Unrequited Love

Diane, Malvika and Natasha sat at the edge of their father’s sickbed, tears in their eyes. Their father, Mr. Matthews laid on the bed, his eyes dropping. His arms were skinny and he looked weak, fragile and frail. From time to time, he coughed and his body trembled involuntarily. The eldest of the three sisters,  Diane who was about twenty four years old, was already sobbing. Her eyes were red and her cheeks were puffy. The youngest, Natasha, began to cry at the sight of her father dying and her elder sister crying. Malvika, the middle sister, tried to put on a brave face but she sniffed intermittently and a single tear rolled down her eyes.“Dad?” Diane called out weakly, her voice croaking from tears.He turned his head slowly. Diane held his hand and he smiled weakly at her. “Di?” he croaked.“Dad,” Diane whispered again. “Please, don’t die.”He smiled at her again. “Di

Just as soon as she finished unpacking, there was a knock on the door. Diane stood up to open it. Rachel stood there holding a folder. “Rachel, what’s the matter?” “Mr. Nicholas asked me to give this to you.” Diane collected the file. “He said, his father said there will be a meeting in the company tomorrow morning and the shareholders want to meet you. He wants you to go through all the information in here.” “Okay. Thanks.” She closed the door and sat back on her bed, carefully opening the folder and bring out the files and papers in it. She scanned through it for a while, yawing intermittently. After some time, she returned the papers back to the file and dropped it on her bedside locker. Then, she relaxed into her bed and closed her eyes. Her eyes flew open at the knock on the door. She sat up. “Who is there?” “Malvika.”

 Diane sat on the couch, her legs crossed, her hands wrapped around a glass of wine and her eyes staring into nothingness. Tired of looking at nothing in particular, she reached out and took the magazine lying on the dining. She began to skim through it.It was around eleven in the midnight. Everyone had gone to sleep. Everyone meant Malvika, Natasha, Jenny and the maids. Nicholas and Ashley were not back from their date yet. Diane had slept around eight in the night, after dinner. She woke up two hours later, around ten p.m. She had rolled around on her bed, browsed on her phone, went through her social media pages- Facebook, Instagram, twitter- every single thing and she was still bored. She had left her phone on the bed and came downstairs, dressed in only her robe, to get a glass of wine. Then, she sat on the couch, currently going through a magazine.  The door suddenly opened and Nicholas staggered in. Dian

Diane raised her hand and struck him across his face. The impact of the slap made Nicholas whip his head to the other side. Ashley and Jenny jumped from their seats and hurried towards him. “Don’t you dare ask me where we are coming from?!” Diane yelled. She held his shirt and pulled him roughly. Malvika and Natasha tried to hold her and pull her back but she shoved them aside roughly. “You really want to know?! You really want to know where we are coming from?!” She yelled, tears rolling down her eyes. “Hey!” Ashley said, attempting to shove her. “Get away from him!” “Stay out of this!” Diane barked and Ashley flinched, steeping back in shock and fright. Nicholas held Diane’s wrist. “What is wrong with you?” he yelled. “Well, why you were having fun with Ashley, I was busy watching my fathe

Nicholas came out of the bathroom, a towel tied around his waist. He looked at Ashley’s sleeping figure on the bed, shook his head and smiled fondly. Careful not to make a noise or disturb her, he treaded slowly towards the dressing table and picked up his body cream. He spread out his palm and pressed out the cream.After applying his body cream, he hurriedly wore his jeans trousers and shirts. He picked up his hair cream from the table and pressed out the cream. He stared at it with a puzzled look on his face. It looked oddly strange. Then he, shrugged and rubbed it all over his hair.He pressed more into his hands and rubbed all over his hair. He was so engrossed in rubbing the cream all over his hair that he did not realize the transformation that was taking place on his head, neither did he bother to check the mirror.Once he was done, he tapped Ashley. “Hey babe.”Her eyes fluttered open. She closed them back and yawned. Then, she opened her eyes. She smiled slowly. She opened he