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The noise in the club reminded me why I preferred hosting parties myself instead of going out. The darkness in the room was however a plus for me as not many people could recognize my face. Vivian had been to many parties and club outings with her ‘friends’, enough for everyone to know her from the bouncer to the deejay. She on the other hand cared less about what their names were and just enjoyed swimming in their glorious compliments. She led the way to the higher floor which had fewer people than there were on the dance floor. A waitress attended to us as soon as we sat and took our orders. I ordered a vodka lime for Charlotte as a test to see if she had changed her style since the last time. A small grin formed on my lips when she approved my choice. *** I had been invited to a party to celebrate one of my high-school classmate’s birthday. Her name was Anna. No, Amy. That doesn’t sound right… April, yes. April and I were in the same calculus class though we barely ever exchange
My head was throbbing loudly after last night. The vile taste of alcohol still lingered at the back of my throat and my lips were dried out due to the dehydration I felt. The music from last night was still booming in my ears, causing me to groan loudly as I stretched on the bed. A loud snore snapped me out of my recollection, turning my gaze to a body beside me. Terrence was still asleep, his entire body covered by the duvet. I looked at the time on the clock beside me, my mind slowly registering the digits displayed on it. 9:47 am. I sat up on the bed, slightly agitated by the fact that it was a new day. I staggered to the bathroom, rubbing my eyes aggressively, almost plucking them from their sockets. I turned on the faucet and sat on the toilet, watching as the bathtub filled with water. Hot showers and coffee were the answers to all my problems on most days, and today they were a necessity. It was Sunday, which meant that we could stay in all day and have a lazy day together.
Terrence staggered out of bed and into the bathroom, his eyes barely open. It had been a long night for him and being less of a drinker compared to the rest, the aftermath was hitting hard on him. His head felt heavy as everything around him seemed to be spinning so fast.He turned on the shower and stood weakly under the head, letting the water drip down his body without much effort. The cold shower did him well as he left the bathroom feeling much more awake, but hungrier still.Terrence stealthily walked into the kitchen where Charlotte was sitting, watching a video on her phone. Her spirits were on high as the conversation with Rita had excited her. She noticed him approaching and paused the video, turning her gaze to him.“Good morning,” she chimed in a sing-song voice.“Morning, my love,” he replied as he approached her on the bench. “How did we get here last night? I have no memory of it.” He added, kissing her on the forehead before turning to the coffee machine. He powered it
As I watched them leave hand in hand, a streak of envy flashed right through me. It was evident that love existed between them, but I could not help but think of how we would look much better together.I switched off the television and walked to my study with the intention of drowning myself in my work. I knew that there was not much to be done today, but still, I walked.I stood by the huge window and watched as their cab skid out of the compound. I turned back and sat on my chair, thoughts of her lingering in my mind endlessly. The previous night’s events had painted Terrence in the negative limelight as he turned out to be needy and out of control.His pointless chatter had pissed Charlotte off and I could not help but think that that was the reason for Charlotte’s previous facial look. She seemed unhappy to an extent and the malicious part of me leaped in joy as I hoped that she would reconsider getting married to a man who could not contain his alcohol.I scoffed at the thought a
The day dawned perfectly, filling the mansion with rays of sunlight that shone in every corner. Lucas was already in the study room holding a conference call with the board in regard to the development of new strategies to expand the petroleum industry in South Africa.He had been quiet the entire time, preferring rather listen to the ideas that his employees had instead. The employees at The Benjamin Company had been trained to voice their opinions, no matter how ridiculous they were, as a way of securing their jobs.Invention and confidence were the highly sought-after values in every one of them, and so, they yattered all through the two hours of the meeting before he finally spoke.“Luce, document all the ideas voiced out today and send them to my email immediately. I shall go through them again and we shall convene tomorrow morning for the final agreement. Good job everyone.” He closed his laptop and proceeded to the living room. Jacque had already set up his breakfast which Luca
The swarm of people heading to the venue signaled the beginning of the brunch party as well as the release of my social anxiety. I was rarely ever present in large gatherings, choosing to rather stay behind the scenes during such huge celebrations.Vivian had instructed us to stick to the ‘Golden Royal’ theme which she announced an hour before the party, barely leaving enough time to go shopping.I rummaged around inside my travel bag with the hope of finding something that would seem acceptable to her, but everything I had inside defeated the party’s idea. Frustrated, I sat on the edge of the bed and took out my phone to dial Rita’s number for assistance. Just then, Terrence walked in.“You look distraught my love, anything the matter?” he asked concerned as he sat next to me on the bed. He welcomed me for an embrace which I took in a feat to calm myself down. The idea of not dressing appropriately for the occasion troubled me as I did not wish to get into Vivian’s bad books.However
I had been the center of attention ever since the name Lucas Benjamin was first uttered. My fame led to me being invited to all social gatherings in and out of New York just for the sake of the tag.Ladies would gawk whenever I passed, silently whispering their names close to me for attention while the men created a way for me to pass, hoping to get on my good books for business deals and women too.That had been my world as Lucas Benjamin, and I had learned how to get comfortable with camera flashes and devious winks.Until now, I had never granted my attention to anyone else during such occasions. Charlotte had effortlessly captured my eyes and she made it hard for me to peel them off of her, admiring her body that sat well inside the dress. Her ebony black hair tumbled over her shoulders covering the bare-back dress that fit her like a glove.I watched her from a distance, my eyes glued on her every move. It was hard to tell if she had gotten rid of her social anxiety as she broke
Lucas’s musky scent reached me before I could lay my eyes on him. I could tell that he was in close proximity as I inhaled his cologne which was occupying a greater percentage of the air outside.I served myself some banana cake, and the feeling of giddiness overwhelmed me inside. Food has always been a mood-lifter for me, making me forget the rising anxiety inside my body.“You look so beautiful, Charlotte Manning.” The whisper in my ear caused my insides to turn. My skin suddenly grew taut as I took a deep breath in before turning back. Lucas was standing behind me, too close for the cluster of people to gossip about, but not close enough for me.He had changed his attire from the last time I saw him in Vivian’s room, looking ravishing in a black tuxedo and a black shirt underneath that was halfway buttoned, leaving his chest out for my eyes to get lost in.“And you don’t look bad yourself,” I said, looking at him with pure admiration and lust. I was unsure if he could read my emoti
“Did you all think that I was going to let you off so easily, huh?” Vivian shouted from behind. The crowd gaped in surprise as they watched her stagger to the front, knocking down some of the arrangements that had been placed symmetrically on the ground. She was clearly drunk. “You and your family came to ruin my life and you think you can escape that easily!” Vivian laughed out loud, devilishly. “No, honey! You got it all wrong! Vivian Kent never accepts defeat.” Lucas stomped over to meet her in the middle of the aisle and with all his strength, he pulled her back all the way to the end. She was screaming and wincing in pain, demanding him to get his hands off her. Lucas was not about to do that. “Let me go, Lucas! I will not tell you again!” she shouted loudly. Before she could utter another word, a louder roar was heard from the left side of the audience. It was Terrence. Jenny had invited him for the wedding, and as a form of respect, he had taken the first plane to Atlanta to
The wedding setup looked as beautiful as the Heavens were imagined to look. The aisle divided the white seats into half, leading up to the altar that overlooked the Chattahoochee River. The sun had just risen, covering the surface of the water with its orange rays, as if contributing to the wedding theme.At the front, the couple’s family had designated seats and the planner had even left a seat for Aunt May as per Jenny’s wishes. The peach and white flower arrangements were placed along the sides of the aisle creating a romantic and lush aisleway from the entrance all the way to the altar.White florals and pampas grass had been used to create a modern eclectic boho feeling that was highlighted by the rustic wedding arch at the altar. From the sight of the venue, it was clear to see Aunt May’s presence around them, and their influence on their lives. Rita had gone out to inspect the venue for the umpteenth time in a bid to calm Jenny’s anxiety down which left her running around and
Lucas had bottled up all his wrath until the moment he heard Charlotte’s voice, calling out for Noah. He turned his head swiftly towards her, stunned by her interference in their direct family matters. This was a thing that Lucas felt he had to do alone, and now that the control was off his hands, he was unsure of what to expect.“What is wrong with you, Charlotte?” Lucas asked her, pulling her down to her seat. She was reluctant to go back down.“Noah, wait, this can’t end like this,” Charlotte said, her focus directed entirely on Noah and not the man who was currently tugging at her arm. The guard was about to walk him back to the seat but Noah resisted. He remained rooted to the floor.“Noah! We came here to tell you that you didn’t have to die sad and guilty anymore. Lucas came here to let you know that as much as you hurt him, he did not want you to carry the weight of your sins to the grave. It’s the first reunion in decades, it was definitely meant to be difficult. But it was n
The two doors opened simultaneously and Noah Benjamin limped out into the hall. The orange jumpsuit he wore was baggy around his frame and his face was time-worn, cutting him out to be a man of the age. His grey-white hair was wizened and straw-like, and his beard was patched up around his face, almost covering his entire skin. From afar, his eyes appeared sad and worn, but I could tell they lit up when he saw eyes as he neared. He tried fastening his pace towards Lucas, but his unsteady feet could not let him hurry.“Lu- cas,” he called out as the guard behind him helped him to his chair. I was rooted to my seat, still holding Lucas’s hand for support. His eyes were lasered on Lucas whose face seemed totally disinterested in whatever the old man had to say.“Lucas, my son. Is that you?” he called out again. His voice was weak and rough, and he seemed to be using the remaining energy in his bones to call out for his son. Lucas still did not respond.“I never thought I would ever see
The prison area was fenced six feet high with electric barbed wire all around the huge parcel of land. There was pin drop silence all around the neighborhood which made me feel like we were entering the devil’s study room. My eyes were focused on the front gate which was past the field where many men stood outside, staring at us while murmuring to each other. I drove to the front gate where manned guards stood with huge firearms around their torsos, their fingers ready on the trigger. A tall slender man approached me on the driver’s side, requesting for our identification and purpose of visit. After a long process of security checks and document verification, we were let inside.The field was bigger from the inside than it seemed outside. We parked next to the main block. I had taken three days to assure myself that I needed to do this now, but as we parked outside, all I wanted was to turn around and go back home. I sat there silently; my mind froze from the world outside my body.
The dress that Rita had designed for Jenny fit her like a glove. Clearly, it had been tailored just for her. She stood in front of the mirror for a while, her eyes filling up with tears as she stared at her reflection in utter disbelief. It was still taking a while for her to come to terms with the fact that she was about to become Anthony’s wife.“You… you are so beautiful, my baby,” her mother cried out from her bed. Jenny watched her reflection in the mirror, forcing a smile on her face as she nodded. The beauty before her had left her dumbfounded. Jenny had never fancied a big white wedding like her sister Charlotte did when they were young, but she always hoped to find a good man to settle down for as long as life allowed. And here she was, getting what she prayed for and more.Charlotte stood up from the seat in the corner and walked over to her sister, standing bedazzled by her side. She put her arms on her shoulder and looked into the mirror. Her face was wet with tears of joy
But I just need to make sure that as we move forward, we won’t end up regretting anything from the past…Charlotte’s words kept ringing in my ears as I sat through a meeting with Korean investors in the afternoon. The three men all dressed in matte black suits were interested in investing in the petroleum company that Mark and I ran. As they discussed business and partnership matters, my mind revolved around my past which seemed to follow me everywhere I went.I knew Charlotte did not mean to force me to meet Noah, but deep down, I knew I needed to shed off the skin, and that meant meeting him even if it was for the last time.“Thank you, Mr. Benjamin. We look forward to our next meeting,” one of the investors said as he stretched out his hand to shake mine. They were all standing up, which stopped my train of thought and brought me back to the four-cornered office.“Yes, thank you all too. Let me show you out,” I said to them as I walked around my table and opened the door for them.
One week laterJenny, Rita, and I were all together in my apartment, surfing through the internet to find the best event planners for her upcoming wedding. Jenny seemed calmer than I imagined she would be. However, as her support system, we still insisted on being by her side just in case that changed abruptly. The anxiety of being both married and a mother was bound to spill out from her soon, and we did not want her to go through it all alone.“Do you think I should invite Terrence?” Jenny asked. I looked up stunned, noticing how all the eyes were fixated on me in wait for my response.“I don’t know, do you want to invite him?” I turned the focus around.“I don’t know. He was once a part of this family at some point, so I just thought it might be cordial to have him around,” Jenny said.“Mh,” I sighed and immediately returned my attention to the tablet screen in front of me. I did not want to dictate her audience, but I knew agreeing to her question meant that I was the one inviting
The rest of the time on the island went by smoothly, and before we could create enough memories to last us a lifetime, it was time for each one of us to go back to the real world. “Did you have a great time?” I asked Charlotte while we were still in bed. It was half past eight in the morning, and the ship captain was scheduled to come to pick us all up at noon. “I had the best time of my life, Lucas. Thank you for everything,” she responded. “You don’t need to keep thanking me for doing the minimal things for you. you deserve so much more,” I told her. I kissed her forehead and hugged her tightly under the sheets, not willing to let go of her anytime soon. She smiled warmly. “We did not discuss how this works from now on. Kerrington Publishers had just launched earlier this year, and hence we don’t have any branches in New York, or anywhere else for that matter. And it would be selfish of me to ask you to live with me in Atlanta since you are mostly based in New York. I don’t want