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.I hopped down the car without thinking and started moving towards the hospital door in a daze. More than before, i needed to get this baby out of me, maybe it would get derrick back to his senses. The thought of Fiona ran through my mind. But my senses were dulled. The unbelieving part of me could not bring myself to accept it was my blood sister Fiona derrick was having a secret affair with. Drew. “Damn.” I said so many harmful things to him when all he sincerely wanted to do was help. Maybe i should text him I'm sorry? I ruffled my shaky hands into my bag and plucked out my phone from where it sat. “Sit and wait for me.” Derrick ordered. I sighed deeply as i sent the text message. And in the next three seconds my phone began to ring. My heart thumped a bit faster. Then i answered it and slowly lifted it to my ear. “Im the one who should be sorry. Reb…” he paused. Retracing his words. “Mrs Rebecca.” “I went too far, I could not control my hands, my emotions , my
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 charm
I wiped the rolls of tears that formed on my cheeks and immediately changed into my outfit. Patting my cheeks so they don't appear puffy. Outside of the hospital, drew stood smartly by the car, ushering me in. “Thank you.” I mouthed. Through the ride, there was no denying of the tension which hung in the air as i kept tossing from one side to another. But Drews eyes were focused on the road and he uttered no word until we arrived at mom and dads. “Ill be waiting outside.” He said, putting on his shades. as we stepped out. “Aren't you coming in?” “I don't think so..” he answered. “And what if i insist?” I asked. “ have a wonderful thanksgiving ma'am.” He said firmly. Extending a forced smile. His words cut deep but with a pursed lip, i shrugged my shoulders and gave a curt nod. I couldn't understand the pang i felt within me. As i walked into the house, i felt a familiar ache across my chest. There were pictures on the wall which held a decades worth story,
Drew swept me off my feet without a second thought into the car, placing my head softly on the head rest. “My baby..” i kept repeating, my fingers scratching the corners of Drew's seat. Drew then dipped his hand into his pocket and reached for his phone. He took in a deep breath and contemplated on dialing the number on the phone. “Mr Derrick…., he paused.” “Mrs Rebecca right now is in a critical condition and I'm taking her to the family hospital. Your presence will be of huge importance.” He said rigidly. But his eyes had sooner dimmed and his jaws clenched tightly. He then returned the phone to his pocket. “You just finished speaking with my husband Drew, is everything alright?” I asked worriedly. His eyes locked with mine as he stole a quick glance at me through the rear mirror. “He is in a meeting.” He said rigidly once again. “Its thanksgiving, and its a holiday. So there are no meetings.” I furrowed my eyebrows saying. “Tell me drew, is my husband in troub
Rebecca you have to abort this child.” Derrick pinched the bridge of his nose saying. “Abort?” I opened my eyes wide open as the test result slipped from my hand. “How could you do this to me!” He suddenly flared. “I provided your pills and every contraceptive you required, yet you show up with a “thing” in your belly?.”he pointed. I gasped. “Derrick, we have been married for three years now!” I said, now fighting back the tears that were threatening to spill. “ and now you want me to terminate my baby?” “Married…” Derrick chuckled. “Do i need to remind you that this, union was an ‘arranged’ marriage”, he used his fingers to draw quotes. “But we agreed to make it work…” i trailed off, Derrick nodded his head in approval. “Yes we did. But like you always do, you ruin everything.” He said storming out of the door. There was a strange dark look in his eyes i had never seen before. It looked like resentment and undiluted anger. I picked myself up from the bed hurried