Tamara POV
I dallied into the phone's repairer workshop the following day, hoping he would be able to proffer a solution to the shattered phone.
“Good morning, Jones,” I greeted, dolefully.“Hi Mara”“What's up?” He replied, cheerfully.I brought out the phone from my small purse and gave it to him, and a smile ran across his lips.“ You've got a nice catch? Huh,” He winked-smiling sheepishly.I respected him a lot ever since he had helped me repair one of the phones my dad spoiled, without collecting a dime from me.“Jones, I am not here for jokes this morning and as it is, I am running late for work already, so please answer me” I said solemnly.“Hm mm… Someone looks so sad,” He said as he kept checking the phone.I stood opposite his table while watch him checked the phone. I just pray it works.“Well… This phone cannot be repaired again,” He dropped the sad news after some minutes, and I sighed deeply.This is it.“It's been shattered beyond repair,” He continued.“You should have been more careful with it,” He added, still admiring the phone.“But hold on… How did you get this phone? “ He asked curiously, and I shot him a glare.He was not helping matters.I snatched the phone from him angrily and stepped out of his shop. Gross!At work…
“Mara!” I heard Alicia shrieked, and I wondered what the problem might be.
I quickly served the customers and made to return to the counter, but I met Alicia on my way, looking livid.What's up with her?She raised a phone to my face.Hold on… “Where did you get that?” I asked and made to collect it from her, but she quickly took her hand to her back.How did she see that?“Where did you get this phone from, Mara?” She blurted, and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes as I quickly thought of what to say.“I mean you can't afford this phone, not even in your wildest dream” She rushed her words and I rolled my eyes now.“Breath, Alicia, the phone doesn't belong to me,” I told her.“I just wanted to help a neighbor, the phone is faulty, so I brought it along, so I can give it to a phone repairer.”A happy smile covered her face upon hearing that.Whoa…The words had come out of my mouth smoothly, like I've thought of it earlier.Good of you, Mara.“I thought you were keeping things from me” She pouted, and I also smiled.“I will never do such, Alicia” I said, and she squeezed my cheek lightly before returning to what she was busy with.Unknown to her, I watched her face sadly.I'm so sorry, Alicia.I wish I can tell you everything, but I can't.Rodney POV
“How many times do I have to tell you to stop acting clingy, Joanna, what were you doing at my studio?” I snapped at her, and she blinked her eyes rapidly. “I'm sorry Rodney, I just thought I should say Hi to you” She mumbled, and I breathe out deeply.
“Start the car” I ordered the driver, and he began to drive immediately.I tilted my head back and rested my head on the headrest of the seat. I am so pissed at her right now.She's so stubborn.Shortly,The driver honks repeatedly, and it brought me out of my thought.Oh…We are home already?“What's the problem?” I asked Henry.“Why is the driver not going in?”“You have a visitor, Mr. Rodney” Henry replied, pushing his side door open and I also got down from the car to see the visitor.I couldn't hide the disappointed look on my face immediately I spotted the visitor from where I was.I counted my steps to where she was standing and stopped in front of her.“What do you want?” I asked her calmly and her face lightened immediately as she made to hold my hand,, but I stopped her.Joanna and Henry were now standing behind me.“What are you doing here?” I asked her again, sounding stern.She looked so pale as her solemn eyes paired into mine.And suddenly, she went on her kneels.Alright,I wasn't expecting that.“Just a chance son, all I need is a chance to explain myself” She said, obviously fighting the urge to cry, and I huffed.“I am sorry, but I can't waste my precious time with irrelevant talks with an unimportant person,” I said with so much sarcasm.Her tears were now rushing down.Well… I don't care, the same way she doesn't care about me.I made to walk past her, but she was too quick to held my legs, weeping uncontrollably.“Please son, forgive me,” She sobbed.And it took all the power in me to fight back those tears that were threatening to drop.Jeez! Rodney can never cry.I Fred my legs from her hold and without turning back, I walked inside the building.Joanna POV
I watched the whole drama keenly from where I was standing with Henry beside me.
Henry walked up to her immediately Rodney left the scene. He made her stood on her feet as she cried nonstop in his arms.“Forgive me son” She whined.“It's okay, ma'am,” Henry said soothingly while stroking her back.Alright…I had enough.“You should stop crying, Aunt,” I began, walking to her figure."Henry, don't you think Rodney may need you inside?” I asked him, and he bowed to Aunt Margaret before turning to leave.“Your time is up Aunt, so you should leave now” I stated flatly, and she wiped her tears.“And who are you to give orders in my son house?!” She scowled at me and I laughed.“Your son?” I grimaced.“Or did I just hear wrong?”“Tell me Aunt Margaret, who abandoned his son for good five years without a solid reason?” I blunted.“Its none of your business, Joanna” She replied ruefully.“Well… Well… Well… It's obvious I am taking good care of our Rodney, so you have nothing to worry about, Aunt”“Your son is doing fine without you” I said with a smirk.“You should stay away from my son” She warned,, but I just chuckled before turning to leave.“Goodbye Aunt” I winked as I waved at her. Gross!Rodney Shaw POV,I stormed into the mansion and headed straight to my room, ignoring the few maids who were greeting me.I got to my room and started throwing things,I kept ruffling my hair while I paced my room angrily.F·ck!I picked the bedside lamp on the nightstand and smashed it against the wall.“Argh” I groaned and began to throw the pillows on the floor.I really wanted to listen to her, I badly needed an explanation.Why did she leave me?How could she leave me in such state?I turned around abruptly and stared at my reflection in the mirror.'She left you when you needed her the most' Sienna words reeled through my mind and rage crept up in me again as I hit my knuckles against the mirror, which came shattered into pieces on the floor immediately.Blood oozes out of the wound, but I didn't care, the pain was nothing compared to my broken heart. I crouched to the floor, weeping profusely.
Tamara POV“You will become my personal maid for the next three months” He declared in a finality tone and my jaw dropped.“What? “ I bellowed.Is he being serious now?“You heard me right?” He said in a deep voice, while he removed a strand of his hair from his forehead.Well. I don't care now.“What do you mean I'll become your personal maid?” I asked with a frown.“I mean, I have another work, and you know that.” I blurted as a matter of fact, but he seems less bothered as his expression holds an impassive one.I am done for!“How do I cope? “ I lamented.“Well… I don't care,” He replied bluntly, and believe me when I say I feel like slapping senses into his numb skull.He didn't say anything, and I decided to speak up.“Please, I beg of you, I will become your personal maid but only on weekends” I pleaded as I rubbed
Tamara POVI plonked myself on the bed and allowed my eyes traveled to the white ceiling, staring at it blankly.'And also, you will be my date to Rodney city show' The phone owner words reeled through my mind and I scoffed. I plopped my head on a pillow, still not looking away from the ceiling.Of course, I should be happy,I meant, finally I was going to be attending his show.But my subconscious mind kept telling me it's not going to be good.And that jackass!I didn't even know his name.Why did I have this strange feeling about him?First, he asked me to become his personal maid and now, I should be his date to the city show. Gosh!Who does that?What exactly did he want?Oh, Mara!I just hope he was not going to sell me off.I heaved a massive sigh.Rodney, if I get to meet you tomorrow at the city show, then trust me you are going to hear it from me.You've really caused me a lot. I rolled
Tamara POVI stepped out from the bathroom and slowly walked around the guest room, admiring every bit of the interior in it. It really looks appealing.I got to where the shopping bag was lying on the bed, and I couldn't help the little smile that found its way across my face.That jackass…What was his name again?Jason! Yes, Jason.I heard that from one of his employees.He might be a jerk,But I think he really has a great sense of fashion.We just arrived from the biggest shopping mall in the City, and without asking if I liked them or not, he picked the dress, shoes, clutch and even jewelry. He picked everything for me by himself, all I did was to watch him.I brought out all the content from the shopping bag and smiled broadly again. I've never seen such a beautiful dress like this before.The red gown fits me perfectly as it helps to reveal my curves. I twisted my lips as I scrutinized myself in the dressing mir
Rodney POVThank goodness I was able to pull myself together up at the stage. The song is actually dedicated to my mom.I sang with a shattered heart, I couldn't let my tears out, so I gladly let my heart did the crying. F**k! She really broke me.How could she leave like that?How could she just disappear without no traces?I walked slowly, finding my way to the restroom. I closed the door after I came out, I turned to leave after doing my business from the male toilet, but someone bumped into me and tripped. Gosh!She nearly fell,, but I quickly caught her by the waist and pulled her to myself. She shut her eyes and breathe out in relief. Sincerely, I was also relieved I could save her from falling.I watched as her little hand rested on my broad chest. She finally glanced up to look at me, and I froze instantly.Her sharp blue eyes pierced into mine.Her innocent face stared back at me.I knew her
Tamara POVI switched on the living room light and I felt my heart left my chest at the sight before me. He was sitting on a single couch in the living room with a bottle of liquor in his hand.Holy Christ!“Slutty creepy princess” He sneered as he stood to his feet and I swallowed hard as I cowered a little.He was walking towards me now, and I could feel my whole body vibrating.I followed his gaze, and it landed on the wall clock.Jeez! It was 9:45pm.I was quite late.“Where are you coming from?” He inquired coldly, and I felt my lungs tightened as I sought for what to say.Oh good Lord,What do I say?“From…work” I stuttered, and he slapped me hard across my right cheek.Yes,I was expecting that.“You are coming from work dressed like a whore?” He fired, and I shook as I held my pained cheek.“Give me your phone,” He ordered.&ldq
Rodney POVShe reluctantly came into the car and exhaled softly. “Hello” I said quietly to her.She looked up at my face and froze immediately. “Rodney Shaw?” She muttered, and I just nodded perfunctorily.She became so tensed, which earned a little smile from my lips. “You don't have to be scared girl, I just wanted to ask you a question and I will be glad if you could answer me correctly, I told her, and she quickly nodded her head.“Where's your colleague now?” I inquired calmly, turning to face her with keen interest.She breathes out deeply, and it took her some seconds before she eventually spoke up. “She has not been coming to work for the past two days now” She replied pathetically, and I cocked my brows.“Why has she not been coming to work?” I asked her again, and she shook her head sideways. “I don't know either,” She replied, staring out the window.“B
Somewhere in the USA…Micheal Shaw POVTears pricked my eyes as I stare down at Margaret adoring smile in the picture frame. I picked it from the nightstand and held it tight to my chest, letting my tears flow freely from my eyes. “Where are you, Margaret?” I sobbed.“Just come back already and fight me. Please”I cried for what feels like a long time and finally wiped my tears with the hem of my t-shirt.“I miss you, Margaret,” I whispered, using my forefinger to trace her lips in the picture.I sniffed my running nose before returning the picture to its previous position and picked my cellphone beside it. I unlocked it and went through my contacts for Rodney's number.I dialed his number immediately I found it, and he picked up after the second ring.“How are you doing, son?” I asked, trying to sound cheerful like usual. I wouldn't want him to notice I just stopped crying. “Wha