Envy

Someone's pov 

A playful smirk drew on my lips as I saw one of my disciple men stepping in from the door of my territory.

"What's up? Are you doing well keeping Ciara's life out of Tyron's hand? Your face says it all, what happened? "I asked him when he was finally able to get closer to where I was. I looked at his face for a moment when the excitement was so visible in his eyes.

She's doing fine, right? Ciara's fine.

"They are fine. I guess? It seems like they're killing each other. "He replied with a smirk on his face, unconsciously, I immediately hit him which surprised him.

"What did you say?!" I exclaimed. Ears couldn't believe what I heard from him, a shock was traced all over my face because that was not the news I expected him to bring to me.

"Ah! What's that for?! What's your problem and you're suddenly hitting me?!" He complained as his eyebrow furrowed. My lips loosen up due to shock but I just glared at him.

"Stupid! Did you even listen to what I have said to you? Didn't I tell you to watch Ciara closely?! I didn't tell you to just watch how that asshole slowly killed her, stupido! Don't you ever let Ciara suffer at the hands of that fucking man, Kupido, because I'm telling you! I will bury you alive once I find out and it reaches me that Ciara is dying at the hands of that fucking man." I said irritably, the tone of my voice is obviously giving him a warning, which made his lips set in a hard line. 

Fucking hell, Ciara's life could not be ruined just because of that asshole.

"Come on, just think about it again. Let's say I can always watch her from afar just to keep an eye on her condition. The question is, can I even do something if Tyron keeps on hurting her? You know that I can't just meddle with them when they're in the middle of their fight. Tyron can't figure out that I'm spying inside their house just to know if Ciara's safe, which is quite obvious that she's not." He explained while still caressing his nape where I just hit him earlier.

Out of anger, I didn't realize that I was burying the knife I was holding hardly from the table where I was sitting. The pair of my eyes were

glaring somewhere, while there's a scene on my mind that is playing where I unstoppable and continuously stabbing his chest, while an evil grin was plastered against my lips. So happy and feeling relief that I can finally kill him in the way I wanted to. 

"You have done nothing right in your life, Tyron, you're such a big hindrance in her life. I'm assuring you that your time will come too, and once that happened, I will not lose the chance to treat you the way you never wanted to be treated."

Those heard-headed people like you deserve to be buried on your own grave, Tyron. You're such an asshole. You deserve nothing but a death that you will surely expect.

"Hey, baby. Chill." I was immediately turned my glare to the person standing in front of me when I heard him whisper those words with a playful grin on his face that made me cringe a lot.

"Stop fooling around, Cupid. I'm not your friend who you can just talk to like that. I'm your boss here and this is all about the job, nothing more, so back off." I mumble while keeping my damn face straight, showing him no interest at all, in whatever he was saying and more especially in his whole personality. It's annoying me.

I heard him chuckle, "haha, chill. I didn't know you'll take it seriously, I'm just kidding, bud. Stop assuming around, I'm not that interested in you tho, don't worry." He said and winked at me and without a thought I just find myself kicking him made him almost stumbled to the ground when he just lost his balance.

I was even able to point at him the knife I was holding because of annoyance. But I just heard him chuckle again as if I did something funny that made him want to laugh more.

"Is there something funny?" He just shrugged.

"Get out."

"What now? You're the one who had the guts to kick me and now you want me to leave?" He asked, chuckling.

"I'm not playing around." I pointed to the door using the tip of the knife, "leave." 

"Why—"

"Just leave!"

"It's not my work time—"

"I'm fucking pissed right now, so please! Just fucking leave if you don't want me to throw this damn knife straight to your face, Kupido!" I yelled feeling my face turning red.

"Pissed from what?" I could feel the teasing in the tone of his voice that made my blood boil.

"Okay, fine. I'll leave now, calm down. You looked like a killjoy tomato, right now." I frowned.

"A kill joy what?"

"Yeah, your face was just so red as a tomato." He teased.

"Do you want me to literally kill your joy, huh?" I sarcastically asked as I waved the knife I was holding in front of him. He was slightly taken aback and gulped when he seemed to immediately get what I meant by the thought of me killing his joy.

Tss, what a coward.

"Now leave," once again I pointed to the door, making him leave. 

"I'll just see you when I see you then," he mumbled and scoffed before he turned his back on me, finally leaving my territory.

Now what, are you now suspecting and wondering who am I? Let me guess, you're thinking that I'm an alliance, right? Come on, don’t think too much about the answer if you don’t want to regret it in the end too.

I know you hate Tyron a lot and I feel the same way, but don't take your eyes off her because we don't know what might happen next.

Ciara's pov

2 days later.

Upon awakening my eyes no longer surprisingly darkness immediately dawned on me. As expected I'm still here, locked inside the abandoned room. The thought of getting stuck in here again made my heart clench.

I immediately covered my nose using both of my hands when the unpleasant and pungent odor smelled all over the room. I even squeezed myself into the end of the corner when a rat suddenly passed in front of me. 

How long does he even plan to lock me up here? I'll be probably be passing out here because of the trench, and those unexpected cockroaches and rats were roaming around.

Didn't he even think that this place was too filthy and there was not enough space for me to move freely which makes it even harder for me to breathe properly? It's hard to endure and just hold back in this kind of situation, especially since my body is not in a good state right now because of the countless amount of wounds and bruises I have.

I don't know how long I've been locked here because it's only now that I've regained my consciousness, and even I don't have that much energy, I still tried to get up with all my force because I could already feel the growl of my stomach.

"Help! Is anybody in there could hear me? I'm here! Help me out, please!" I shouted with the rest of my energy left out, hoping someone would hear and help me. 

I want to get out of here, I can't stay here for so long. My body is weakening and this might be bad for my health. I need to at least breathe some air if I want to still be alive. I immediately peeked through the small hole in the door when I heard a footstep coming from where I was.

"Is someone in there? P-please.. please! If you can hear me, help me here, please!" I yelled, begging, as I continuously slammed the door.

"Damn it, shut your mouth, you're so fucking loud! Can't you tone down your voice?! I have a visitor right now, so stop making a scene!" My eyes got wide when I heard Tyron's voice, though he sounds so grumpy right now, my heart seemed to jump in joy because finally, I have a chance to get out of here.

"Tyron? Get me out of here, please? I... I can't stay longer in here.. I'm having a hard time breathing.." I begged.

"I know, stop talking."

"Here." When he finally opened the door, his frowned face was the first thing I saw. 

"Don't go through the living room, go straight to the backdoor." He commanded, but he was not looking at me, it is as if he was hiding something from me. That's why I could take to ask him why. 

"Just listen to me, Don't make me repeat," he utter with a serious tone that made my mouth shut, and just followed what he said. Without looking and answering him, I just quickly ran to the back of the house where the yard was, the backdoor was in there where I could go straight to my room. But even before I could enter, I was stopped for a month when I noticed someone from outside who seemed to be watching and looking at something from our house.

My brows suddenly knitted when I recognize the man. I knew him! He was my driver, I can't remember when, but he's the one who was wearing both cap and mask.

What is he doing here? Is he looking for someone? Who? Could it be me? But what does he need?

After a second, He also went back inside his car and left as if nothing had happened.

He's really weird.

I also turned around to walk inside the house again. I even moved slowly to avoid Tyron's visitor. I don't know who he was talking about and he seemed to be hiding from me who it was because he didn't answer my question earlier.

Could it be her? I don't know anymore, after he locked me inside that abandoned room, I don't know what to do and feel anymore if he has the guts to bring his woman in here. In our house.

I had no intention of finding out who it was, but I immediately stopped and had a spine-chilling when I heard a girl's laugh. A girl?! It was as if my feet got nailed to the ground when both of their laughter rang in my ears. I felt like going crazy and crying when I felt my heart shattered.

Slowly, I stepped my foot forward to see who it was, my knees were trembling and my heart is beating so fast. I'm so scared of what I might see, but still, I continued walking to see who it is. And when I finally see it, my shoulder seemed to drop when I confirmed who it was.

It's her, right? It's his so-called wife. I just bent my head down and restrained myself from being emotional when I witnessed how happy Tyron was with her.

No wonder why he chooses her over and over again. Just.. look at her. She's ethereal, she's everything... compared to me who's nothing but a martyr who keeps fighting for her life to survive just to be with him.

They looked good...

"Anything. It's fine to me as long as it's you who will be waiting for me." The woman said while a genuine smile was drawn on her lips that made her face even brighter. Even her smile was so perfect and beautiful that you won't want to take your eyes from her just to see it.

What are they planning to do?

"Are you sure? You know that I always want everything to be the best for you." Tyron said, softly. So soft that it makes me want to hang myself right now.

He's so sweet. Why am I watching them? It's breaking my heart but there's a part of me that wants to hear everything and I want to see Tyron's side that I have never seen in my entire life.

"Let's plan it in August, hmm?" It was as if my chest heaved when I saw how sweet the smile Tyron gave to her.

Tyron.. why?

"Ah! Hon, I can't wait." The woman sweetly said as she clung her arms around Tyron, and it pains me a lot when Tyron comfortable hugged her back. I smiled bitterly as I watched how fond and soft they were to each other. 

That should be me. I'm his wife and he's my husband, but why does it looks like I'm the mistress and contradict their life here?

I immediately shook my head, clearing my thoughts. Why do I even call him my husband and claim him as mine if he never chooses me once in his lifetime? I was about to go upstairs to went back to my room when I heard the girl speak again.

"I was thinking about this lately, hon."

"Hmm?"

"When our wedding is over, where do you plan to take me for our honeymoon?" She asked, naturally. Very natural, that they seemed like they had been together for a long time and she didn't have to hesitate to say whatever she wanted.

Where's the lie tho? She was the first, I just took him from her, and here I am, suffering while watching them slowly getting back in each other's arms again.

So, they're getting married soon? How about me? Is this really my karma? Why did no one tell me that this will going to be hurt this much? I know my consequences, but I didn't expect this will be quite hard and hurt a lot. It's like karma hit a triple strike at me. I got physically hurt, and there was even a disease that could never be cured, and now this?

Wow, so much pain. So much reason to just give up and never fight for this freaking life, yeah?

My tears flow down when I heard him laugh. A laugh that I've never seen and heard before, and a laugh that the reason wasn't me.

She's so lucky, I'm envious. If Tyron shows her only pure love and pleasure, mine was the exact opposite. I smile between my tears. Maybe I wasn't the one for him. Well, who says that it was me? Maybe I was the one who forced us to be together, but I was never the right person for him.