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 trouble?, is he fine? Because i know Derrick, he does not take matters like this lightly.” Drew scoffed. Taking a sharp bend into the hospital, he swiftly led us to the parking slot. He stepped right down and opened the door. “Mrs Rebecca,” he said softly for the first time, his baritone ringing in my ears. “Your husband is safe and fine, but you, you are the one who is not.”he paused, taking my hand. I took in a sharp breath as his skin touched mine. Taken aback by his gesture, our eyes locked in once again and those green pearls penetrated my soul. “I need you to be strong for your baby and for yourself, no matter what the condition is.”he said. I shook my head momentarily, fighting back the wave of emotions that bottled in me and nodded my head. He took me by my arm and led me out of the car. I held unto his hands tightly when the nurses sighted me from afar with the blood stain embedded in my bright pink dress. I gave his hand a tighter squeeze. “ Drew, I'm scared…” “i need Derrick..”i muttered. my heart sank as the nurses approached even further, but i felt his hand wrap around mine softly as he stared into my eyes innocently. “There is no way, the strongest and most stunning woman I've ever met can ever be scared., not while i’m there to protect her.” He said, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. “Ma'am please you need to get on the bed.” The nurse urged. I swallowed, extending a weak questioning smile to him. His words were truly heartfelt. I thought. A bit too heartfelt in fact. “Please check up on Derrick.” I tugged on to his fingers. “Thank you.”i whispered. Immediately, they placed me on a mobile bed and as they rolled me away, our hands untangled. “Don't worry ma'am, you will be fine and you will get to be with your husband again.” The nurse said. I smiled uneasily. and then she pierced a syringe into my flesh. I took in a deep breath as i felt the sedative which was injected into my blood kick in. till it all went blank. - I sat up fully clothed in the hospital wears on the bed, I quickly assessed my body and the blood stain was gone. “Shes awake..” a nurse said, “Hows my baby?”The words flew out of my mouth non-hesitantly. She smiled briefly without uttering a word. As she opened the door, Drew let himself in. “Your baby is in good condition, and you are free to go.” He said softly, handing me the freshest tulip flowers i had ever received. He then leaned in to plant a kiss on my forehead but i turned my face, causing his lips to brush past my cheeks. My toes curled as his lips made slight contact with my skin. “Im sorry ma'am.” He said. His tone once rigid again. What was he thinking? “Prepare the vehicle, i have thanksgiving to meet up.” I said coldly. As i watched him exit the hospital room, suddenly, i felt the need to reach out to him, tell him i didn't mean it and ask him to lay over my head. This is not good. i immediately reached for my phone and dialed derricks number. Maybe it was the guilt from sharing a moment with drew hanging on my neck but i silently prayed the call had fallen into voicemail. “Rebecca..” i heard him say over the phone. His voice tight. “Der ..um…Derrick..” i mumbled. “you naughty boy..” A female voice giggled over the phone. I felt my throat run dry. I swallowed. Cancelling every side thought as i clung unto the phone tightly. “Derrick… you were meant to come see me at the hospital.” My voice cracked. “you were smart to have successfully terminated the pregnancy.” He said brashly. “Its…its not terminated yet..” i said, barely in whispers. “Its thanksgiving Derrick…and I'm thankful for this gift,” i paused saying. “Don't make me terminate this baby. I’m begging you.” “Well you can kiss this marriage a goodbye then.”He said, ending the call abruptly. The phone slipped from my hand as his final words fell on my ears.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