Somewhere in New York
Emily’s Pov
I Un-Love you words that are better said than done. I looked through the window as my taxi drove at full speed. The Christmas lights from outside looked blurry through my eyes filled with tears, I closed my eyes as a final attempt to compose myself only to realize that it just helped my mind to flash his images over and over again. As my destination approached I pulled out my glasses, wiped my tears and tied up my hair in a messy bun. After taking a deep breath I got out of the taxi.
“Whoa you looked messed up” my co-worker said.
“Not now Jack, don’t you think I know how I look?”
I said as I took out my camera.
“Let’s just get this over with”
***
I looked at the well-lit stage and then around the room filled with people who were all well dressed up and had broad smiles on their faces. I couldn't help but wonder how many of those smiles were genuine. People are strange. We can write poetry and travel to the moon but can’t admit how we are feeling. All we ever do is give a fake smile and move on because that’s the easier way out. As my train of thought was taking a turn from mere amusement to downright philosophical she walked in. Jeanette Scarlet Wilson is the only person in that room who doesn’t pretend. I watched her as she clicked her bright red heels as her black skin fit gown flew back as she walked along with her red hair. Jennet has been considered unique since the day she was born, be it because of her beautiful brown skin, the freckles on her body or her signature emerald red eyes, but she always felt unique to me because of her ability to express herself without even a hint of fear.
“Hello guys, Just like everyone even I had a story to tell in fact I had many stories to tell over the years all of you have known me as Jeanette Scarlet Wilson an actress, dancer and the face of different brands and hopefully in between you have known me on a personal level as well because I have tried my very best to be an open book when it comes to emotions, but what you probably don’t know are the stories the stories that are an integral part of my life the stories that made me who I am and sincerely hope that you guys would enjoy reading these stories”
Jeanette said in her deep voice, but as I was trying to film her my phone started ringing.
“What is Fredric?” I asked, evidently annoyed as I picked up the phone.
“Hey I know you are upset……”
“Upset? You cheated on me with that whore from wallmarks”
“Oh come on she just works there part time plus we were fighting on a regular basis we were almost broken up………”
“We were together for 5 goddamn years and we have lived together for 4 of them, I did your laundry paid your bills and you couldn’t even give me a heads up before you humped her in the back of the car that I paid the EMI for”
“See I have no time for this crap, I have a news story. Do you wanna report it or not?”
“What’s the story?”
“You know that secret club that breaks off couples?”
“It’s not a club it’s an agency that helps you get over breakups or helps you to UNlove someone, I did a story on them, remember?”
“Ya, the UN-Love agency or whatever, one of their members has been exposed”
“How do you know they are part of the agency none of their members ever reveal their identity”
“I know but one guy whose wife had left him because of the agency hunted him down and they got into a bad fight at some bar they are at the police station right now if you come quick we could be the first ones to report on the issue”
“Okay fine I will be there”
I said as I looked back at Jennet who was reading out a romantic storyline from her book.
***
He was holding up a handkerchief which was now covered with blood over the wound on his forehead even in that wounded state there was no fear in his eyes. Soon the doctor came in and started dressing his injury.
“What did you say was his name?” I asked.
“Ryan”
“Why does he look so familiar?”
“He is married to that actress, what’s her name Jennet……..”
“Jeanette Scarlet Wilson?”
“Wow a person who teaches other people how to UN-love is married to a woman who is out there teaching people about Love. That's an interesting turn of events .
"Get your camera ready, we have a love story to investigate about" I said.
Jeanette’s PovIt was just another day in my life. I could feel my own dried up blood on my skin as I struggled to open my eyes. My aching body was not doing me any favors and the cold tiles of my kitchen floor weren't making the situation any better. I heard his footsteps coming towards me. I tried to crawl away but it was too late…..“Jeanette” I heard Ryan’s voice and I opened my eyes.“You okay?” Ryan asked.“Ya I was just……thinking”“There is someone here to meet you”“I will be out in a few minutes”Some painful memories are better forgotten but some painful memories are to be remembered over and over again until it stops to sting. Unfortunately most of my memories are of the second type but don’t get me wrong I am not complaining at all because it made me who I am today so it was a blessing in disguise.
Jeanette’s Pov“People say marriage is the union of two souls but for my family it was nothing more than a business deal. For years our family hadn’t seen a love marriage. My grandparent's wedding was a business deal so were my parents and they didn’t see any reason why my marriage should be any different. I remember sitting in my room all dressed up as a bride hoping for love in a loveless union I was naïve enough to think that a person who was marrying me as part of a deal would actually fall in love with me I don’t know why I thought he would be different than my abusive father”I paused for a moment to control my tears.“What followed after the wedding was years upon years of abuse he assaulted me physically mentally sexually and for a better part of that relationship I didn't say a word in objection how could I he was my husband after all”_Flashback_
Jeanette’s Pov_Flashback_“What the hell you spilled coffee all over me, I have an important presentation in a few hours. What the hell am I supposed to do?” I screamed in anger.“I am extremely sorry I really didn’t mean to do that”My expression softened after hearing his apology. I looked into his eyes and realized he was actually sorry.“Let me please make it up to you, let's go to the nearby store and get you a new pair of clothes and I will pay” He offered.“No it’s okay really…..”“Come on I insist”“Okay fine”_Flashback ends_“Usually I would have said no but there was something about him that didn’t let me refuse I mean there was strange sense of safety when I was around Ryan”
Jeanette’s Pov_Flashback_After hours upon hours of assault on my body and mind my devil of an husband finally fell asleep I climbed out of the bed as quietly as possible making sure not to wake him up I covered my shaking body with a blanket and went into the washroom I looked into the mirror my eyes were filled with tears that were glistered with the pain and weakness that I thought I had left behind.I let the blanket slide off my body and stepped into the shower as cold water touched my body. I started crying uncontrollably. I closed my mouth with my hands so that the sound of my screams don’t wake up the devil outside._Flashback ends_***“You see when I started doing modeling I was forced to quit my job because I didn’t have enough time and it’s not like I could hav
Jeanette’s Pov_Flashback_I held my stomach as I tried to control my laughter. I was sitting in the park with Ryan drinking coffee and listening to his tales about helping people UNlove each other.“So what did you do then?” I asked.“I ran, obviously they were behaving like I was the one who broke their relationship even though she came to measking for help” Ryan said.“Wow do you think they are still together?”“Of course not I found out later on that they broke up like a month later and after a while they got married to different people she ended up divorcing the first guy she married and got married again”“Wow that’s crazy”“Some love stories are just not worth fighting for it’s just how the world works I guess”“Is that why you help people to fall out of love?”
Emily’s Pov People often say desperate times calls for desperate measures but that doesn’t necessarily mean that you end up doing something stupid but when someone like Jeanette who has been through constant abuse decides to change her life forever suddenly all bets are off. I could clearly see a weird sense of glee on Jeanette’s face as she narrated the rest of the story. Jeanette’s Pov “It’s strange but being tortured, raped and abused wasn’t what made me hate my husband the most in fact all those times I would ask myself why do I suffer through all this only to realize much later that no matter what he does at the end of the day he was my husband and I loved him, perhaps in a weird Stockholm syndrome kind of way but I did love him and that was a fact. It took
Emily’s Pov“Even though in the heat of the moment I said I will show everyone that I was better than Jill but the truth was in no way was I even moderately similar to her. She was better in absolutely everything. She was rich, famous, gorgeous, had a stable career and now she also had my husband by her side. I was a homeless, almost divorced waitress, who stays with a guy she barely knows because she has absolutely no one else. How could I even begin to feel better than her? But I was too angry to care so I decided to bust my ass off and make myself better”***_Flashback_“The things that make Jill who she is are her money, her looks and her fame. Now it would take me a lifetime to make as much money as her. But maybe if I try I could get fame and her look
She stood in front of a crowd with dried up tears in her eyes…..her eyes that were said to be the most beautiful pair of eyes in the world with long luscious looking eyelashes, well rounded and stretched out and most importantly blessed with a pair of red pupils. As she pushed back her luscious red hair behind her ears I looked at the side to spot another pair of eyes that was fixed on her without blinking. Everyone in that courtroom believed that she was innocent but no one was going to oppose while she would be punished for a crime she never did………..I looked down and fiddled with my fingers, unable to watch the further proceedings.But………changing my world around 3 words suddenly resounded in that room.“I am GUILTY”
Emily’s Pov“Even though in the heat of the moment I said I will show everyone that I was better than Jill but the truth was in no way was I even moderately similar to her. She was better in absolutely everything. She was rich, famous, gorgeous, had a stable career and now she also had my husband by her side. I was a homeless, almost divorced waitress, who stays with a guy she barely knows because she has absolutely no one else. How could I even begin to feel better than her? But I was too angry to care so I decided to bust my ass off and make myself better”***_Flashback_“The things that make Jill who she is are her money, her looks and her fame. Now it would take me a lifetime to make as much money as her. But maybe if I try I could get fame and her look
Emily’s Pov People often say desperate times calls for desperate measures but that doesn’t necessarily mean that you end up doing something stupid but when someone like Jeanette who has been through constant abuse decides to change her life forever suddenly all bets are off. I could clearly see a weird sense of glee on Jeanette’s face as she narrated the rest of the story. Jeanette’s Pov “It’s strange but being tortured, raped and abused wasn’t what made me hate my husband the most in fact all those times I would ask myself why do I suffer through all this only to realize much later that no matter what he does at the end of the day he was my husband and I loved him, perhaps in a weird Stockholm syndrome kind of way but I did love him and that was a fact. It took
Jeanette’s Pov_Flashback_I held my stomach as I tried to control my laughter. I was sitting in the park with Ryan drinking coffee and listening to his tales about helping people UNlove each other.“So what did you do then?” I asked.“I ran, obviously they were behaving like I was the one who broke their relationship even though she came to measking for help” Ryan said.“Wow do you think they are still together?”“Of course not I found out later on that they broke up like a month later and after a while they got married to different people she ended up divorcing the first guy she married and got married again”“Wow that’s crazy”“Some love stories are just not worth fighting for it’s just how the world works I guess”“Is that why you help people to fall out of love?”
Jeanette’s Pov_Flashback_After hours upon hours of assault on my body and mind my devil of an husband finally fell asleep I climbed out of the bed as quietly as possible making sure not to wake him up I covered my shaking body with a blanket and went into the washroom I looked into the mirror my eyes were filled with tears that were glistered with the pain and weakness that I thought I had left behind.I let the blanket slide off my body and stepped into the shower as cold water touched my body. I started crying uncontrollably. I closed my mouth with my hands so that the sound of my screams don’t wake up the devil outside._Flashback ends_***“You see when I started doing modeling I was forced to quit my job because I didn’t have enough time and it’s not like I could hav
Jeanette’s Pov_Flashback_“What the hell you spilled coffee all over me, I have an important presentation in a few hours. What the hell am I supposed to do?” I screamed in anger.“I am extremely sorry I really didn’t mean to do that”My expression softened after hearing his apology. I looked into his eyes and realized he was actually sorry.“Let me please make it up to you, let's go to the nearby store and get you a new pair of clothes and I will pay” He offered.“No it’s okay really…..”“Come on I insist”“Okay fine”_Flashback ends_“Usually I would have said no but there was something about him that didn’t let me refuse I mean there was strange sense of safety when I was around Ryan”
Jeanette’s Pov“People say marriage is the union of two souls but for my family it was nothing more than a business deal. For years our family hadn’t seen a love marriage. My grandparent's wedding was a business deal so were my parents and they didn’t see any reason why my marriage should be any different. I remember sitting in my room all dressed up as a bride hoping for love in a loveless union I was naïve enough to think that a person who was marrying me as part of a deal would actually fall in love with me I don’t know why I thought he would be different than my abusive father”I paused for a moment to control my tears.“What followed after the wedding was years upon years of abuse he assaulted me physically mentally sexually and for a better part of that relationship I didn't say a word in objection how could I he was my husband after all”_Flashback_
Jeanette’s PovIt was just another day in my life. I could feel my own dried up blood on my skin as I struggled to open my eyes. My aching body was not doing me any favors and the cold tiles of my kitchen floor weren't making the situation any better. I heard his footsteps coming towards me. I tried to crawl away but it was too late…..“Jeanette” I heard Ryan’s voice and I opened my eyes.“You okay?” Ryan asked.“Ya I was just……thinking”“There is someone here to meet you”“I will be out in a few minutes”Some painful memories are better forgotten but some painful memories are to be remembered over and over again until it stops to sting. Unfortunately most of my memories are of the second type but don’t get me wrong I am not complaining at all because it made me who I am today so it was a blessing in disguise.
Somewhere in New YorkEmily’s PovI Un-Love you words that are better said than done. I looked through the window as my taxi drove at full speed. The Christmas lights from outside looked blurry through my eyes filled with tears, I closed my eyes as a final attempt to compose myself only to realize that it just helped my mind to flash his images over and over again. As my destination approached I pulled out my glasses, wiped my tears and tied up my hair in a messy bun. After taking a deep breath I got out of the taxi.“Whoa you looked messed up” my co-worker said.“Not now Jack, don’t you think I know how I look?”I said as I took out my camera.“Let’s just get this over with”***I looked at the well-lit stage and then around the room filled with people who were all well dressed up and had broad smiles on their faces. I couldn't help but won
She stood in front of a crowd with dried up tears in her eyes…..her eyes that were said to be the most beautiful pair of eyes in the world with long luscious looking eyelashes, well rounded and stretched out and most importantly blessed with a pair of red pupils. As she pushed back her luscious red hair behind her ears I looked at the side to spot another pair of eyes that was fixed on her without blinking. Everyone in that courtroom believed that she was innocent but no one was going to oppose while she would be punished for a crime she never did………..I looked down and fiddled with my fingers, unable to watch the further proceedings.But………changing my world around 3 words suddenly resounded in that room.“I am GUILTY”