IvannaChrissie is all dressed up. All her friends from school are here and I bring her downstairs to meet them. She is so happy after months to see all her friends altogether, wishing her. The parents of her friends also congratulate her for being on the way to recovery. She responds to them very politely despite hearing the same things from everyone. Colton brings the cake after a while."Mama!" Chrisanna whispers to me. I bend down near her."Yes, baby", I ask."Where's Emmy and Batman? Paa is also nowhere. Did he go to bring Samuel?" She asks.I hesitantly smile. "Well, Emmy isn't coming. She's a bit sick. So, Kane is also with her""What happened to her?" She blurts out."Nothing serious", I smile, touching her chin. "She's going to have a baby, no? So, that's normal sickness""Oh! I got it. Just like Linda in that soap opera", she says."Yeah. Like her", I chuckle. "And paa is on the way. Samuel is coming""Okay", she smiles wider and suddenly her smile disappears. "But mama!"
KaneI come rushing downstairs after spending only twenty minutes in the other room which I use when Emily needs the whole room alone. Fortunately, I hate a pair of clothes over there. I put on the as usual white shirt and black pants after showering for a long fifteen minutes to get rid of the smells of herbs and onions. No one wants a spice-stinky date, of course. I find Emily sitting by the table, the candle is placed just in front of her face, making her glow even more in that yellow dress that I chose for her. However, I didn't expect her to be dressed with this much effort. As I step closer, I find a lot of details she hates to do. Or I can say she's too lazy to do it. She doesn't style her hair more often because every time we have to go out, she always finds the last ten minutes to get dressed. She would eventually leave them open or make a bun. It's not that I didn't like it that way. Emily drives her eyes away from the phone and looks over at me. Her lips widen into a bea
Kane"Em! Baby, relax. You need to calm down", I say but she continues to whimper her heart out. I don't know what she's saying. Or if she even knows what she's asking for. She had decided not to make it complicated for Samuel but in the end, she lost all control."I can't", she sobs. "I really can't anymore. Please take me""Baby", I grab her face and make her look at me. "Ssssshhhhh... Stop"I cup her face and kiss her ardently, wiping her tears off. "You cried enough today. Not anymore"She sniffles and gulps down. "I wanna see him, Kane. I badly wanna see him""Em!" I make her look at me. "Look at me. You're not talking in sense now, baby. You never wanted this. You never wanted to drive him away from yourself. If he sees you, he'll— he'll definitely lose all faith in Christian. Our last hope to be connected to him. That's Christian. He'll close that door too", I try to explain to her. She gulps down and shakes her head. I hope she tries to control herself and understand the cons
Christian"Friends?" Chrissie approaches for a handshake to Samuel when I ask to drop him off. I tried to make him stay here tonight. But he refused. All the guests are gone. And now there's only Samuel left. Samuel shakes hands with her, just passing her a smile. Chrisanna's smile slowly fades. Maybe she expected him to accept her as a friend. However, I know it's gonna take some time. "Okay, then, I'm going to drop Samuel. Say bye, Chrissie", I tell her. "Come again", Chrissie says, "bye""Bye", Samuel waves at her and I lean to Ivanna, whispering to Ivanna. "Make a call to Kane"She nods, blinking at me. *Samuel has been silent throughout the way to the foster care home. I was a bit shaken by that since he really enjoyed the party. He was even dancing and laughing more often. I thought he was finally out of his shells. In fact, he didn't talk at all.Other times, he likes to talk about random stuff with me. I didn't question him anyway. He took his medicine as prescribed
TiffanyAnother knock on the door. I flinch and look at the clock. It's seven. I have been sitting here for almost an hour now and didn't even realise. "Tiffany!" John's voice comes from outside, startling me. I immediately wipe my tears off and look in the mirror. Thankfully, I'm not looking much worse."Yeah. Coming!" I stutter and open the door."I'm sorry if you were sleeping", he says."No. It's fine", I tell him, smiling. "Well, Kevin has left his art project at home. Thea had called me. I can't find it anywhere", he says. Wow! Leaving home one hour earlier and still forgetting things!"He did that project in your room yesterday", I tell him. "Yeah. I looked over there. Found nothing", he says."Let me check", I come out of the room and surge towards his room. *I and John search the whole room for the artwork but it's nowhere to be seen. I even checked the boys' room in between. The artwork should be clear here because Thea had started doing all this last night which I did
TheaIt's so fucking tiring to babysit kids! I'm already exhausted after rushing for them the entire day. Above all, Kevin left his stupid project at home. Why are kids so careless? I slump onto the couch."How was your day?" I hear Tiffany's voice and look in front of me. She's talking to Ryan and Kevin. This bitch doesn't leave a chance. "It was good. I just got my marks cut", Kevin says in a saddening tone."Why?" Tiffany asks. Will she stop investigating them? I don't have the energy to waste on them now, so I don't speak. "It got dirty", Kevin says."Because I got it under the bed", she says."Really? Under the bed?" I snarl, glaring at them. "How can you be so careless with your important stuff, Kevin?" "Maybe, you should have checked if they missed something", Tiffany fires back at me. Her audacity!"Really? It's not my job to look after every single thing. You have literally spoiled them. They are not five, for god's sake. They need to learn to do some stuff by themselve
TheaI know what I have started. His reaction says it all. John's face has turned ice cold now. His eyes were frozen on me as it was the exact moment when he asked that question. I can hear his deep and heavy breath as if it's just a moment before he starts roaring. I know it's working. My initial plan is working. Even though I wasn't ready to disclose it yet and I was afraid, I can see it all acting up the same way as I wanted. It's going to be complicated and I have to be careful while taking each step.But there's no way back.There's no other way.If it was like before, I would not care about anything. I would be less scared while doing all this because at that moment I would be only concerned about losing my security. Yet, I wouldn't be scared. Because even if John left me, I would have gotten more than I wanted. The divorce, the alimony, maybe the custody of kids and more for their upbringing. I always had a backup. I was always secure. I never feared he would leave me. Becaus
TheaJohn is rubbing his knuckles to the palm of his left hand. Aggressively. It appears as if he's trying to punch something right now. Or maybe that's Christian. I have never seen him being so violent. Reacting so violent. And I don't know what is going to happen after he faces Christian. The way he's acting right now clearly tells me that it's only the beginning of what I am going to witness. John is groaning. His groans are scarier than anything I have ever witnessed in front of me. His body is shaking. His jaw is clenched. The anger is definitely a mixed one.A part of it is on me. I clench my fists and stand there for a while, observing him. Minutes pass. And not a single word is spoken between us. My heart rapidly races. His silence seems scarier.The whole time I keep calculating and assuming that it was not going to be an easy one. If it all happens according to my will, it's going to be great.But if I fail, if all my schemes fail, that's it. My lies can be caught at an