Ciara
It felt as if I’d just be hit over by a brick; or was it something worse? I don’t know. All I knew was that right now..right Infront of me was proof that my husband has been cheating on me all along.
“Aren’t you going to say something? Cat’s got your tongue?” The lady, Anne Infront of me questioned furiously.
It was such a shame that she thought I was the one who stole something from her and not the other way around.
I scoffed absentmindedly muttering under my breath,”So Ryan even kept me a secret all the while from the women he played with?”
“What did you say?”
Shaking my head; I voiced out aloud, “I’ve heard you so for now, can you please go?”
I had a lot to deal with already and I’d clearly decided that I’ve had enough for one day so with that said, I’d turned away from her heading into the house but Anne had grabbed my wrist; holding me back, “Hey, I’m not done yet!”
There and then, I lost my cool. All my pent up frustration and anger I’d bottled up all evening finally exploded.
“Please!” I shouted breaking down into tears, “Please, just go”
Shaking her wrist off me, I head into the house; slamming the door shut as I crumbled down to the ground, wailing in my own sorrow and misery.
Why was this happening to me? Why?. Placing my hands over my mouth, I tried to stiffle my tears but the more I tried, the more my tears flowed.
As I struggled to get back on my feet, I decides that I’ve had enough. Enough of Ryan, enough of this house, enough of everything.
Making my way to what used to be our bedroom, I brought out my traveling box from ontop the wardrobe.
Flinging the wardrobe wide open, I threw my clothes into the box in a frenzy with teary eyes.
This. This was going to be the last time anyone hurt me this way again. I swear it.
While packing up my belongings, I heard the main door open but didn’t even bother to look in it’s direction because was certain that it was no other than Ryan.
“Are you finally leaving?” Ryan questioned with a mocking tone.
Just when I decided to spare him a glance, I saw ‘her’ beside him. I scoffed. So he was going as far as bringing her into our house now?.
Shaking my head, I diverted my gaze away from them; dragging my box closer to my drawer as I threw my jewelleries in.
Ryan held my hand as if stopping me but his gesture only iriked me.
“Would you let go off me!”
“I don’t want to touch you either but where do you think you are taking those jewelleries to?. I was the one who bought them for you!”
I laughed. For the first time since the events of this disastrous evening played out, I had a good laugh.
“You bought it for me?” I questioned, “Don’t be absurd. You didn’t even buy me a single flower talkless of these jewelleries” I free myself from his grasp as I continued with what I was doing.
When I was all packed up, I angrily threw the divorce paper that had been in my hands all evening on the reading table and scribbled my signature across it.
“Aren’t you being too absurd?” Anne questioned with irritation all over her face.
It took every bit of self control in my body for me not to hit her. She’s the one who had ruined our one year of marriage, what seemed to be the perfect marriage I could ever imagine.
What right did she have to be irritated?!.
“I mean..” Anne dragged out regardless, “You two weren’t even in a real marriage”
I knew it. She knew Ryan was married. Afterall, why wouldn’t she? She was the reason behind Ryan and I’s contractual marriage.
Whilst I’d worked as a caregiver for Ryan, his mother had forced him into getting married with Anne but he didn’t want to and rather we’d gotten married.
Now seeing Ryan with the girl he’d used me for did kind of sting.
Anne scoffed, “Don’t tell me you actually fell in love with Ryan now, did you?”
I did and trust me, I regret every single moment of it, “No, why would I? Ryan isn’t actually someone who deserves love. Isn’t that why you are with him?”
“Hey!”
“Listen to me good and listen well. Just because Ryan and I just got divorced because of you doesn’t mean he actually loves you. He cheated on me despite being in a fake relationship as you’ve said so can you imagine what’s going to happen to you?”
Ryan pushed me backwards,”Hey, if you are done packing your things then hurry up and leave. I won’t tolerate you talking down at me in my own house”
“In your own house?” I inquired gazing around the house I’d built with my hard earned money and sweat,”The whole plot of land, the house, 1.3billion dollars, the cars…”
“Hey, what are you saying?” Ryan stuttered.
“What? Are you scared? Or is it now you remember that you didn’t contribute a dime into our marriage? Don’t worry, you won’t be penniless. You and your girlfriend can feed and grow on your ‘love’ daily”
“And to be honest, you are quite well off too. Your company is doing well for the now so, remember all I said before? That’s just a tip of the iceberg on the divorce alimony”
I pressed his shoulder down as I whispered into his ears, “So honey, make sure to come with a good lawyer and try to fight me for all the things you didn’t work hard for. I’ll be waiting”
I bowed at Anne, “I wish you two a happy married life or whatever you want to do yourselves”
Turning back to face Ryan, I flashed him a sweet smile. A smile of victory because I was finally convinced that even if I was going down, I wasn’t going down in shame.
Slapping the divorce papers against his chest; I say through gritted teeths, “See you in court”
Jonathan I wasn't expecting it to be easy to whip up a desk job without experience but, I wasn't expecting it to be this hard as well. It could be because I was pressuring myself to be a better man for Ciara, somebody that was worth standing by her side with my head held up high.Only then would I be able to propose to her knowing that I could provide a stable life for her. But I couldn't even get a proper job. How then was I supposed to do all that?. I'd intended to hide my disappointment from Ciara as she already had alot to deal with but I couldn't keep my feeling bottled up any longer. If I didn't let it out, I might burst from within. "I'm sorry" I apologized. "I didn't want you to see this side of me"Caressing my face in her hands, she replies. "Well, thank you for sharing" she adds. "Now that I know what you've been trying to do, we can work on your resume and interviews together""Thank you, Ciara. It really means alot"Closing tbe gap between us, she wraps her hands aro
CiaraRoxi chuckled over my nervousness. "You don't need to be nervous around us, Ciara. We won't treat you any differently just because we're of highclass"I just nod my head in agreement. They didn't know I was the owner of a company. That was great then. "May i ask what you do, Roxi?""I own a shopping brand and I'm a mother of three; 2 boys and 1 girl"Oh, so that's what she meant when she said she was jogging because of 'tyrant kids'. "That's enough about us. What about you?" Jen inquired. "What do you do, Ciara?"Shit, the tables have turned. "I'm currently not doing anything" Jen gasped in shock. "You're jobless?""No, I'm n-"Roxi takes my hands in hers. "You must have ot tough, deary. I can't even imagine even my teenage daughter has a job""That's not what I m-""You don't have to explain yourself further, you poor thing" Jen consoles, placing her hands over my second hand. "Let's order up something sweet to cure your pain"They barely gave me the chance to explain myself
CiaraThe following morning I'd woken up, Jonathan was out of bed. He'd left a note that he had somethings to take care of and would be back shortly. "That leaves us with Alena" I muttered, climbing down from my bed as I moved to Alena's room to prepare her for school but she was already up and dressed. "You're up early""Yeah, I've decided today is the day I tell Asher about my feelings for him. Prom is this Friday and I need to know my fate" She spluttered. "How do I look?. How is breathe?. Is something stuck in my teeth?-""Hold on just a minute, young lady" I say, puzzled. "Take in a deep breathe because I can barely make out a word you're saying" She does as I'd advised. "Now, you were saying?""I'm going to tell Asher about my feelings for him today and as you can see.." Alena let out a heavy sigh. "I'm quite nervous""It's normal to be nervous, sweetie" I admit. "But don't let your nervousness ruin the moment. You've got this"She beamed, "Thanks, Ciara. I better start leaving
Jonathan As I layed down on the couch. I wait for the girls to finish their discussion. "But Alena doesn't have to shut me out everytime" I whine. "I would also like to be involved in their little talks"But then, I could understand Alena's attachment to Ciara. It could probably be because Ciara filled the scars Julia left on her. "What are you thinking about, big guy?" Alena says, plunging beside me on the couch. "Are you and Ciara through with your little talks?""Yup, she's all yours now" Putting on a serious face, she asks. "Have you told Ciara about the 'you know what' yet?"She was talking about the fact that I wanted to apply for a desk Job. "She knows there's something I want to tell her but I told her to give me more time""You'll kill it, dad so don't sweat over it"Leaning towards Alena, I place a soft kiss on her forehead. "Thanks, buddy"Ciara rejoins us in the living room. "I'm done arranging my things""Fantastic. Are you hungry?""Yes, but I would like to make a me
Ciara"Is that all for the day?" Jonathan inquired az we leave my father's grave; parting ways with Kendall. "I want to stop home for a bit and get some few clothes since I'm going to be moving in with you"Jonathan pouts. "You don't like wearing my shirt?" "You know that's not what I meant" I throw a jab against his stomach with my elbow. "I just don't want to give Alena ideas"Jonathan pulls me closer to me. "But what she'll be thinking is exactly what we're doing"I blushed so hard, my cheeks hurt. Pushing Jonathan aside, I countered. "Even though, she still a teenager. She's already having a crush on Asher, who knows what next?"Jonathan groaned. "Please, stop reminding me of the fact that my teenage daughter has a crush"This was not the first time Jonathan expressed his displeasure about Alena's crush on Asher. "You really don't like it that much, huh?""She's just.."His voice trails off. "Growing too fast enough for me. Sometimes I feel like I can't keep up"We walked to my p
CIARAImmediately those words spewed out of Ryan's mouth, I smacked him hard across the cheeks. "How dare you accuse me of murdering my child?" I wailed."And what gives you the right to call it 'our child'?. You were a shitty husband and would have been a shitty father"Ryan threw his fist at my face but froze mid-air. "Don't say that like you know me, Ciara. I've changed"I glanced at his fist that was inches away from my face. "What? Do you want to hit me?" I scoffed. "Go ahead and do it, then. Just remember that I can destroy your company if I want"Dropping his fist to the ground, Ryan takes in deep breath. "Was it a boy or a girl?""I don't know"Ryan must have thought I was lying to him as he let out a frustrated sigh. "God, Ciara. I'm not asking much from you. Just let me know if it was a boy or a girl""And I'm telling you; I. Don't. Know!" I huffed. "I wanted the baby's gender to be a surprise to me until it was born. It never crossed my mind that I would lose it"Turning as