Can this day get any worse?

I can feel my muscles constricting and time seemed to slow down as I stand frozen in my spot as I try to process everything that I just heard in the news.

I continue to stare at the television with wide eyes that I can not shut while waiting for the journalist that dropped such a bomb on me without proper evidence to come back from the commercial break that she went on because at this point, it is feasible that my whole world is crumbling apart.

“Wait a minute,the plane Jane is pregnant?” Rhea pronounces in an enquiries tone jolting me out of my state of momentary shock

“Brain?” Rhea taps me again when she doesn’t get a reply from me

“Are you seeing the same thing that I am seeing on the screen?” She inquires and my face suddenly start to brim with tears because at this point, I just don’t know what to do

“Ember? Pregnant?…how?” I try to process, but it doesn’t just seem to add up

“Your plane Jane is pregnant for Adrian?” She pronounced like she can’t believe her ears

“These people have got to be kidding me” she remarks shaking her head frantically

“It’s bad enough that she acts so innocent at work,only for her secret to be exposed that she is sleeping around in other Adrian” Rhea says concocting her face in disgust.

“Just when I decided to stop being judgmental towards that sly bitch, she goes ahead to do something unforgivable…..how could she ?” Rhea starts to rant

“Of all people that she could seduce into having a one night stand with her and fulfilling what ever wild sexual fantasy that she has,she decided to go for My Adrian” Rhea continues to lament so I just take a step away from her.

I get that Rhea is finding it really hard to digest the news because of her one sided crush for Adrian, but I am also equally as affected if not way more affected because the woman in question is my fiancé .

I need to be as far away from Rhea as possible while I try yo stay sane while waiting for the journalist to come up with the the so called proof that she has because everyone in the hospital lobby has been thrown into utter confusion for the past five minutes and I am very sure that everyone just wants a proper proof to back up such an allegation.

Few minutes later, the whole commercial break shenanigan comes to an end and the journalist shows us proof to back up are claim and the situation in the hospital lobby starts to get out of hand.

I try to organize my thought process into trying to figure out what next to do and the best I could come up with is to find Adrian so I navigate my way through the hospital admit the confusion before the paparazzi notices me and starts to pester me for useless media rounds that I am not in anyway interested in at this point in time.

“Why did she accept the marriage proposal when she knew that she was already involved with someone else?”

“Why does it have to be Adrian of all people?”

“Was Ember trying to use me as a rebound after it didn’t work out with Adrian?”

Different question kept on popping up in my mind as I drove down to Adrian’s mansion, but I couldn’t answer any of the numerous questions that I had because only Adrian and Ember can answer those questions.

I eventually pull up at Adrian’s house and I try to make my way in as calm as possible but on getting into his house, his house keeper informs me that he has not returned to the house since he stepped out in the morning so I just carefully get myself out of his house without transferring aggression on his houses keeper when she started asking me way too many questions than my ragging temper could accommodate.

Frustrated ,stresssed and confused about driving all the way to Adrian’s house only to find out that he has not gotten home,I start to rack my brain concerning where Adrian could have gone after he left the hospital the way he did and it suddenly occurs to me that I can get his present location from his Snapchat so

I take out my phone and I start navigating through the disturbing notifications that keeps popping up on my screen.

I don’t know if the countless notifications that I am getting is the most annoying thing at this moment or my ex girlfriend, Eloise that has been calling consistently.

“Talk!” I finally pick up the call feeling inexplicably vexed about how her call has been interrupting my network and stopping me from doing what I want to do.

“Hello handsome” Eloise says in her most whinny voice

“Is this what was making you now up my cellphone?” I ask her completely uninterested in what she has to say

“Not exactly, I just called to ask you how you like the suprise that I gave you earlier” she says in flirtatious tone.

“If you don’t go straight to the point, I am going to make the phone bounce on you” I warn her with finality lacing my voice.

“This is not how you talk to someone who went through great extents to ensure that both your fiancée and best friend that had a one night stand were exposed on national television” Eloise informs and my voice freezes in my throat

“At least, I helped you dodge a bullet” she says proudly

“You went ahead to post private information on national television when the family of the patient has not even found out about it and you call that helping me to dodge a bullet?” I ask her with a sickening feeling

“Isn’t that against your journalism ethics?” I inquire still trying to wrap my head around what she did

“Actually, I sold the news to a reputable blogger and from there I linked my company up with the blogger because blogging is different from journalism and releasing the news first is against my job ethics, but if the source of Embers pregnancy news eventually get traced to me, all I can say is that it was worth it” she says proudly

“Have you gone mad?” I express allowing the space to collect around my voice.

“ I am perfectly fine” she replies in a crisply voice

“I make a living by digging up peoples dirty secrets, because that is what I enjoy doing but this time around I put my job on the line to reveal your friend and fiancés betrayal to you so that you can stop being brain washed” she states boldly.

“I know that digging out that woman’s dirty secrets may not stop you from stubbornly marrying her because you had your eyes on her when we were dating and I was thinking your infatuation must have have cleared up over the years, but turns out it didn’t so I called to assure you that I will do everything on my power to make sure that you don’t marry that woman” Eloise expresses with cool determination in her voice

“Why are you doing this? “I ask with an exasperated sigh

“Because our story is not yet over, so how dare you try to move on like nothing happened?” She accuses

“I am moving on because our relationship was a major compromise and I have told you times without number so stop dragging other people into our mess?” I plead

“I am not dragging other people, these people clearly betrayed you, and I was just looking out for you by putting my job on the line and exposing them on nation television, so why are you making it sound like I am the problem?”

“What ever is going on between Adrian, Ember and I is none of your business so instead of complicating things any further, just stay out of it” I instruct

“What is going on between you guys is not just your business, it is everybody’s business because you guys are trending right now and everyone is interested in knowing how things are going to unfold so how do you expect me to stay away from such drama?”

“Drama is embedded in your gene like an extra chromosome”

“Of course it is”she admits

“Can you stop being involved in this scandal while I am still asking nicely?”

“My answer is a resounding NO” she replies

“Going through so much stress to sabotage the chances of Ember and I getting back together won’t help you in any way because even if I break off the engagement with Ember, you and I are never getting back together” I sound it to her as a warning

“We will see about that, but in the mean time just clear up your schedule for an exclusive interview with my company otherwise your will have your self to blame when the paparazzi starts threatening your peace of mind” she informs before bouncing the call on me.

“Arrrrrggghhh” I groan taking my anger out on my steering wheel like a retard, breaking my steering column

“Despite everything that I am trying to process at this point, why do I still have to deal with a severe case of an obnoxious ex girlfriend” I mutter as I try to examine the steering wheel that seems to be moving in and out, and also tilting from side to side at every touch.

“Can this day get any worse?” I groan as I birth my head on the broken steering column thinking of what next to do.