A Disappointment To The Family

ALEXA

I thought I had thrown up everything in my stomach already, but I woke up and rushed into Noelle’s bathroom and threw up again.

Then literally sat on the bathroom floor, because I was already weak and exhausted.

Noelle came in with a cup of herbal tea and gave it to me. “Are you going to throw everything you have into the toilet?” She asked. “You have been vomiting since last night, even at the club,” she added.

“Because you forced me into dancing with those men and it really got my entire system irritated,” I said.

I didn’t know that being around other men would make me feel so disgusted, and even though I only did it to get on Mark’s nerves, I was beginning to regret my actions.

“I am never do that ever again,” I said and I meant it.

Noelle threw her head back and laughed loudly. “What are you never doing again; aggravating Mark and making him jealous, visiting Dancing Devil, or having fun with male strippers?” Noelle asked.

“Going to that stupid club and allowing those freaking men touch me,” I said.

“I don’t even know why you are this disgusted, Alexa. For goodness sake, you have not even had any sex yet,” she pointed out.

“Thank you for the reminder, but I meant everything I just said,” I insisted.

“So are you going to remain celibate for the rest of your life?” Noelle asked worriedly.

“Noelle, please, I just got out of a horrible marriage. Trust me, the last thing on my mind right now is another man,” I answered.

Noelle and I both left the bathroom after I had washed my mouth and was certain that I wouldn’t be throwing up, and we went back into the bedroom.

“So what do you want to do now?” Noelle asked. “I am certain that after last night, Mark will never let you use his card again,” she added.

“I don’t intend to continue leaning on him financially; that would only make me look like a hungry ex-wife,” I said, my face carrying a sad look.

“That is a very smart way of thinking,” Noelle complimented. “But still, you haven’t answered the question; what are you going to do now?” Noelle prodded.

“I don’t know yet,” I answered.

Frankly, that was the truth. When I announced my intention to divorce Mark, I didn’t make any concrete or reasonable plan. 

“I guess I will figure it out with time,” I shrugged and said.

Noelle held my hand and said gently, “There is no pressure, Alexa, okay?”

Noelle was really supportive and reassuring. “Okay, thanks,” I simply responded.

“As long as you don’t go back to that dickhead, then we are good,” Noelle added.

Well, now I could see why she had always hated Mark Ronaldo.

I opened my mouth to tell Noelle that was never going to happen when my phone rang. When I saw that it was my father who was calling, I couldn’t even tell how I felt.

“Don’t you want to take his call?” Noelle asked when she noticed that I hesitated, but I still couldn’t provide an answer, because I did not exactly know how I felt right now. “I think you should take it,” Noelle advised.

I picked up and put it on speaker. “Dad,” I simply said dully.

“You and Ivy slept out last night,” Mr. Silver said over the phone and I took a quick glance at Noelle; what was I supposed to do with information concerning Ivy?

“I didn’t know that,” I said.

“Honey, stop acting like you didn’t know that Ivy slept over at Mark’s, whereas for that child of yours, we have no clue where she passed the night,” Ivy’s mother, Clara’s voice rang over the phone.

Her words sliced through my heart like a sharp knife; so after Mark acted like a possessive and territorial demon last night, he went back to our home and into the arms of Ivy? This couldn’t be more hurting.

Anyway, I decided to act strong and nonchalant, even to Noelle.

“I was at Noelle’s,” I supplied.

“Okay, but you and Ivy are expected home in an hour,” Mr. Silver said firmly.

My shoulders sagged sadly; I really shouldn’t have picked, because I did not want to go back to that house and have to face Ivy and her mother.

“Today?” I asked even though I already knew the answer.

“Don’t play silly with me, Alexa. Be here in an hour, and that is final,” Mr. Silver said and ended the call abruptly.

I sighed deeply, already dreading what was waiting for me at home.

“Well, let Ivy continue whoring herself around Mark; you don’t want him anymore anyway,” Noelle said indifferently.

I didn’t even bother telling her that it simply hurt, because that would break me and I was really trying to stay strong. I only wished that everyone around me would stop going on and on about Ivy and Mark. He would not touch me, but then he was doing it with another woman, and I was certain that he and Ivy had their fun last night while I ended up throwing up.

“Do you want me to drop you off?” Noelle asked.

“Nope, I will just take a cab,” I answered.

Almost an hour later, I arrived home and it felt as though I was going into a lion’s den or an enemy’s camp. Home just stopped feeling like home with the presence of Clara and Ivy. Thinking about it now, I have never really had anywhere that felt like home to me, as much as I wanted that.

The first person I met was Ivy, and I rolled my eyes with irritation.

“Dad wants to speak with the both of us,” Ivy announced drily.

It was always like that with the both of us; no pleasantries or even politeness.

I followed Ivy into the other living room and dad was seated with my stepmother, Clara.

“Something has come up,” Mr. Silver told his two daughters. “I was rejected for a contract I have been pursuing for long now,” he continued.

“And you have ruined everything!” Clara fired at me out of the blue.

“How does that have anything to do with me?” I asked, stunned and confused.

“Your escapades at Dancing Devil last night has hit the blogs and it has gone viral,” Mr. Silver informed me.

“You just keep disappointing this family!” Clara yelled at me.

The disappointed and sad look from my father broke my heart, and from the corner of my eyes, I saw Ivy smirking at me.