I swallow another bitter sip of coffee, closing my eyes a little as the bitterness washes my throat all the way down. Damn it! I can't take another sip. I pour the remaining water into the sink and start dragging my feet out. "Is it too bitter for your liking?" Oh, this, BITCH!"What do you care?" I snap, turning slowly to look at her ugly face. That's according to my hatred for her, though. The truth is, Maria is a beautiful woman with a fair complexion. With a few touches, she would be the most beautiful model goddess that this nation has ever had. She has been perfectly aware of her alluring beauty from an early age, and she lost no chance in taking advantage of that to tame men. She has screwed dozens, and it's too unfortunate that one of them had to be Andy. Screw this bitch! "Take it easy now, dearest cousin! Actually, I really don't give a damn. But just some friendly advice. Things are never sweet. A little bitterness won't kill either. You should try and make adjustments,
"You are bad! You hurt my mommy." Angel speaks, making Maria stop walking to her, but she is determined to keep her show going. "Sweetie, it was an accident. Besides, it didn't hurt that much, right, Tania?" The she-devil asks, shamelessly smiling. Accident, huh!"You have no right to hurt her." Angel defends me, then the bomb Andy and I were so afraid of explodes. "Who are you?" Andy and I shoot our gazes at Maria, but the bitch wears her usual crown of a smile, a smile that I'm growing to hate so much. It's annoying! She closes the gap between her and Angel, kneeling before her. She tries holding Angel's hands, but Angel pulls them away, clenching to her dad. I told you, Maria, that Angel is not a dumb kid like you think. If Angel wasn't just about to get hurt, I would be laughing at this devil's face right now. Her lips lift up with a smile, parting to pave the way for what she is about to say. I swallow hard and look at Andy, only to find him looking at me. "I am your mo..
I kiss Angel goodnight and stand by her bed. I'm glad that she eventually fell asleep. She has been asking questions the whole day, and she vetoed leaving her room the rest of the day after that uncalled-for charade with her mother earlier. She doesn't want to see her mother, but I know Maria. She won't take any of that. I tiptoed out of her room, cautiously locking her door. I scan the living room with my eyes. I know he is upstairs in his study, but I want to be cautious in case he goes down to get a glass of water or something. He can't know I am sneaking into Maria's room. He went hysterical when I told him that Maria wanted to talk to me in her room tonight. I don't know what he is so afraid of. It's like he knows something about this woman that I don't. I had no option but to lie to him. I told him that I wouldn't be seeing his ex-wife tonight. Ex-nonsense of a wife! I feel bad about lying to him. For not listening to him. For doing this behind his back, but I have to. I nee
In life, there are some things that need rethinking. Not just a second thought, but up to a thousandth thought, if need be, just to be certain. There are arduous and serious battles that require thorough preparation before embarking on them. There is also that point in life where you need to sit back and think before taking another step. That point where your heart is overly loaded with qualms. When your mind is clogged with uncertainty and doubts,. That point in life where you can't tell what you really want. That point of bafflement where you can't tell what is right from what is wrong—when right seems wrong and wrong seems right. That is exactly me, Tania Lawson, at this crack of dawn. There is just too much for me to take. I love Andy so much. God can attest to just how much I am willing to do for this man and his daughter. But what if, just what if, he still feels something for Maria? Just what if? I can't wait for Maria to laugh in my face after she wins. I will feel like a to
ANDY'S POVI wait for my Ania to come and get me breakfast like she does most of the time, but today she doesn't come. I understand her, though. I know I screwed up last night, big time. I know she is mad, and she has all the rights and reasons to be, but I will explain everything this morning. Everything I have found about this fucking bitch named Maria, I will relay to her so that she can understand why I will do anything and everything to protect her. She sees Maria as just a selfish, pathetic bitch, which she sure is, but there is a more dangerous part of her that she is not aware of. Something that even I didn't know until I did my investigation. Now that I think about it, was my marriage to me a scam? Going by Tania's thinking, I feel like I was taken for a ride! This woman might have played me back then because things were just not adding up. It pains me to admit, but maybe I was so desperate for love back then that I refused to see through the curtain of her deceit. Her stu
Four hours later!My mom walks to my room. She must be thinking I am deep asleep; that's why she is almost tiptoeing. If only she knew I have built like a hundred castles in the air since I laid on this bed, because I haven't even blink! I sit down, acknowledging her presence.She is still mad, but at least now she can spare me a glance and a faint smile. "Do you feel any better?" She asks, still standing. I nod my head, lying, because nothing feels better at all. I don't know if leaving was a good idea, because now I have absolutely no idea what is going on back at Andy's house. Has he already found out that I left? How is he? And Angel? My poor girl! I hope she forgives me for this.I can't help but worry, especially with the picture of that witch back there. She must be swimming on cloud nine now, thinking that she has won. May the devil lick her ass!I know my Andy will come for me! "Despite being away from me for months, you are still my daughter. I know you so well. You can
My bedroom door opens, and my mother walks in. I honestly don't know what time of the bright morning it is, and I also can't recall what time I drowned into sleep last night. My head still feels so heavy with pending thoughts. I might have been thinking even in my sleep. Pss! Ooh me! I lazily pull myself up, sitting straight on the bed, and wait for my mother to speak. She looks so heavily pregnant with utterance, which I don't quite understand because we were on a clear page when we retired to bed last night. We had a loquacious family dialogue after Rita left, and we came to an understanding. I had a wide range of elucidating to do, and I did so without leaving out a thing. I poured out my all—my feelings, my thoughts, my sentiments, everything. After the lengthy beneficial lectures, even from my younger siblings, I felt so relieved, like a very enormous burden had been lifted off my chest. Nevertheless, I still found myself ambling in thoughts when I laid down on my bed, fathoming
We say goodbye to my family after a small talk. Well, it seems like Andy's charm faultlessly worked on them, and though they can't say it to me, I know they think my idea of running off was rather childish. All in all, Andy came for me. He came after me. He left that bitch and went after the one his heart desires—the one he adores. That clears all my doubts, and so we hit the road back to the city. Back to our nightmare. What was I even thinking, huh? I concur with what they say; you know, running away from problems isn't the solution. Yeah! I concur. That isn't a remedy for anything at all, and it will never be. It's like the ridiculous tale of drinking your sorrows away, because in the morning you wake up sober, and everything you thought you drowned down your system and digested will be screaming at you. Basically, there are no shortcuts in life, nor are there smoother ways, nor will everything be handed to you on a silver platter. If you want to succeed, if you want to get what y