Can You Lend Me a Kiss?

Natasha sat on the bed as she looked at the wounds in her arms.

She used to think that all the black marks were left behind by the needles when she was being treated for the sickly and deadly disease she was told she had.

Her body had always been weak for the past two years and she was told that she was suffering from a disease she had never heard of.

For two years, she believed Kenny's words until the previous day, when she found out the truth.

She could not believe that her husband, Kenny, who she had loved dearly, could be using her blood to treat his other woman.

Tears continued flowing down her eyes as her heart was filled with bitterness.

She had stayed with him for two years but she never thought that he loved another girl, but not her.

For the past two years , she had always been obedient to Kenny and she liked the way their marriage was.

Natasha had tried as much as she could to be a good wife to Kenny, but the moment she realized how Kenny was using her, she could not take it any longer.

She wiped her tears using the sleeves of her blouse, then sat on the floor.

She looked at the paper she was holding in her hands as tears rolled down her cheeks.

She looked at her near handwritten signature on the bottom left side of the paper, then at the bottom black right side.

If Kenny puts his signature on the bottom right side of that paper, then that would be the end of the relationship between her and Kenny.

Would she take it?

Yes, she would, because she could not lie to herself anymore.

Natasha didn't want to continue living in the fantasy that she had Kenny as a lover and husband.

She had found out that she just had a blood bank for her girlfriend.

Natasha heard the sound of a car honking outside and she knew that Kenny was back.

For the past three days, Kenny had not stepped foot in that house.

He had a big mansion with everything that any girl would want, but Natasha felt that it was a lifeless place.

For a while she felt that his behavior had changed abruptly, but she could not tell why.

Kenny would always come home once in a while and he seemed as if his mind was occupied with so many things, but she never asked him what was bothering him.

From what she had said the previous day, she could guess that Kenny had spent the last three days at the hospital accompanying Sophia.

She quickly massaged her face so that he could not find out that she had been crying.

Kenny pushed the door open and after changing into house shoes he quickly went to the bedroom.

Natasha felt his presence but she did not lift up her head nor speak a word.

"Stop pretending as if you don't know I am here," Kenny spoke.

Hearing his voice, Natasha lifted her head and looked at him.

Kenny could feel that there was something off with her.

Every time he arrived at that house, she would always ask him if he would like to eat something or not.

She would rush quickly to prepare a bath for him but this time round she did nothing.

Kenny felt as if a bigger portion of his heart was leaving him.

"Kenny," she called to him without lifting her head.

Kenny looked at her, not knowing what she wanted to say.

She took a paper from the bed before handing it to Kenny.

"What is it?" Kenny asked without accepting the piece of paper from her hands.

He felt afraid when he saw the paper although he was expecting it.

"Kenny, let's divorce," she said without any emotions in her face.

"Where is all this coming from?" Kenny asked, feeling a twinge of pain in his heart.

"Kenny, why did you lie to me?" She asked.

"Do you think I don't know that you have been giving my blood to Sophia?" she continued without waiting for him to reply.

"It's good that you know that," he said.

Natasha was surprised by the fact that he quickly agreed to it without even defending himself.

"Natasha, I married you just because I wanted your blood. You have the same blood group as her and that's why I married you," he shouted.

"Kenny, how could you..." she could not even complete her sentence, not able to control her tears.

It was very painful for her to know that the person she loved the most never loved her but just wanted to use her as a blood bank for the person he loved.

"Natasha, your father was the one who made Sophia be in that state, so we are equal. Your father knocked her down when he was driving drunk and you gave her your blood in return," he continued.

"My father did not drive drunk,my father did not do that," she shouted as tears rolled down her eyes.

As much as she could recall,her father was never drunk, so she felt all his words were false accusations.

"You are still defending him?" he asked.

"My father never drank alcohol," she shouted.

Kenny smiled as he approached her," I will never divorce you till the day she gets out of that coma," he said.

"OK, I'll give her as much blood as she wants, only under one condition," she said.

"You think you can talk about conditions with me?" he asked sarcastically.

"Mr Kenny, do you think I am so weak that I'll have to obey everything that you say?" she asked.

Kenny saw the bitter smile on her face and he felt uncomfortable.

Without waiting for him to speak, she said," I'll give her my blood until the time she wakes up from a coma, only if you sign the divorce papers."

"OK, I'll sign the divorce papers, but will it not be a waste for me to let you go just like that?" he said as he approached her.

The more he got closer to her, the more she felt afraid.

Kenny pulled her towards him before starting to

kiss her all over.

"Go away," she shouted as she tried to push him .

Kenny did not pay attention to her words as he pushed her towards the big bed.

She could not manage to get rid of him.

"Look at you, your body wants me so much and you are pretending that you want to divorce me," he said.

Kenny ripped off her clothes and got on top of her, doing what made him happy.

Natasha continued crying bitterly, not able to fight against him given the fact that Kenny was a strong man and she was just a weak woman.

One hour later,Kenny got out of bed and started putting on his clothes, which were scattered all over the floor.

Natasha was still lying on the bed facing the wall.

She felt sad and she was at the lowest point in her life and she didn't want him to see her face.

Kenny's phone rang and he quickly picked it up.

"Dr Moran?" he spoke.

"Mr Kenny, madam Sophia has woken up from the coma," the doctor said.

"Are you sure?....Is she awake? I'll be there right away," he said excitedly before ending the call.

Kenny looked at her with disgust,""You are very lucky that she is awake, ," he said as he tied up his shirt buttons.

"Sign the divorce papers before you leave," Natasha told him.

"Do you think I need you so much now? You are no longer of any use or importance to me," he said as he picked up the piece of paper.

He took a pen from the bedside table before signing his name on the bottom right side of the paper.

He then threw it to her." I will leave this house to you as a way to waste your two years here. After all, you don't have anywhere to go," he said.

"I am not in need of your house nor money, Mr Kenny," she said with her head high.