Derrick…,” my eyes shone in horror.
“Surprised to see me i know.”. He chuckled bitterly. “ i can explain.”i extended my hands pleadingly to him. “Of course you can…” he kissed his teeth saying. “ tell me Rebecca, is he the real father. ?” Derrick asked with a glint of disgust in his eyes. “Derrick… how could you say such a thing!” I cried. “Having sex with your driver? …just tell me, how low could you stoop Rebecca?” He spat. “Beneath my feet?” “Derrick!” My voice croaked as tears had begun to roll down endlessly down my cheeks as he spoke. “The sight of you disgusts me.” He said laying emphasis on each word. “You dirty, lying cheating pregnant whore.” I fell on my knees as the words left his mouth with my mouth agape. “You don't talk to her like that.” Drew cut in, his hands firmly tucked in his pocket as he spoke with utmost confidence. “She needed you Mr Derrick, your wife needed you, but where were you?!” Drew almost let his anger flare up. “Oh …how charming.” Derrick said. His voice laced with sarcasm. “ I'm sure you know you are fired already, i don't need to spell it out anymore.” He continued. sizing him up and down, he muttered some incoherent words and kicked a trash can in front of him. “Are you alright?” Drew bent to where i knelt on the floor asking, as derrick dashed into the house. “Are you happy now?” I said to him in between tears. “Rebecca, i never meant for this to happen..” he said softly. I shook my head lightly. “No…you will address me properly. Its mrs Rebecca and you heard what he said. “ you're fired.” Drews facial reaction was stunned and in his defense, said no words as he picked himself up, dusted the tuxedo and turned to leave. i sighed as tears kept rolling out of my eyes uncontrollably while i knelt. “Rebecca honey!” Mom called out as she came out with derrick and dad. She immediately rushed to where i knelt pressing my head against her chest. “Is it about the medical condition?..you'll be fine don't cry.”she petted. “Get in the car Rebecca.” Derrick said coldly. Ignoring moms presence with me. “What has come over him?” Mom asked me…searching inside my eyes for answers. “Mom I'm fine.” I said wiping my eyes off. He’s just having a rough day and we need to sort…” “ Don't make me repeat myself Rebecca.” He rudely interrupted. “Mom ill call you.” I gave her a kiss on her cheek as i dashed quickly to Derricks car. My heart thumped radically as i was about to step into the vehicle. My lips and hands had began to tremble for fear of what he had in mind. He then started the ignition and i threw myself in. moms and my eyes locked as i silently waved her where she stood hands clasped in deep concern for me. I forced out a weak and pathetic smile. Now we were outside the compound. My trembling fingers remained intertwined as i earnestly waited for him to speak. He had the speed on full acceleration with one of his hands caressing his beards. I yearned for something that would spark up a conversation. At intervals i would sneak a peek at him, but his facial emotions remained the same. Hard jaws and swift eyes. Just then his phone beeped. Eager to assist him or prove my usefulness in one way or the other, i reached for his phone faster than he did. My breath hitched before i could utter any word and my eyes blurred as i stared at the message for a few seconds which felt like an eternity of time. There was a cold shrill feeling which ran across my body and my eyelids lifted up slowly to his face. “Here give me that!” He said, yanking the phone out of my hand forcefully. “Derrick…” i muttered. “Why is Fiona texting you that she needs you inside of her badly?” My voice cracked. But he only scoffed and chuckled loudly without uttering a word as he focused on the road. “Derrick Fiona is my sister! …how could you disrespect me like that!” I burst out crying. But his reactions were as though no one was in the vehicle with him. “Drop me down. I want to go home myself.” I spoke in hushed tones. but i was greeted with silence still. “Drop me down Derrick Hathaway!” I lifted my voice to the top. And he parked his car sharply by the side of the road. His eyes suddenly turned deep red … echoed by anger i had never seen. He then gripped the back of my neck forcefully and smashed it back at the headrest. “Don't you ever call me by my fathers name! You filthy dick sucking whore!”He roared. I dreadfully nodded my head affirmatively, i flung my hands to cover my mouth to prevent my outburst from leaking out. “And also, I realized i don't need your permission to take you to the hospital to vacate this dirty thing out of your belly,” he turned his face to my belly. “Im taking you there myself.” He said with smirk. “Especially now i know its not mine.” “D..errick …its yours i swear it..” i tried to swallow saying. “I love you derrick.., i would never cheat on yo..” i shook my head in between breaths saying but he fisted his hands tighter, causing me to yelp in pain. “Oh shut up whore.” He spat. Releasing his grip from my neck. He restarted his ignition and sped out of the road. I held on to my neck softly, soothing the pain from his grip till we arrived arrived at the hospital. “Now listen to me if you want to stay alive.” He said rigidly. “ Once you get in there, you extend a smile at the nurses and you will follow my instructions like the loving wife you are. I have booked your appointment already.” “Now get your smelling body the fuck down out of my car.” He spat with a demeaning smirk on his lips.Series of thoughts clashed in my head, banging heavily against one another like a tambourine as i tried to process what the hell was going on. “Have a seat Rebecca,” Derrick said, unflinching.I couldn't tear my eyes away from the monster i was staring at, but i moved accordingly. Reaching for one of the kitchen stools. Mom sat tied to a chair, her lips were sealed so only her eyes did the talking. And from the look on her eyes, she was going through a rollercoaster of pain, stress and heavy tiredness. My eyes welled up immediately, soaking up my cheeks. How could he be this cruel to mom? If he did this to mom what about dad?Dad, where was Dad?“Derrick,” i swallowed. “where is my dad?” But then, mom shook her head erratically, as though trying to tell me something. Her gesture pulled a string on my heart. “What is she saying?,” “what is she trying to say?” I cried. “Take the tape off her, please!” I hovered around him saying,“For goodness sake Derrick, what is this truly
(Back to present.)The clock spun around so quick that suddenly, minutes passed into hours and hours turned into days. There was no call from Drew, neither was there any sign from Derrick. Just me, my growing baby, the maid and the walls. “Karen,” i called the maid, who seemed to work tirelessly. “You work so hard, you should take a day off.” I said to her. “I couldn't leave you all alone here, you have no one by your side, Ma'am.” She added.Ouch. I thought i was aware of that, didn't know i needed a reminder.“You barely eat, you barely move around. Hell, You don't even speak with anyone.”“I may just be an ordinary maid, but i know loneliness when i see one.”“tch,” i kissed my teeth. “Snooping around?, Thats not what you are being paid for Karen,” i said with a tired voice.“I know,” she knelt beside me saying. Her cheeks puffy and round, with a petite frame and plaited two cornrows, she looked nothing older than twenty. “But its because i care about you ma'am,” she paus
What!” I shrieked. “Theres no way you are going to tell him that.” “Why are you going to lie?” I snorted.“Well watch me.” He said, storming out of the house. Was it his plan to drive me crazy? I held on to the railings of the staircase tightly for stability while my head spun like a rollercoaster. A Divorce?, (Back to the day before Derricks wedding to Rebecca.)“Oh my God, Derrick,” i flung my hand to cover my mouth in amazement at a bracelet he got me.“These are so gorgeous., i love them. Thank you!” I exclaimed happily. Running my fingers into the water fountain from where we sat, we watched the decorators do their thing.“Thank you, for loving them.” He snickered. “But most importantly Rebecca, thank you for not making this feel like an arranged marriage.”“I feel like i have known you all my life,” he continued. “And i promise to make this work.”“And i,…” i was about to repeat my vow when we were interrupted. “If its not the charming bride and groom to be,” the event
I remember when i was a teenager, and i had just finished watching my first horror movie ever, My face lacked emotions, it remained frozen, pale, like it was sucked dry by the very terrifying monsters from the movie. Well, history just repeated itself. Except that, this time, it wasn't a movie, but the words from my husbands mouth. Derricks mouth. “Thats unlike you, Fiona?. …,” i repeated. “Fiona, thats what this had all been about?” “Wait, how long has this really been going on?” I bombarded myself with series of questions. “ i cant do this anymore,” i resigned. “ i cant hope for you anymore.” I shook my head saying. Flinging off the duvet without a care in the world, i impatiently jumped out of the bed. Derrick only ruffled the sheets once again before drifting off back to sleep. One look at him and i slammed the door shut so hard. Wishing i could just take a long drive far away from this mess. But it was past midnight already and had nowhere to go. I ha
I spun his arms over my shoulders as i struggled to pull him up. He had staggered through the door and landed with a heavy thud on the floor. “What happened to you?” I asked worriedly, tossing aside every last bit of anger i felt towards him. Assessing his body, i couldn't help but pinch my nose at the stench coming from him. Was he drunk? He seemed to have stumbled on blocks on his way too . The scratches and bruises etched on the back sides of his shoulders mixed with traces of sand. I shook my head pitifully. Tracing the ends of the bruises and patting away the sand stains off his body. “It hurts…” he yelped. “Derrick?” I drew my eyebrows together as i leaned in closer to hear him clearer. “Are you hurt?” I asked. His eyes were closed and only his lips trembled. He looked so helpless and i cursed under my breath. One last attempt, i drew in all the strength i had left and pulled him up finally. “She made me do it…” he slurred once again, trailing off. I
“Who was that?” Derricks voice resounded as i walked steadily past the doorway. My heart froze at the sound of his voice. Despite everything he put me through, i couldn't understand the butterflies that still flapped in my belly. Neither could i understand which emotion struggled to play first. Was it resentment?, anger? or a hot boil of both?The mere sight of him sitting cooly, pissed me off. With an ambience of purity, like he wasn't fast burying his dick into Fiona's pussy a couple hours ago.Why couldn't i hate this man for godsake. I needed to get even in some sort of way. “Rebecca, I'm talking to you.” He dusted off the cigarette smoke into the ash tray saying.I pursed my lips and swallowed. “He dropped me off.”“Who Rebecca! I said who!.” He flared. “Maybe if you had…” i paused, saying. “Waited at least, for me back at the hospital that question would not have existed.” He took off his glasses and smirked. “I see.” “I can see you borrowed some audacity. Well, i c