regret hiring you. I pay you well for this!” Kiara’s voice rang through the house as she stormed into the room. Her heels clicked against the smooth floor as she held tight our Cassie. The nanny
MickeyI had not been able to find the person who had been posting shit about me. It was heartbreaking and I chose to forget about it for a while even though Teddy was helping me. All his efforts had been futile and I have decided to let it go especially now that I haven't seen any new posts up on the blog site. And up till now, my phone had been ringing nonstop with calls from stupid journalists and curious “friends.” I was tired. I wanted to leave.***My shoulders were raised high as I walked into this event with the sun glasses hiding my eyes. The event room looked breathtaking and it had glittering chandeliers casting golden light at different corners of the room. Everywhere I turned, all I could see were expensive suits and dresses. For a second, I thought I was not meant to be here. But my status had long changed. I was going to dine with kings and queens.I had not planned on attending this event. It felt like just another meaningless gathering of rich and powerful folks.
“I’m not taking no for an answer, Mickey.”I froze, blinking my ears continuously at him. This sounded like a joke. I was caught between surprise and disbelief. The only thing I did was to decline his offer to take me on a date. I hated the way everyone's eyes shifted to us immediately he said that and I became uncomfortable. Derrick’s voice was still calm as he spoke but it was insistent and a slight chuckle came out of his mouth. I glanced around, unsure if I had heard him correctly.“Excuse me?” I said, sitting up straighter on the chair. “You heard me,” he replied, his tone was playful yet he sounded like those words didn't come out of his mouth by mistake. “I’m asking you out. A real date. Dinner. Nothing complicated, nothing scary. Just two people getting to know each other over good food.” he added. I blinked, unsure how to respond. This was weird. Really weird for me to digest. Yes, I know that I kind of fancy the man in front of me. But, come on. This was too quick. “D
Mickey“I didn’t expect to see you here,” Derrick’s voice startled me as I set my coffee cup on the conference table.I turned to find him standing in the doorway of the boardroom, wearing an expensive suit that was impeccably tailored, and his signature warm smile. My stomach flipped unexpectedly, and I mentally cursed myself for the reaction.I should not be reacting this way whenever I see him. Remember, that he doesn't have to know that you feel something for him, Mickey. Don't be an asshole or a cheap bitch!“Likewise,” I said, keeping my tone neutral. “I didn’t realize your company was involved in this project. You should have told me when we talked the other day.”“Well, that is a surprise, I guess. Remember, we didn't talk for a long time. If we had, you would have known but you decided to keep your distance from me. ” he said, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he stepped further into the room.I cleared my throat, hoping to maintain my composure. He was beginning to make
Mickey“Your son said my daughter was bossy,” I said, crossing my arms and glaring at Derrick. Somehow, our children met and are beginning to know each other. I could not stop my daughter, Kayden, from interacting with Tom, whom she recently met. They are both children and might one day meet themselves in the future when they are grown. Derrick just chuckled at my words, seriously unbothered by what I just said. “Only because she told him how to climb the monkey bars properly. I believe her exact words were, you are doing it all wrong, Tom.’”I tried not to smile, but the corners of my lips betrayed me. My lips had long pulled out a smile. “She really cares about the safety of someone as little as she is. I don’t see the problem in that.”“Oh, there is no problem,” Derrick said, leaning casually against the school fence as we watched the kids on the playground. “It’s just that Tom is not used to being bossed around. Usually, he is the one giving instructions. And now that it's c
Mickey “Who is that, mum?” Kayden asked, peeking out from behind my legs as the doorbell rang loudly, waking her up from sleep. “It's Uncle Teddy, sweetheart. He's here to see us,” I said, brushing my hands on my jeans and heading to open the door.When I pulled it open, there he was. Teddy. He looked just the same with that familiar warm smile that he always gives us. Teddy looked so tired and exhausted and I could not help but wonder where he was coming from that he decided to stop by my house. “Finally, Mickey!” he said, stepping forward and wrapping me in a big hug. “Do you know how hard it has been to get a proper meal without you?”I laughed. I had not expected it. I know I make good meals but Teddy was just trying to pull my legs. “I’m sure you managed just fine. I was not expecting you. ”As I stepped back, his eyes shifted downward and it landed on Kayden. His smile widened even more and he picked her up from the floor. “And who is this beautiful young lady?”“Hi, Uncl
Mickey's POV“... Are you certain?” I asked, my heart slamming against my chest in quick succession.“Yes, Mickey, you’re pregnant, four months to be precise.” Doctor Lohan said, passing the test result to me.“Oh, goodness, thank you so much!” With my hands over my mouth, I squirmed on my seat, shifting from one edge to the other in excitement.It had been five years since I got married to Kendrick, yet, there was no seed to show for it. To make matters worse, our marriage was loveless and was already hitting the rocks.With tears streaming down my face, I said, “Our baby is going to save our marriage.”“Don't forget to visit the hospital regularly, you need to attend antenatal care to ensure your health and that of your baby.”“Yes, I will.” Grabbing my purse off the table, I slung it over my shoulder and with my heart bubbling with joy, I made my way out of his office.Now seated behind the steering wheel of my car, I pushed my hand into my hair as a little laugh erupted from my li
Mickey “Who is that, mum?” Kayden asked, peeking out from behind my legs as the doorbell rang loudly, waking her up from sleep. “It's Uncle Teddy, sweetheart. He's here to see us,” I said, brushing my hands on my jeans and heading to open the door.When I pulled it open, there he was. Teddy. He looked just the same with that familiar warm smile that he always gives us. Teddy looked so tired and exhausted and I could not help but wonder where he was coming from that he decided to stop by my house. “Finally, Mickey!” he said, stepping forward and wrapping me in a big hug. “Do you know how hard it has been to get a proper meal without you?”I laughed. I had not expected it. I know I make good meals but Teddy was just trying to pull my legs. “I’m sure you managed just fine. I was not expecting you. ”As I stepped back, his eyes shifted downward and it landed on Kayden. His smile widened even more and he picked her up from the floor. “And who is this beautiful young lady?”“Hi, Uncl
Mickey“Your son said my daughter was bossy,” I said, crossing my arms and glaring at Derrick. Somehow, our children met and are beginning to know each other. I could not stop my daughter, Kayden, from interacting with Tom, whom she recently met. They are both children and might one day meet themselves in the future when they are grown. Derrick just chuckled at my words, seriously unbothered by what I just said. “Only because she told him how to climb the monkey bars properly. I believe her exact words were, you are doing it all wrong, Tom.’”I tried not to smile, but the corners of my lips betrayed me. My lips had long pulled out a smile. “She really cares about the safety of someone as little as she is. I don’t see the problem in that.”“Oh, there is no problem,” Derrick said, leaning casually against the school fence as we watched the kids on the playground. “It’s just that Tom is not used to being bossed around. Usually, he is the one giving instructions. And now that it's c
Mickey“I didn’t expect to see you here,” Derrick’s voice startled me as I set my coffee cup on the conference table.I turned to find him standing in the doorway of the boardroom, wearing an expensive suit that was impeccably tailored, and his signature warm smile. My stomach flipped unexpectedly, and I mentally cursed myself for the reaction.I should not be reacting this way whenever I see him. Remember, that he doesn't have to know that you feel something for him, Mickey. Don't be an asshole or a cheap bitch!“Likewise,” I said, keeping my tone neutral. “I didn’t realize your company was involved in this project. You should have told me when we talked the other day.”“Well, that is a surprise, I guess. Remember, we didn't talk for a long time. If we had, you would have known but you decided to keep your distance from me. ” he said, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he stepped further into the room.I cleared my throat, hoping to maintain my composure. He was beginning to make
“I’m not taking no for an answer, Mickey.”I froze, blinking my ears continuously at him. This sounded like a joke. I was caught between surprise and disbelief. The only thing I did was to decline his offer to take me on a date. I hated the way everyone's eyes shifted to us immediately he said that and I became uncomfortable. Derrick’s voice was still calm as he spoke but it was insistent and a slight chuckle came out of his mouth. I glanced around, unsure if I had heard him correctly.“Excuse me?” I said, sitting up straighter on the chair. “You heard me,” he replied, his tone was playful yet he sounded like those words didn't come out of his mouth by mistake. “I’m asking you out. A real date. Dinner. Nothing complicated, nothing scary. Just two people getting to know each other over good food.” he added. I blinked, unsure how to respond. This was weird. Really weird for me to digest. Yes, I know that I kind of fancy the man in front of me. But, come on. This was too quick. “D
MickeyI had not been able to find the person who had been posting shit about me. It was heartbreaking and I chose to forget about it for a while even though Teddy was helping me. All his efforts had been futile and I have decided to let it go especially now that I haven't seen any new posts up on the blog site. And up till now, my phone had been ringing nonstop with calls from stupid journalists and curious “friends.” I was tired. I wanted to leave.***My shoulders were raised high as I walked into this event with the sun glasses hiding my eyes. The event room looked breathtaking and it had glittering chandeliers casting golden light at different corners of the room. Everywhere I turned, all I could see were expensive suits and dresses. For a second, I thought I was not meant to be here. But my status had long changed. I was going to dine with kings and queens.I had not planned on attending this event. It felt like just another meaningless gathering of rich and powerful folks.
Kendrick“Tick, tock. Tick, tock.”The clock kept ticking off slowly as I stared at it weakly. Life was supposed to feel perfect by now.At least, that was what I had convinced myself when I left Mickey. I thought I was making the right decision for myself and for my future.She didn't deserve to be in my life but as I sat in the dimly lit living room, listening to Kiara yelling at our nanny for forgetting to warm the baby’s bottle, all I could feel was regret. Regret kept creeping up on me, making me feel like a mad man. Was I thinking this way because I set my eyes on her at the event and she refused to give me an audience?I could not tell. But, Mickey had grown so much that she now had the guts to put me in a place that I don't belong..“Do you even know how to do your job? Don't let me regret hiring you. I pay you well for this!” Kiara’s voice rang through the house as she stormed into the room. Her heels clicked against the smooth floor as she held tight our Cassie. The nanny
MickeyMy life was a mess. I was beating myself up everyday and at the same time was still trying to put myself together over what happened. But still, I could not stop thinking about that text message that I have received. All day, it played on in my mind, causing havoc within me. The words kept burning inside of me like they had been carved into my skin. "I can help you get the post taken down. Meet me. You know where. If you don’t, the next post will be worse."I was going crazy. I fucking need a clue. Who would send something like that? How did they know me, and why were they threatening me? There was no way I would have a clue about who the bastard that sent the text was. I stared at my phone again, trying to make sense of the message. It was as though the unknown number was staring back at me, making mockery of me. “Who are you?” I muttered under my breath, gripping the phone tightly asking no one in particular. I opened my browser and typed the number into a phone numbe
Mickey“Damn it!”I almost grabbed a glass close to me, preparing to smash it into the wall. Then I remembered that my daughter was here with me. What have I done to deserve this kind of embarrassment that I was getting? I wanted to send a message to my assistant, but what was I going to tell her?The only thing that I could do was rant. While I was still pacing around, hitting the wall with my fist this time. Kendrick's message came and my anger rose up again. “Why is this son of a bitch texting me? I guess he must have seen what is circulating around the blogs,” I muttered angrily at myself. My hands trembled as I read his message, his words felt like a hot slap across my face:"We need to talk. It’s about Kayden. Call me."I slammed the phone onto the table and my breathing became sharp. “This was not about the blog post after all. It's about my child. He has the guts to text me. This man must be out of his mind. I think I could advise him to see the psychiatrist.”He wants to
Mickey“I will be there in a second,” I responded, tucking my phone into my bag. My heart kept pounding inside of me as my silver heels made a soft sound on the floor of the room. I had just arrived at the high profile event that I had been invited to. The room was buzzing with so much life and there was some soft melodious music playing in the background. “A live orchestra band!” I almost blurted out. It was rare to see a love orchestra band in a business event. I guessed this was somehow different from all other events that I had been opportuned to attend. I adjusted the strap of my black silk gown and I wore a polite smile on my face so that I won't scare off people who crossed my path. My chest tightened but I forced myself to focus on the present and not what had been going on in my life all these while. Tonight was about making connections, I had promised myself. I need to prove that I, Mickey, was more than her past. Allowing my past to hold me down will make me sink in