The Good Wife

"Delancy!" I heard my father shout, running up the staircase. "What's wrong?" I replied a bit startled as I dropped my hairbrush and ran up to the doorway. "Come here, you'll never believe this!" He continued trying to hide the growing excitement in his eyes. "What's going on?" I asked again while tying up my bathrobe but instead of a reply he grabbed my hand and pulled me down the stairs with him. "Delancy look at this!" He smiled while taking up sheet of paper off the counter. "It's a loan document," I said a little puzzled while narrowing my eyes at it. "Read it!" he continued his smile brightening by the second. "Well...It says our debt is paid in full." "Yes!" He laughed unable to contain his excitement. Understanding this, I also gave my father a warm smile. "Oh I see, we've finally paid off one of our debts." To my surprise, he shook his head and smiled even brighter. "Delancy, I haven't told you this but," he smiled then took back the document, "this loan was the fin

"This can't be happening." My father murmured while putting his hand on his head. "It's okay," I said trying to comfort him as I stood by his side. "No, it's not." "Dad," I whispered, looking down at him sitting on the floor with a bottle of liquor in his hand. "Please tell me you haven't been drinking again?" He turned to me gravely and shook his head. His sadness was infectious when he smiled at me. "Why? Why now?" Unexpectedly tears welled up in his eyes and for the first time in a long while I saw him cry. "Why did this have to happen?" Solemnly, I knelt beside him and smiled "We didn't lose the store," I said reassuring him "It was just a little fire." "No." "Yes, it was," I didn't know how the fire started but my father had told me that the circuits in the back had overheated and it had caused the wires at the back of the store to catch fire. Luckily my father was skillful enough to unplug the wires upstairs before the fire could spread everywhere. Currently, there was m

"Hey Delancy, do you think we should put an ad in the newspaper for the store?" "Maybe," I shrugged. "I suppose it could bring in more customers. "Yeah, I guess it could." My father said flipping through the newspaper. I slouched against the cash register, trying to pull myself together because I didn't want him to know how tired I was. The store was busier than usual today, but I felt no enthusiasm towards it even though I was glad it had reopened and was running much better than before. "Ahh yes, the newspaper!" Daniel smiled while leaning on the broom he was sweeping with. "If I could get in there everyone would know me!" My father huffed at him before flipping to another page. "Delancy, can't you see me in the papers one day!" "Yeah, the obituary." my father cut in just as the store bell rang. "Samantha?" I said realizing that she was the person who had come in. "I didn't know you were coming?" "Delancy I heard that some crazy ass is telling everyone that everything's hal

I patted down the front of my dress as I vaguely looked across the room at everyone that was crossing the floor. I felt the soft silkiness of the fabric against my fingers as I tried to straighten myself up so I could look more presentable because after all, it was my wedding day.I continued gazing across the room blankly at all the people that were there, everyone looking cheerful and happy as they enjoyed my wedding reception while I on the other hand sat tautly and stared.It was extremely difficult for me to partake in anything contently because, in all honesty, I didn't know how to feel. I felt so numb and cold towards everything and everyone that I didn't even know myself. No one knew how numb I was feeling, virtually unable to feel anything. I was unable to laugh or even smile at my wedding but more importantly, I didn't feel like a bride. I didn't feel like I was married and It didn't feel like my wedding day.The tears, laughter, happiness, and overabundance of joy that surr

I slowly opened my eyes as I felt the morning sun shining on my face before cringing as I tried to sit up because of the pain I felt in my stomach and the area between my legs. I glanced around the room and realized that Kerrick wasn't there so I pulled myself out of bed, the sheets that barely covered my body crumpling to the floor.As soon as I made it to my feet, I went and got a towel to wrap around myself before quickly stumbling out of the room and making my way to the bathroom, my breath hazy as I remembered what had happened.As I showered, recalling what happened, I eventually had to slump down to the floor of the bath because I couldn't stop thinking about it.My breathing was heavy and flashbacks of what had happened came crashing back into my mind, the sound of the water beating down on my body fading.As soon as he began, the pain I felt was so horrible I almost fell apart. I wasn't even sure how everything had ended. My mind eventually sunk away from the mental stress be