Please, call me Auntie

Soraya🍒

I've been sitting in the same position on the couch with my legs under me for the past couple of hours to the point where my legs have gone numb, tears have dry and gone on my face, while i was still trying to understand where I went wrong I gave the man my all I work to make his company become what it is today which is very successful, I am say, I took care of his mother and sister only for him to turn around and betray me like that.

Not with a stranger, but with someone I consider a friend - someone who saw me at my lowest, someone I trusted, treated like a sister, and took her into my house when she was getting evicted. It hurts so bad that those same two people saw that it was okay to hurt me like that.

I still can't wrap my mind around everything that has happened. I couldn't stop thinking about how everything just fell apart in a matter of seconds. It dont make sense to me, and it will never make sense to me. Even when I think back about it all, I can't find where I went wrong.

I came home from a two-week seminar for a fashion show with my mentor, and during that time, all I could think about was how lonely Jasper would be. It was my first time being away for that long since we had been together. I was anxious to get home to him; yes, I was the type of girl who loved with every fiber of her being. When I looked at him, the man stole my heart; it was love at first sight. We have been dating for five years and are about to get married. You could see that love was all I felt when I looked at him, so it was hard for me to focus on work while he was away, especially when he barely answered my calls or texts.

I got worried about him after my group finished their presentation. I asked my mentor if I could go home early, and she agreed. I wanted to surprise him since he didn't answer my calls or texts. Only I was the one who got the surprise instead when I walked into my house to find my sweet, loving fiancé shirtless, holding a very giggling Joy in his arms against the wall, kissing and biting on each other.

For a second, I see nothing but black. I thought I passed out because my breathing was coming short. My hands were shaking. When I opened my eyes, they were still in their world. Seeing them like this brought me back to when I asked him about trying new things in the bedroom. He said he wasn't interested. Now, with the evidence in my face, I realized it's not that he wasn't interested; he didn't want to do them with me. The truth of that hurt more than I would've liked it to be.

“ What in the HELL IS GOING ON HERE!?” I asked as I closed the door with a loud noise.

The noise startled them, and Jasper almost dropped Joy to the floor. He caught her at the last minute, and they both stared at me like they had just seen a ghost. Maybe they have, since I wasn't supposed to be back until Friday.“ What are you doing here?” they both asked with shock.

Taking off my jacket and kicking my shoes off, I cocked my head to the side and asked, “ Where else should I be if not here?” I was putting my hair in a messy bun over my head.

“ Uhm, at your seminar thing, “ Jasper says while trying to put his shirt back on.

With a dry laugh, I said, “Wouldn't you like that? Uh, im out, so you guys can have time to continue what you were doing.” I moved closer to where they were standing.

“It's not wh-” I cut Joy off by putting my palm in front of her face. I don't want to hear anything from her at the moment.

“ We are supposed to get married in three days. I returned so we could try on the wedding clothes you never have time to do,” I explained to him while removing my jewelry.

“ Why are you removing your jewelry?” He asks, stepping back from me, “ I already did that with Joy.”

Good, the further in the house you go, the better for me.

“ Well, Honey, you see when you walked in on your best friend and Fiancé doing things they shouldn't. “ I pick up the vase on the table. “ You tend to get angry, and angry people get out of hand!” I yelled at him just as I swung the vase at his head, leaving him stumbling back with a bleeding head.

I wasn't a violent person, but there are things that people do to you that can't just go unpunished, so sometimes a little violence will do, like in this moment, anything I do to them is justified.

Looking around the room, I found my baseball bat, which my brother had insisted I keep. God bless your soul, Scott. Picking it up, I swung it into his back while he was on the floor. I lifted the bat over my head for another hit, but Joy pushed me out of the way.

“ You can't do that! This is wrong!” Joy said while trying to help Jasper to his feet since he had fallen from the blow.

“ Why not?! This is my house! After everything that I have done for you two, that's how you choose to repay me.” I stood there, bat in hand, full of adrenaline, ready to swing.

“ YOU CHOOSE TO DO THOSE THINGS!! I didn't ask you for them,” that bastard yelled.

“Because I love you,” I say, suddenly losing my voice. He was right. He didn't ask me for any of these things. I unthinkingly did them because I thought that's how you show love for someone you love and care for.

“ I never loved or cared for you,” He says coldly, pulling Joy closer. “ Joy has always been the woman in my heart, not you.”

His words left me reeling. I sat in the chair, trying to understand how I could have gone wrong in my first relationship. “ So, I was the third wheel in this relationship?” More myself than them.

“ Yes, at times you were good for something, but now that Joy, the richest man's daughter, is back in my arms, I don't need you anymore,” The bastard proudly said, like he accomplished something.

Laughing hysterically, I couldn't help but point a finger at Joy and say, “She's the daughter of the richest man?” Oh, God, these two are funny.

Joy? The daughter of the wealthiest man? Oh, Lord, I didn't think I could laugh in the position they put me in, but I can't help it. I started to laugh hysterically, and tears ran down my face as I bent over the chair. Whether it was from happiness or sadness, I didn't care.

This might be my first relationship. One thing I'm not going to let them do is paint me as a victim. No, I’m a fighter, and I im going to fight until I make these two pay for the humiliation that I have suffered today, getting back on my feet. I say, “ Get the hell out of my house!” I open the door to the room for them. Once they reach the front door and walk out of the house, I close the door in their faces when they get to the other side with a loud bang, “ Good riddance.”

All that happened two hours ago, and I'm still sitting where I have been since they left. I cried, dried my eyes, and thought about everything I could do to hurt them, but in the end, I picked up the phone and called Sky. She is my childhood friend. She never liked Joy, so maybe I should've listened to her.

“ You were right,” I told her when she answered.

“You're going to have to be more specific about what I was right about,” she says.

Sigh, “About Joy, you were right,” I say again.

I got her attention. “ Oh, sweetie, what did that woman do?”

I told her everything, and by the time I was done, she said, “I'm on my way.” She hung up before I could stop her.

Sky was the one who got me out of the fatal position the minute she walked into the house. “ Oh hell no, girl, we will not let those bastards win.” She grabbed my hand and dragged me to the main bedroom.

“ You kicked them out, and now we throw their stuff away,” she says gleefully. I couldn't help but join in her excitement. We packed their clothes for the next thirty minutes, and when we were done, Sky grabbed my arm and said, “We're going out, so go get a change.”

I didn't have the energy to fight or disagree with her; instead, I went to grab a shower, dressed in my tightest purple skin-tight dress, curled my hair, and put on some makeup before going downstairs to meet her. I found her putting the suitcases out.

“ What are you doing with those?” I ask her because she seems to enjoy herself too much.

“I'm putting the trash out. Come on, help me with the last one.” I did what she asked, and I must say I find some comfort in seeing all that stuff in the garbage.

“ Now, we're partying!! " she yelled at the top of her lungs, and I let her lead me to the car waiting for us with a big smile.