The next morning, Jennifer was in the kitchen, trying to make a hangover soup for Donald. Though it was weird that he told her he was going to the office and somehow ended up getting heavily drunk, she still felt they was a reason for it. She was still in the kitchen when she heard her phone ringing. With a sense of haste, she strode away from the kitchen in a bid to take the call. But it was done ringing before she could get to it. When she swiped her phone, she could see message notification from Lucy. She had sent her a picture. When she opened it, her jaw dropped. Strength left her legs and she fell into the couch. "Do..donald?" She muttered shakily. Right on her screen was a picture of a lady close enough to Donald for comfort. It was right in his car. Where did he fucking go last night? She dialed Lucy's line immediately. "Hello, Lucy!" She said in an agitated tone as the call connected. "Hello, girl," Lucy said in a very calm tone. "What did you just send to me? Isn
When Jennifer got back home, Lucy was not there. Her heart felt heavy and stolen from her at the same time. The least thing she expected in her life was for someone like Donald who she loved dearly to betray her by seeing someone else. She dropped her luggage and fell on the floor. She had got a couple of beers from the roadside mall before entering the house. For someone who wasn't inclined to that kind of life, she started emptying the contents of the bottles one after the other with much ease. It was after the third bottle had gone halfway that the door flung open and Lucy walked in. On seeing Jennifer's situation, she stormed to her and snatched the bottle from her hand. Jennifer belched, giving off a breath filled with the stench of alcohol. "My God! Jennifer, your breath stinks!" Lucy said in disgust. "What have you gotten yourself into?" "Give me my beer," Jennifer said, her hand gesticulating that Lucy should return the beer she took from her hand. "This? There is no
Hours later, when the darkness of the night had fallen over the city, Lucy was getting her friend, Jennifer, drunk in a club. Jennifer had lost consciousness. She had no idea what she was doing but strictly acted under the strong influence of the alcohol she had been pushing into her system throughout the day. The normal meticulous and mathematical lady who was nothing but calm and not in line with this life was totally gone and now replaced by a totally different animal. Jennifer kept jumping and turning while trying to vibe into the loud beats and flashing lights of the club. "Go, girl!!!" Lucy shouted into her ear. While she was still dancing and drinking, she sensed the presence of a man around her. Despite being in that state, she was still sane enough to know when someone was trying to get naughty with her. She wasted no second to knock the hands that touched her while still vibing to the energy of the whole place. "Hello, pretty," the dude said into her ears. But Je
Donald's heart could not stop beating fast. He was very agitated. Every stride was quick and almost not thought about. His burning curiosity was the driving force of his motion. "Seeing is believing. Go and see for yourself." The words of Lucy kept on echoing in his head. As much as he didn't want to believe it, he knew that the lady spoke to him with great confidence. Lucy knew what she was doing to his head. The man, as innocent as his feelings were, had no idea that he was about to fall headlong into the devil's pit. "Jennifer," he muttered under his breath as he kept moving. Soon, he was standing right in front of the door. The room number read "3-0-6". This was the place. All he had to do was to break in and feed his eyes with whatever shit was going on there. But he could not seem to move a muscle. His legs seemed to have been injected with a paralysis poison. His heart was tearing apart. He could feel it. Damn it! A part of him still longed for her. He desperately wante
Donald returned home as a shadow of himself. He was devastated beyond imagination. Not even in his wildest imagination could he have thought that the woman he loved dearly would do such a thing to him. He felt betrayed, completely betrayed,by Jennifer. "Jennifer, why?!!" He yelled out in frustration as he stormed into his living room. The thought of how the dude must have undressed his woman was driving him crazy. All he could hear were the moaning sounds of Jennifer in his head. He needed to cool off. He had to forget it all. But how? Would that even be possible? Wine! He needed wine. He found his way around the house and grabbed a few bottles. Then, he returned to the living room and let his whole weight fall on a couch. He found a way out. The wine would help. Without sparing a single second, he ripped the seal of a bottle and emptied it all in a twinkle of an eye. Then, be moved to the next and to the next. Before he could know it, a few empty bottles were littered on the fl
The next morning, Jennifer was still lying down in the hotel room without any idea of what had ensued throughout the night. As innocent as she was,how could she have possibly expected a betrayal from someone she could trust even with her own life? It was after a couple of hours into the day that the bell to the room began to ring. "Mmmh," she muttered under her breath as she stretched her length on the entire bed. The young lady was yet to realize the situation of her environment. She rolled from one corner of the bed to the other. Her mind was totally out and get to grasp the sound of the bell ringing through the entire room. "Good afternoon, Miss Jennifer," a digital voice said through an intercom device in the room. Her ears clicked. What was that? She ignores it and tried to get more of her relaxation. But the voice didn't go away from her. "Please, ma'am, if you are safe and can hear us, you should respond by opening the door." It became obvious to her the voice
Jennifer was staring at the message from Donald in shock and utter bewilderment. There was no sense to it. "After everything,this is how you choose to pay me back for my love. I gave you my heart. But you chose to break it. I regret ever having to come across a whore of a lady like you. This relationship is over!!!" Jennifer could not believe what her eyes had just read. That definitely didn't come from her man. What was going on? "No,no,no. No!!!" She yelled out of frustration. "This isn't happening." She dialed Donald's line and pushed the phone to her ear. "Take your call. Take your call." Anxiety had gripped every part of her body and soul. Her eyes kept on flashing about the room. What could have happened in the room? She didn't fuck someone,did she? That seemed to be the case. Who owned the shirt? How did the condoms get in there? She dialed his line again. One ring…two rings…three rings…then,the voice came, "The number you are trying to reach is busy." She
Jennifer could not believe her eyes. Her best friend was in her man's house. Why would she be there? It definitely had to be a prank. The two obviously plotted the whole thing together. But this prank was too extreme for her to be relaxed. A sheepish laughter escaped her mouth. The innocent damsel was fighting the thought of her man cheating on her with her best friend. "And what's freaking funny to this bitch?" Donald asked in a very irritated tone. Bitch? Jennifer was still trying to ignore the remarks. "Good morning, Jennifer," Lucy greeted her. "Lucy… tell me…tell me this whole thing is a prank," she stuttered. Lucy smiled broadly. "Come on, sweetheart. You don't really expect me to tell you a lie, do you?" "Then… you mean.. you mean this whole thing is not—" Her eyes caught something and her words were left hanging in the air. Lucy was wearing Donald's shirt on her body. Jennifer knew that particular shirt because it held a memory for her. She had it made f
Meanwhile, Vicky, on the other hand, was feeling frustrated. Not because she had not gotten what she wanted—of course she always wanted Mike, and now she had him. What else could she possibly want except one thing? To give him a child. Yes, she always said that she would be able to easily give Mike a child. But now that she's in the same situation as Jennifer, it seems as though she could not even do what Jennifer could do. Despite always getting intimate with Mike, she was unable to bring a child for him at all. Instead, it was after a long time that she got pregnant. She was surprised because during those weeks, two weeks or more, she was not in any intimate session with Mike, but she got pregnant. That was when she realized the pregnancy was definitely not for Mike and was for her boyfriend, Ronald. She went to see the doctor to confirm, and he told her the pregnancy was just a few days old, which clearly meant it belonged to Ronald. She felt so frustrated and thought she sho
“Why are you shouting at me? Don’t you remember what happened?” she shouted back, but Mike couldn’t recall anything, his mind blank from the alcohol. “You planned this, didn’t you?” he accused, hoping it was all a dream. “How could I plan this? Did I take you to the bar to get drunk?” she replied, feigning anger while secretly enjoying the situation. Mike realized that while being drunk was his fault, he couldn’t entirely blame Vicky. He stood silently, looking at her before speaking. “You won’t tell anyone about this. Jennifer must not find out. I made a mistake, and it won't happen again. Do you understand?” he said. Vicky, knowing that once Mike had been intimate with her, he would want more, just nodded. “Why would I tell Jennifer? I want the best for your marriage. This was your mistake, and I warned you about it. But here you are, finally making that huge mistake,” she said, grabbing the bedsheet and leaving the room. Mike sat on the bed, frustrated and confused about
“I am not running away from you. Get that into your head. I’m just going out, okay? You can stay and do whatever you want. I don’t plan on getting involved with you again. I made a huge mistake getting involved with you, and I won’t go back on it. Instead, I’ll avoid it as much as possible,” Mike said to Vicky. Deep down, he wanted to give in to his lust and pursue her, but he knew that would lead to complications. He believed that if he indulged, Vicky would begin to threaten him. What Mike thought wasn’t how Vicky felt. She was madly in love with him and believed he was all she needed. Vicky knew that if she pressured him, she would lose him again. Watching Mike step out of his room earlier, she noticed his conflicted feelings. She recognized it as lust and planned to use it to her advantage. She nodded slowly, allowing Mike to pass. As he walked away, she bit her lip, determined to win him over. She couldn’t believe someone like Jennifer had him and didn’t appreciate him enough t
When Vicky looked at him, he walked away almost immediately. But Jennifer, who seemed so happy to see Vicky back, helped Vicky with her luggage. She opened the door back to Vicky's room, only for Vicky to see that everything was still intact and Jennifer had not changed anything. She looked at Jennifer with a teary face as Jennifer hugged her once again. “Of course you don't think that I would let my husband chase you away like that. I knew that you would come back. I just needed to persuade him. But for me to do that, you had to leave first. That is why I did not change anything in the room. I left it exactly the way it was because I wanted you. I wanted you back. And I don't want to stay with Mom because that's a lot of torture. I know the kind of person she can be sometimes, and for someone like you who is so open-minded, you two would just end up fighting each other all day long,” Jennifer said to Vicky. As Vicky was arranging all her things, she thought of a good plan. She
Even though Vicky had left just as Mike wanted, he couldn't help but see that Jennifer was not happy about it. She was most definitely not happy that her sister had left, and now Mike was happy. But she was missing Vicky, and most especially since Jennifer did not have the heart to be cruel to anyone, she felt that she was being too wicked to her sister. She worried that her sister might continue to misjudge her for as long as possible, and that alone caused a lot of thinking for Jennifer. It had been two nights since Vicky left when Jennifer finally spoke to Mike about how she felt. Mike was in the sitting room scrolling through his phone when she sat beside him. He turned to her and noticed her sad expression as he dropped his phone and moved closer to her, wrapping his arm around her. She choked back tears but did not smile. He looked at her and raised her chin so they would be staring into each other's eyes as he shook his head sideways. “You are not supposed to act this way. Wh
Meanwhile, Jennifer, who was unable to understand what was going on, refused to accept the fact that Mike would say such a thing about her sister. Even though Vicky was very rude and quite stubborn, she would never say her sister would want to ruin her marriage, no matter what. For that reason, she could never believe what Mike said. She shook her head sideways, stood up from the bed, and faced Mike as she placed her hand on his shoulder and lifted his chin with her right hand, looking deep into his eyes. “Trust me, Vicky would never want anything bad for me,” she said. “In short, Vicky cares about me, and she just wants the best for me. She always says it, and just so you know, she's the one putting in so much effort and so much of her time so that I can get pregnant for you and let our marriage flourish. So when you say that Vicky wants to do something like that, I am not going to believe it, no matter what you tell me. I could never believe something like that.” Jennifer contin
As Vicky watched Mike walk away, she couldn’t help but feel more determined. She could see it in the way he was a bit hesitant that he still wanted her and would want to be with her. “If he got the chance, I would definitely use this against him. I would come back another day. I would not just give up. Instead, this was like motivation for me to do better,” she said to herself and then left the apartment. Meanwhile, Mike was inside his room feeling frustrated about himself. He couldn’t even take a rest or even take a quick nap because he was so frustrated. He could not understand why he even had the thought of thinking or even cheating on Jennifer with Vicky. Vicky looked like somebody who didn’t even know what she wanted. Mike decided to take a quick rest. But a few minutes after he had tried all his best to sleep, Jennifer walked into the room looking all exhausted. As she rushed towards him with her hands wide open, Mike also stood up as they hugged
Vicky wasted no time in getting closer to Mike as her shoulders bumped with his. He looked at her from head to toe, and that was when Mike also realized that she was dressed very skimpily. Even the way she sat down felt like she was opening her body totally to him. Mike tried his best just to look away because he did not want to get involved with Vicky in any way.“Don’t try to act slutty. I didn’t expect you to be slutty in any way. Why are you trying to touch me this way? Jennifer was not here. You can go back to your room now,” Mike said to Vicky, who shook her head sideways.“You can’t tell me to leave. I know you want me. I know you need me here. It was obvious I could see it in you. So stop trying to push me away because at the end of the day, you need me even more,” Vicky said to Mike, even though she doubted that Mike might actually fall for it.Meanwhile, Mike contemplated that he really did need someone, and Jennifer seemed to be busy these few days, and he wanted a child in
Vicky arrived at her sister's house and knocked on the door only to be stunned to see that it was Mike who answered the door.He looked at her with an expressionless face and just walked in. She followed behind him and squealed in happiness as she felt so much joy at the fact that she would be alone with Mike. She quickly covered up her excitement with a frown on her face as she looked around like she was still searching for Jennifer.Mike sat on the chair and crossed his leg, and then his attention went back to Vicky who was still standing and trying to act all polite. "Where is Jennifer?" she had said with a quiet tone as Mike rolled his eyes at her."Are you really looking for Jennifer? Because she left and I'm more than sure she would have told you about it that she's going somewhere," Mike had said and went back to scrolling through his phone.Jennifer did not know how to come up with her plan but she knew that today was going to be her chance to get Mike to like her. "This was a