BRANDY
I was panicking hard!
Shit! Shit! Shit!
My eyes drew wide. After all the lines I had drawn, only to realize it was a permanent marker.
What am I going to do? I tried to rub it off repeatedly but it wouldn’t move. Fuck My nerves hit the roof, eyes wide.
‘Okay, calm down, just blame someone else’
I could feel all the eyes drilling my back.
Shit, Why did my husband want to ruin my life? Why had he called me up? Fucker.
My heart couldn’t stop jumping in my chest. I had just been doing research on the surrounding island when my name had been called. Damn him.
“Miss Madroi?”My head peaked up to the door where a man stood, holding it open.“Yes.” I stood, my ass burning from all the hours I had spent on that chair.“Can you please follow me.”“Great.”I was going crazy in that boardroom alone. I put my gadgets in my bag, slinging it over my shoulder.Honestly I had done a lot of work in the two hours sitting there but the hunger would soon knock me down.We walked into the hall, no one else there.If I had my husband’s number I would have blasted his phone a long time ago.
Husband never came home and I passed out just after eating and taking a shower.The only thing I would hate about work was dressing up. At some point they would find out who I really was and I could imagine the horror. I didn’t want to add to it by looking terrible.I spent an hour looking for clothes. If my stomach wasn’t sticking out, my folds were. I ended pulling up another pair of leggings with a large shirt and sneakers. I put on a pair of glasses to go with the geek look.With that I made breakfast and went out, mind you I probably had to walk to work again. It had been fun the previous night, not knowing what could come at me at some point.As the door swung open I was met with a man just standing there besides Jacobs.
The work I had would give a bull an overload. I had spent two full days buying online with no care for the time nor money. A week later I had a five metre standing desk. Walking around it took some energy. On it was a custom fifty seven inch ultrawide monitor. My office iPad was before me, my keyboard down. The extra adjoined space was turned to a planning and meeting room. It had a smart table that blew even my mind. You could write and draw on it, not just one person but multiple people could draw a design together on the table! The chairs were the best since many hours would be spent in the office and the walls were covered by screens which were responsive to touch meaning we could write, draw, basically do anything we can do on the iPads. I had turned my office into a tech’s heaven. The IT guys couldn’t stop marveling, Naomi even screamed and jumped around as we set up everything. A coach sat opposite my office desk, a cute bookshelf next to it and a few plants here and th
I didn’t even want to hear the word floating through the grapevines.What had I been thinking?Why had I even called for him? Why?Every hour of the night I burned in shame.I kept playing the scene over and over again and hell, it didn’t get better which was why I locked myself in my office.It was why I never went to the house even though I had planned to.My mind was nowhere but that reception hall. It was one of my worst moments ever.I didn’t even dare sleep, just working away with the hope that since it was Friday I could go home for the day. Surely my husband wouldn&rsq
“It’s fifteen minutes to nine!”It was the only greeting I would get. Sweat beads rolled down my forehead from running and panicking.I threw my bags everywhere, throwing my shoes off and pulling clothing as I went.I shut the bathroom door.My hands were shaking as I moved as fast as I could.It felt as if I had eight hands as I took the shortest shower I ever would in my whole life.I had planned to soak and shave but who was I kidding. I sneaked in a two minutes shave of my legs and armpits.“ Come on woman!”I jumped out, if not in my di
My husband and I were making memories, just not the ones you would think.I was as straight as a board.Walking, well, it was just the strut of the legs like a Barbie doll forced to catwalk.The shoes which I had bought at the very same shop were never meant to be worn in my belief.So much pain at the point I couldn’t even pinpoint where the poison was. My husband had marched away three minutes ago to the car. I had slowly walked after him thinking I would die.I could not even bend my neck. At that point I was moving by God’s grace.Each breath taken brought immense pain. The push and fall of my chest stirred something in my stomach which was surely cur
My whole centre burned intensely.“Uhm…” I tried to think of an answer but all my brain could do was concentrate on the pain. It hit like a wrecking ball.I shook my head trying to clear my head with no luck.Eyes stared still, waiting.“Are you okay sweety?”All I could do was nod my head and force a smile.My posture bent a little, thinking that would ease the pain but nope.Just a few more hours, I told myself. The conversation continued without me then I felt something else snap and shit I couldn’t take it anymore.I turned so fas
Silence. I was not sure if it was awkward. Footfalls echoed in our little room, the curtain hiding us away from the rest of the floor. My husband pushed up, his arms on his chest before they lowered and he began pacing again. Never mind that I had three plastic hard wires just hanging from my belly. Never mind the fact that I was only in my underwear, my breast wrapped in a bandeau top they had made for me from bandages. Beside that I was peachy, real peachy. The curtain flew open. “Miss Madroi, sorry for the delay, your doctor is a few minutes away. I will be the assisting nurse.” The woman said, wearing pink scrubs. She wrote on my chart then walked out to push in what I would was an ultrasound and set it up. I was just happy that after thirty minutes of being there, they were finally going to pull out the freaking wires and I could go die in my bed. Surely I had lost interest in speaking, needing to be done for the night. Most calls went unanswered by my husband and th
I was cautious with unknown numbers, so as the phone rang I just stared for the first few rings before deciding to answer and listen. “Bestie’s wife,”“Urgh, I should have followed my instincts and not picked up.” I retorted, rolling my eyes. “Go ahead, ruin my day Ryan.” Ryan chuckled, “Don’t be a twat, I am calling to make nice. Hendrix’s birthday is this weekend, I bet you didn’t even know.” My eyes went wide, yep, I hadn’t known but Ryan did not have to know that. “I know, I am his wife, sucker, now what do you want?” Such a drama queen. “Let’s throw a party for him. Maybe there with the closest people to him. I could invite the other guys.” “Perfect!” I said louder than needed, instantly regretting it. Ryan already had a big ego, he didn’t need it inflated even more. “Okay, we are doing this together. We discuss everything. This is not your time to shine. My idea.” I rolled my eyes and fell back on the bed. I was trying to think of an insult to haul back at him but faile
The exam kept me busy. I was barely even existing in the same world as everyone. I was in my caged world where nothing but the exam and my books existed. I rarely even ate, just floating through the days until the very last paper. I was exhausted, a shell, hollow, having put everything I had in the papers. I poured all I could and hoped it was enough. That friday, I came from writing and went straight to bed where I collapsed. I was so drained, brain abused to the core. For those three weeks Hendrix hadn’t come nor called. It seemed like a blur to me. I slept from one in the afternoon and only woke up to pee at three in the morning before taking off my clothes, pulling on pajamas and went deeper into sleep. “Morning,” A voice broke through my deep sleep. Slowly, the hold fatigue had on me slipped away. My eyes fluttered, the sun rays bright in the room, someone had opened the curtains and windows. A groan escaped me. I turned, my eyes coming face to face with a very large bouque
We decided to have a game night that evening. Since it was just the two of us we settled for checkers because I was horrible at chess yet he still kicked my ass. “Someone is cheating.” I said, glaring at Hendrix as he took a swing at his beer. “Someone is just a sore loser.” He threw back, taking a swing at his beer again. My eyes lay on it, holding my hand out. He stared at my hand before holding the beer bottle out to me. I took it, staring at it then up at him as I brought it up to my mouth. His saliva was probably still there. I wanted to run my tongue around the bottle’s mouth just to taste him but refrained and settled for laying my lips where his were, pushing up. I did not even pay mind to the awful taste as I swallowed. How did they enjoy this? It was like piss.I held the beer back to him and he took it, immediately taking a sip while his eyes held mine. The room seemed to squeeze in, my toes curling. I wanted him so much. It felt like I would die without him. He held the
I knew the moment I opened my eyes that I had overslept. “Hendrix,” I cursed, rolling out of the bed. I quickly made it and ran to the bathroom. Why hadn’t he woken me up? I did my deeds then jumped into the shower. By the time I finished dressing up and checked my phone it was half twelve midday. How had I slept for so many hours? Walking down the stairs I could hear chatter and laughter. There was always chatter and laughter in this house. Samantha was a naturally bubbly person. I was here to say hi, grab food then dash back to bury my face in books. Where was Hendrix and what was he doing? He must have been bored, being here with nothing to do.I turned the corner, walking into the kitchen. There was a basket on the counter. “Morning,” I greeted, waving as I walked to the fridge. Before I could even open it an arm caged me. I found myself leaning against the fridge door to turn, facing a grinning Samantha who was cornering me. “Morning, come.” She said, before taking my hand
RUTH’S P.O.V. The week moved in a blur and in that blur the only thing that snapped me from my panic were the routine calls from my husband. The first call was around dinner so he could facetime with Blue which was basically Blue blowing out bubbles in excitement and licking or shaking my phone. It was not hard to see that Blue was taken with Hendrix. Each time he heard his voice his eyes would widened with glee. It was not hard to like Hendrix. Then he would call around around one o'clock in the morning to force me to sleep which ended up with me crawling up in bed with the phone on louder speaker, his voice being the last thing I heard before drifting away. That Friday I could not dwell in my dreamland. Just the weekend then I was writing my first paper. It was getting too real for me. I only got out of my room around two in the day and ran to grab something to eat, took a shower then went back to bury my nose in my books. I felt as if my mind was escaping me at some point. I ke
I could not get my husband out of my head the whole day. It helped drown out the whole prom thing going on. The whole school had been turned to ribbons and balloons in preparation for that friday. Every corner you turned it was prom this, prom that, while I was bouncing around in my head like a little girl.Somehow I got through the day and made my way home to daydream some more. For the millionth time I touched my lips thinking of the moment once again. I shook my head, trying to force the memory away because I had to study. It was nine at night. Sam and Blue were tucked in and probably watching a movie in their room while I lay on the bed I had shared with my husband just a few hours ago. My feet couldn't help swinging back and forth, the pen ending up stuck between my teeth. The words on the textbook might as well have been flying in the air as I stared at them with dreamy eyes. I couldn’t afford this, I had to keep studying. After a whole ten minutes of scolding myself I ende
I shot up straight from bed, my head turning with my eyes wide. Somehow I knew I was late. I grabbed my phone which I had failed to charge and set the alarm. I was late! I rolled out of bed, hitting the ground with a thud. I pulled the covers, I would make the bed when I came back from school. As of then I just made it presentable then rushed to the bathroom. The door was thrown wide, stopping in my tracks, eyes wide open as I realized I was not alone and Hendrix was in the shower. The shock quickly wore off as I gave him a wide smile which I was not sure he could see with the wet shower door. “Morning. I will just hop in the tub.” I ran for the sink, scrubbing my teeth clean. I gurgled and scrapped my tongue before running to the tub to fill it. The bus was definitely going to leave me behind. I cursed, jumping in. I scrubbed down as quickly as I could. Hendrix stepped out of the shower and I froze, foam was all over my body. I didn’t even know where to cover; my boobs, my ass,
In a day spent surrounded by people I had begun to see as my family, for a second I found myself alone with my husband. I looked around, Samantha in the pool with Blue. Ryan had gone to take a business call in his room. Javier had left saying he was going to check on something, he was probably running away because he was so shy. Maggie did not want to leave the kitchen, wanting to feed us with every passing hour. I could not believe this, turning to my side on the fleece blankets we had lain next to the pool where both Hendrix and I lay soaking in the sun. His shirt had been taken off, leaving his shorts. He hadn’t gotten in the pool and I was still wearing my shorts over the one piece swimming suit. He looked peaceful, I debated whether to even disturb him but I did not want to miss the chance. I lowered back down, decided to let it be. “How are you doing?” The words I had been wanting to ask him since I saw him the previous day suddenly escaped. My chest eased, the weight flew of
Hendrix was in the shower, him having taken Blue to Samantha after them greeting me. My baby had been wide-eyed, probably wondering what had just happened to him so early in the morning. But Hendrix had swore Blue hadn’t cried while they ran through town then back. I could still remember how sweaty and hot his skin had been, my fingertips still buzzing where I had touched him. I couldn’t bear through this, quickly dashing out of the bedroom before I went to the bathroom again to get something that did not even exist. First I went to Samantha and found that she was done bathing Blue and was about to hop into the shower. I picked up Blue and left so she could relax and enjoy her bath. “Hi Maggie,” I greeted walking into the kitchen. I lowered Blue into his kitchen chair. He was being so good to me that day. Maggie glared at me, having me chuckle. “I was thinking that we have breakfast outside today. Do you need any help, I am hands in?” I asked, moving to wash my hands. “No Ma’am,