I stopped my car in front of mum's large house and alighted. Yes, it was mum's house. She owned it all to herself! Although my parents were not divorced, they lived separately. It was obvious that the idea of living together with mum, didn't really sit well with dad. He always had prejudiced views about women. To him, women were mere distractions, they were only meant to be fucked and nothing else! Too bad of him! Worst of all was, he loved clubbing, especially while he was younger. He was a fan of one night stands. I won't be too surprised to hear that I had a step brother or sister elsewhere I knew nothing about. He was such a fucking dick head!My mum told me everything. She told me how they met for the first time, at the club, where she worked as a stripper, at the time she was in dire need of money. He paid for her services and they spent the night together. He was gone early the next morning, after mistakenly leaving a bundle of cash and his business card behind.According to h
Mum dialled dad's phone number a couple of times, before he finally picked up. That's my dad for you! He'll never pick up, unless you called more than twice, to show that it was really concerning to you, the reason why you were calling. Most atimes because he was busy, other times because, perhaps he didn't just want to speak with anyone at the time. Mum should have know his pattern already, but she still insisted on calling him over and over, until he finally decided to pick up.After a few more attempts, dad finally did pick up."Hello Johnson!" My mum greeted, immediately my dad picked up the call."Hi Liya! What's it?" Dad replied, with a husky tone.This got me thinking. 'Why couldn't he at least, ask about how she was faring? Is he this indifferent and heartless?' Well, I should mind my business, maybe.Mum heaved silently and said,"Why did you do what you did? Why Johnson? Why?" She asked, pain stinging in her eyes."What did I do?" He asked, nonchalantly."What?! You mean
Morning finally arrived. I was awoken by the gentle rays of sunlight, that found its way through the tiny opening curtain-covered window. Sleepily, I tilted my head gently to the other side of the bed. Rubbing sleep off my eyes with the back of my hand, I opened my eyes, slightly.I looked around the room. Everything was strange. It wasn't the regular room I used to know. Opening my eyes widely, I sat down and inspected the room properly, taking in every single detail of the room. The cream coloured walls, the wooden chest of drawers, the bed, the duvet, the bedside table,... It only reminded me of one place. I was dawned with apprehension at once."But how did I get here?" I wondered silently, my brain thinking about the possible answers to it.I could recall that I was locked out of my house yesterday, and I came to mum's place. Oh yeah! That's it.Without much thought, I sprang out of bed and went towards the door. I pushed it open and stepped out of the room gently. I walked to
The cool music played loudly from the car, into the enclosed air. It was mum's favorite, Sia's 'Unstoppable'. It was a real buzz for the moment.Mum hummed along with it, while she drove slowly. I kept quiet and fixed my gaze on the sides of the road, as we appeared into the bustling city.Despite the fact that the city was well populated, the streets looked so beautiful and clean, unlike others of its kind. I really loved the view. In London, everyone went about their businesses, with apparently no care for what is happening in the world. Everyone was indeed unstoppable!I guess if I had grown up right here, in the middle of the city, I'd won't really care much about what Dad says! My semi-conscious mind played with me.I tried hard to digress my thoughts from Dad, at least for the while, but I couldn't. Everydamn thing kept revolving around him. I felt so pissed off about it.Grabbing my phone from my pocket, I decided to check if I had messages to reply to. I saw Roseville's previo
"Hi dad! How're you doing?" I greeted, as soon as he entered the living room.Dad looked so bizarre. His grey hairs and wrinkled face made him look like he was far into his seventies, whereas he was just in his late fifties. His looks resembled those of my grandpa, when he was alive.He kept silent, moving his gaze at me. His eyes were filled with great contempt, as he sat down on a sofa opposite to the one mum and I sat. It was so deadly the way he looked at me. I was compelled to keep my eyes off him, and my mouth shut too. Besides, what else would I have said?"Johnson, what's wrong with you?" It was mum, this time."Nothing, Liya. I'm alright." He replied. "So, why don't you want to talk to Ben?""He doesn't worth it."'What?! What did he just say?' I covered my mouth with my palms and gasped for air. Gulping down, I cast a stare at mum to see her reaction."Why, Johnson? He's our son, our only son," Mum pleaded, on my behalf."Yeah, he's our shameless son! Had he listened to me
We were so exhausted when we got home. I headed to my room immediately and pulled off my shoes. I sank myself deeply on the bed with a loud thud."Fuck!" I cursed, loudly.Many things are going through my mind right now. I can't really think properly, though. What should I even think about right now? Is it about the outcome of the meeting or that I still have to stay at Mum's place for another day. The thought of it really sulks. Everything sulks!I stared blankly at the ceiling and spread my arms and legs widely apart diagonally, like a hopeless soul. I was indeed hopeless and helpless.My thoughts strayed from my family and then I remembered Roseville. We haven't talked or chatted for days now. I really missed her! We haven't even replied to her text yet. I just hope she won't be too worried or upset with me. I didn't just know what to say, it wasn't my fault after all.After much thinking, I decided to give her a call. She didn't pick up. I dialed her number for the umpteenth time,
It's been weeks now. Almost a month already, since I haven't seen or heard from my Rosy! I've missed her so much.I wet my bed with tears every night, when I think about her and how she left me, without uttering a word. If only she knew how much I love and have missed her. If only she could listen to me. If only she could…My ruthless family, except for darling Mum of course, never ever cared about me. Dad never gave a fucking damn! He fought tooth and nail to make sure that he frustrated my life so well, at all costs. And here I am, drowning deep in my pain, without any flicker of hope. Not even a glint of it!I was home now, at the comfort of my room, though I found in no comfort therein. Instead, I was clouded by the shadowy torrents of anguish and seemingly unending pain. I'm sure would have been better off at Mum's place. At least, I'd get the right dose of comfort I yearned for.The lawyer came a week after, just as dad promised, that was a fortnight ago, and fortuitously, the
Alice's POVI came to Alexander's Hotels and Suites to apply for a job as a secretary. Prior to that, I learned that they needed a new secretary through a magazine. I was twenty-two and I already had a degree in Business Administration. I've also worked with a few companies earlier on. I knew I was fit for the job, so I applied for it. As I arrived at the company, the first thing I noticed was the carefree attitude of the people there. Everyone went on with their businesses without apparent care in the world. What particularly put me off, was the ineptitude of the receptionist. She scolded the visitors and other fellow applicants and spoke harshly to them, for no just cause. Well, perhaps because their boss, the CEO, hasn't been able to put up an appearance, in about a month's time, as I heard. I could recall categorically how she spoke to an elderly man who wanted to be directed to where to make reservations for a room."Hello ma'am! Please, where could I book a room?" The elderly
Welcoming my first child brought me more joy than I expected. I beamed with smiles as I cuddle him dearly in my arms and reminisce about my past and how serendipity smiled at me. Bernard was now a happy father. I'm so glad and thankful for bringing my child into this world. He was my joy giver and now my joy was complete. The living room was flooded with family and friends, who came around to send greetings and gifts to the new baby. Becky came along with Davis, smiling at each other all the time. I suspected something going on between the two of them, but confirmed my thoughts when I spotted the diamond engagement ring in her finger. “You're engaged?” My popped, as I stared at the beautiful ring in her middle finger. “Of course, I am,” she returned the smile, flaunting her ringed finger in the air. “Wow! Congratulations to you!” I cheered. “Thank you. You too, Alice! You're now a mother,” she replied heartily. “Where’s your fiancé?” I asked, to be sure I wasn't mistaken
The early morning sun rose steadily, shedding its beams across to my weary eyes. I gently opened them up and stretched lazily, yawning tiredly while I turned my head to my side. Bernard wasn't there. 'But where could he be?’ My heart missed a beat. My head spinned and I felt heavy blocks pushing their weight against it. I cleared the sleep off my eyes and stared around the room, expecting I would find him somewhere close by, but I didn't. I became worried. “Ben!” I called out his name but there was still no response. I stood up anxiously and headed into the bathroom to check if perhaps he'd be there, but I still didn't find him. My heart pounded hard in my chest. ‘Where could he be now? What the hell is going on?’ The fear of being abandoned seized me. I stepped out of the room hastily, as though chased by a monster and went to the next room, his study, to search for him. The study was empty and dumb. “Bernard!” My throaty voice pierce into thin air. “Where are you?”
Alice's POV Everything seemed to be happening so fast, but at least so perfectly. I wouldn't have believed it if I was told that I'd get married soon, and to Charles as I previously envisioned, but to my boss. That was the very best day of my life, when we stood there, radiantly breathtaking on the altar and exchanged marital vows. Walking down the aisle with Bernard was the best decision I have ever made and there is no going back. Here I am in our private hotel suite, designed for just the two of us, in the cuddle of his arms, while I reminisce about the activities of yesterday. From the church wedding, to the reception party and then to this very bed we slept, last night, it all replayed in my head. We went wild last night. Our clothes were still sprawled across the floor. I could remember almost vividly how he threw me to the bed and undressed me hungrily, like a prey he was ready to devour. He did so many other things to me, so many that I can't even remember. The only on
A month later, The church hall was tastefully decorated to suit the event of the day. Numerous guests from different walks of life sprawled over the place in their festive attires, wearing cheerful faces. The orchestra serenaded the congregation with soft melodious tones from their instruments. Cheerful indistinct chatters were heard around the hall, all set for the arrival of the bride. I waited patiently at the altar, in my custom made black suit and matching trousers, together with Davis, my best man, who was dressed similarly. I beamed with smiles, in anticipation of the bride. The clergyman also stood at the altar, ready to execute the ritual of exchange of marital vows between me and the love of my life. As if propelled by some telepathic instigation, Alice showed up as expected, with a bouquet of white roses in her hand. She was putting on a sparkling white satin dress that was tailored perfect to fit her figure and accentuate her curves. Her skin glowed brightly, as she w
Two weeks later. "This has to be perfect for Alice. Are you sure I'm doing it all right?" I asked Davis, pacing around with the ring box with me. He shook his head in approval. "You're going to do just fine Ben, don't bother about it." Davis assured me and I heaved a sigh. “The truth is, I plan on proposing to Alice tonight, I really hope she says yes. I mean she can't possibly say no? Right? We've been together for a couple of months now and Alice has been the best thing that ever happened to me. I love her to bits, and she loves me too, and I think this is the big next, final step for us.” "Hey! Man up! She's here already." Davis said to me and I felt my heart skip a beat. "Do not mess this up, dude!" Davis warned and I nodded sheepishly, nervousness taking over my system immediately. I watched from the corner, as my dear Alice smiled in happiness, in respect of the surprise party thrown in her honour, she radiated in happiness. I'm enthralled with her beauty. There
Bernard's POV Would I say I was nervous? Or was it just a regular tingling feeling one has when on a date with a woman one has formerly known? Whatever the case may be, that was exactly how I felt right now. She sat graciously opposite me, beaming with enticing smiles that I couldn't resist. I tried smiling back, but each time I did, I ended up blushing openly. It was a dinner date in my personal suite in the hotel. She was putting on a short red sexy dress, with a lowered neckline, exposing a little of her cleavage and high stiletto heels, that she would easily pass for a lady of the night in. Her red tinted lips and mascara that made her eyelashes more prominent further attested to that. Her skin glowed brightly, even in the dimly lit lounge. We had barely started to enjoy each other's company, when the waiter arrived with the menu. “What would you like us to have for dinner?” I asked her, in anticipation. “Cheese sandwich with some grilled chicken,” she answered. I smiled wi
“Charles!” I yelled on top of my lungs, exasperated at the activity going on in my very presence.Charles was making out with another woman, who moaned so loudly and irritatingly, feeling the entire room with their sounds. Their ripped off clothes sprawled across the floor, giving more details to what was going on.“So, you could do this to me?” I shook my head slowly in regret.Hot tears welled in my eyes while I stared disdainfully at him. My expression saddened at the bitter taste of a painful betrayal. Charles didn't utter a word. He only ignored me and continued with what he was doing, in my presence.“Can you be so shameless? This is all you could think of, huh?” I flared up angrily, watching as the two lovers made love in my presence.Only then did he pause and glare at me, still clutching onto the woman beneath him.“Look Alice, I'm having a great time right now. I'm tired of you. So tired that you've become an obligation to me. I'd appreciate it if you leave,” His words shat
Alice's POVResigning from work wasn't as easy as it sounded. I've always threatened my boss about resigning from his company, to get a job elsewhere, but I never meant it. Who could have sorted my unending bills, if I had had meant it in the real sense? Did he think I was willing to leave so soon?As I heard about his release, after serving his one month jail terms, I assumed it was a perfect opportunity to follow my heart, and not my head. The wrapped paper in the light brown sealed envelope was already seated on his desk, awaiting his approval. I also noticed that I wasn't the only one following this course, others did too. I smiled satisfactorily, thinking about how our boss was going to react. I was unaware that Mr Bernard had other plans until I found him in my office, kneeling down to plead with me to forgive him. That moment was one of the very best since I stepped into his company. I suspected something fishy, but I decided not to show it, granted that he was remorseful.“I
I walked briskly along the hallway and incidentally found Alice coming towards my direction. The devastation on my face transformed suddenly to a smile, as my eyes met hers. She seemed to have just walked out of her office. She stopped in her tracks as soon as she noticed I was coming. “You need to sign a document urgently,” Alice said, looking at me with a straight face. I stared at her intently as though finding it difficult to fathom the meaning of the message. My mind wasn't really interested in what she said, but her. “What document are you talking about?” I asked for clarity, as though I had an idea what she was talking about. “The Simpsons, they asked for your approval on an upcoming project,” she replied, leading the way back to her office. I followed her from behind, secretly admiring her well-rounded ass as she walked. A playful smirk played on my lips. We got into her office and she handed me the papers, still standing close to her desk. I sat down next to her an