Mr Daniels married the love of his life at the age of 19 and 16. Yes, back in the day people married, leaving their school to become wives. For Mrs Daniels this was an arranged marriage but for Mr Daniels, he loved her from the moment he layed eyes on her. Mr Daniels came from an abusive background. His step mother was a total b****. His father died when he was in school. This compelled Mr Daniels to leave school to support his step siblings who were equally evil. They beat him for no reason and most days he spent sleeping outside. He late r left home to stay with his aunt and found work at a multi national company. On his way to work one day he had seen Mrs Daniels. She was outside hanging up the clothes.He felt the beating of his heart accelerate. He knew she was the one. The very next afternoon he took his uncle and aunt to meet her parents with a preposal. They had agreed and soon the couple was wed.
Mrs Daniels slowly fell in love with her husband. Well at least I hope she did. She then had four children, which was Emily, Edith, Nash and myself.
Emily married Mark, he was her highschool best friend. They had thr perfect engagement, an extravagant wedding and gifts from my parents seperately. Mark was a snob. They say money changes people. This is very true. He was a poor boy, that had secured a good job even after failing matric. He had forgotten where he had come from and now he walks with a chip on his shoulder. Emily is the same, Miss Ladida. She is materialistic, the typical gold digger. She flaunts money all around, and how she is so spoilt by Mark.
Edith is 1 year younger than Emily. And boy is she dumb as f***. She is irresponsible, wreckless, lavish but she is also very mellow and caring.
Edith is married to Edwin, he is 9 years older than her. Edith fell pregnant at the age of 19 and they were wed. They had a traditional wedding. Edith had received an expensive wedding jewelry set and not forgetting an paid wedding. Edwin us a good for nothing. I have no idea what she had seen in him. He drinks and argues with her, he physically and verbally abuses her. However she married this thorn of a man because our mother insisted. "what would people say" situation. "You will be the disgrace of the family" "hahahaha" I find that so hypocritical. The kettle calling the pot black.
Nash my elder brother, just three years older than me, was the typical big brother type. He was protective, loving and an awesome partner in crime. He was met Natalie 2 years ago through a friend. She is 3 years older than Nash. Mr and Mrs Daniels do not like Natalie. BUT then again do they like anyone besides Emily and Mark.Nash preferred staying on weekends at Natalie's place to get away from the drama. Natalie was a light skinned, with a rather large torso. She was quite busty. Her hair has streaked blonde and brown. Nash was rather tall and well built while Natalie was rather short. They complimented each other well.
My parents did not like Natalie. No one really knows why. But apparently they have quite a few reasons. One being she is older and will dominate him. Part reason behind the whole "not liking and approving of her" is because Mr Daniels had pledged to his friend who passed away a few years ago, that Nash and his daughter would be wed. This pact was made at birth of his daughter.
That relationship was doomed for failure. The girl was extremely materialistic, shallow and rude. She was not his type.
Nash had disagreed to everything.
I felt deeply hurt inside and that afternoon I could not write. All I could think about was my sick dad, covid 19 was wiping out entire families, I never thought that it would affect my family. They were always so careful.The next day the nurse looked at results , with a surprised expression on her face she said my dad was positive.I double checked the results only to realise that the name on the paper was some other person.I laughed at her , feeling some relief in my chest.The day after that it was confirmed that he was covid positive. I felt devastated yet hopeful. He was my dad, he had no chronic illnesses, he was as fit as a fiddle. He was like my own personal superhero with a family of healthcare professionals. Somewhere in my heart I knew that he would be fine.I took my lunch break early that day , feeling like a thief , I secretly went to see my father and give him the horrible news.As I sat at the dining room table, I told him that he was covid positive and all the preca
Last chapter.Mark grabbed his towel once his crazy neighbor untied him.Never in his life had he been so used.His a*** hurt so much he grabbed a back of peas from the freezer as soon as he reached home.He drew his curtains and sat on the bed.The ticking of the wooden clock on the wall had caught is attention.It was already five thirty, he had spent more than two hours being tortured.He picked up his phone and saw two missed calls.It was Jessica."It is a sign.", he thought.He called her."Hi", her cheery voice came through the receiver.For a woman who had been ignored for a few months, she sounded quite happy."Can we meet?", Mark asked. Jessica agreed. "Six thirty?", Mark suggested. "Perfect." Mark went back into the bath. This time he filled the tub with boiling hot water and some rough sea salt. Pulling on a pair of dark blue skinny leg jeans and a black polo neck shirt, Mark left his apartment in a hurry. He missed Jessica but he knew he wanted his old life back. He
Chapter 5Mark Molt sat comfortably on his black leather chair behind his large dark brown oak desk. It was another long day at the office. He waited for Mrs Blunder, who was his secretary for the last fifteen years, to bring his coffee. She had been bringing him his coffee since the day she started. She was as old as his grandmother, he assumed. Her grey hair and wrinkled face had much warmth and love. He adored her. This year will be her retirement. She decided to stay on until sixty five although sixty was the retirement age. She was as fit as a fiddle. Never complained, seldom took sick leave or any leave for that matter. He was going to miss her.She was truly a valued member of the law firm family. Mrs Blunder handed him his coffee," extra hot, extra strong, extra milk and no sugar, just how you like it son". His heart melted just hearing the little old lady. Indeed he will miss her. She had three more months until retirement. He wished she didn't have to go. Mark tried to persue
Chapter 4Jessica woke up with a throbbing headache. Her head ached, her foot ached. Her body ached. Everything just ached. She sat up slowly trying not to strain her foot. As her thoughts flooded into her mind with the events of last night, she felt nauseas. She remembered going to the hospital and then everything was blank.Jessica was blank. She really could not remember anything after the hospital and this made her panic. She could feel an anxiety attack rising within her. Her chest tightened. She felt as if she was suffocating. She cupped her hands over her mouth taking a few deep, quick breathes. A technique she learnes when she was a child. It was something she lived with most of her life. Whenever she got stressed out, even by the most slightest things, she would freak out drastically, leading to a panic attack. As she calmed down and started to massage her temples her daughter jumped on the bed next to her. " Hey mom, what happened to your foot?" she asked, her eyebrows now f
Chapter 3*Knock, knock*As Charlie held a sleeping Jessica, he leaned against the wall for support outside her door and strained his arm to knock on her door. He knocked the door quiet hard since no one had answered the door yet, he started to pang his closed fist against the door in frustration. Jessica was dead weight. His arm was becoming numb. He heard the lock on the doot turn and out came a stubby man. Round as a barrel, smelling of cheetos. It was an unpleasant sight and smell. He had never seen such a disgusting person in his life before living in an apartment. He belonged on a street corner, begging for change. " So YOU brought her home. Did you have a good time, was it so good she sprained her ankle and fell asleep".Just leave her on the bed as he motioned Charlie to leave her on their bed. He left her down gently. He walked to the living room to see that everything was a mess. There was dishes piled on the coffee table, clothes in the floor and beer cans piled next to t
Chapter 2Back at the Party, Mark Molt gulped down glass after glass of the finest alcohol. The music played loudly whilst everyone danced, married or not they were all grinding up on each other. A sexual song suddenly came on. It was ''Monifah,Touch it''.Mark sat crossed legged on the office chair when he felt delicate fingers trace around his neck and shoulders.There was someone singing in his ears. This secy voice sending shivers uo his soine awakening desire within him. He wondered who it could be.It was Joey Bloom, dressed in a mini skirt, halter neck top and high heals. Her cleavage was popping out of her shirt, as she turned him around in his chair. Everyone knew Mark always had atleast one good fling at every office party. He already slept with most of the woman in the firm.They all slept with him willingly.Every woman wanted a part of Mark Molt.The ladies always gossiped that he was a stallion in bed.Joey Bloom did not get her chance ,she was always outrun by the other woman,