CHAPTER 2

"Married?"the shock was clearly written in her face. I bit my lips to stop any sound from escaping. Fury quickly replaced her shocked expression.

"I'm going to fuck that bastard up" I stopped her before she could stand up.

"Don't"

"Don't fucking ask me to remain silent and act like nothing happened" she pulled her hand roughly from my grip.

"Why are you still protecting him Arcelia? After everything that he did to you. He fucking lied to you for two years. He has a wife and is trying for a child. He made you the other girl" she shouted and a few people turned out way.

"I know that already. You don't have to rub it in"

"I'm not rubbing it in. That man needs an ass whooping"

"Maybe. But I'm telling you not to bother. He doesn't even know that I know the truth"

"You didn't tell him that you know he's a lying ass" I shook my head.

"I'm too embarrassed Imogen. Too ashamed to even show my face anywhere. It feels like the whole world knows and they are judging me for being involved in a married man"

"You don't have to be ashamed. It wasn't your fault. He should be the one ashamed for leading you on and cheating on his wife"

I nodded and cleaned my eyes again.

"I don't know what to do now Imogen"

"What do you mean. There's nothing else to do other than to call that bastard, tell him you know what a lying bastard he is and end things with him immediately"

"It's difficult"

She scoffed. "There's nothing difficult about this. It's the simplest thing you can do. He lied to you. Break up with him"

"But I love him Imogen. I've loved him for two years. I've built my life around him. We were supposed to get married at the end of the year. How do I just leave everything and move on with my life?"

"It may be difficult honey but it's the best thing for you. Holding on will only hurt you. From what I understand, he loves his wife and he won't leave her for you. If he wanted to, he could have done it long before now. Don't do this to yourself girl"

Breaking up was the right thing to do but could I survive it?

"You'll meet someone else. Someone who will love you and only you. You won't be his second choice. You won't be the other girl. He'll belong to you and you'll belong to him also"

I nodded. She was right. It was the best thing to do. But the problem was how I was going to do it. I couldn't look at Blaed. I didn't want to.

"Call him and tell him you want to meet up. Or go to his house or call him and end things with him over the phone"

I shook my head. "Things have ended already. Telling him is only a formality. I can't see him or speak to him like this. When I am ready, I'll do it"

"If you say so" we left things at that even though I knew she wanted to say more. We didn't get any food and she put me in an Uber that sent me home.

Imogen wanted to come back home with me but I refused. I needed some alone time to think. And cry mostly.

My home was silent as usual. I went straight to my room and quickly took off my clothes. I entered the shower and cried some more. When I came out, I felt a lot better. I wore comfy pajamas and I climbed into my bed.

It was still a long way till night but I was having a terrible headache and i needed to sleep for a while. I snuggled into my pillow and fell asleep in a short while.

When I woke up, the first thing I reached for was my phone. I switched on my phone and messages flowed in. From my mother, Imogen and even Blaed. I had two messages from an unknown number and I deleted it without reading it. I did the same to Blaed's messages and I opened my mothers.

She was requesting me to call her.

I quickly called her number and she licked on the first ring.

"Darling. I've been calling you all day"

"Sorry mother. I had work and my phone battery died"

"You sound off. Are you okay? Are you sick? Do I need to come and see you"

I smiled through tears. My mother was the best in the world and I loved her so much.

"No. I'm good. I was sleeping earlier"

"Okay. Did you eat already?"

"Yes" I lied. She'll only get more worried and insist on coming here if I told her I haven't had anything to eat.

"Okay love. I was worried you weren't picking up and I called Imogen. She sounded off too. Are you sure everything is okay? You can tell me"

I was tempted too but I was to ashamed to tell her and so I lied again.

"Nothing is wrong. She must have been tired too"

"Okay then. I'll leave you to rest. I love you baby"

"Love you too mama" I said and I hung up.

I sighed and dropped the phone on my bed and went to look for something reasonable to eat. There was nothing in the fridge and I decided to order some pizza.

I placed an order on my phone. A call came in just as I finished placing my order. It was Blaed.

I pressed the dismiss button and it went silent. He didn't stop and continued calling over and over again. Frustrated and angry about his disturbance, I blocked his number. I would unblock him when the time to finally address him came.

I heard my doorbell and I went to the door with some money. I paid the delivery man and he left.

The pizza tasted like paper in my mouth but I forced myself to eat it because I was hungry. There was a sound on my door and I thought it was a knock so I ignored it.

But I heard it. Louder this time and it felt like something was hit roughly against my door. I approached the door cautiously and I thought about opening it but I stopped myself. It was how the horror movies always started.

I was returning to my couch when I heard a scream. Something was definitely up. I dialed the police emergency number and told them someone was outside my house. They promised to send one over and I walked to my window, looking outside and checking if I could see anyone.

I heard the sound of a car outside and I quickly opened my door thinking it was the emergency team who had come like they promised, I opened the door and ran outside.

Instead of seeing any car parked outside, I saw one driving away. That was strange. I turned back to return into my house when I stepped on something. It was dark on this side and I flashed the light of my phone after touching the wet substance I stepped on.

I screamed when I saw the blood on my fingers.