All Chapters of Rebecca’s broken vows: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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

(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

I led mom to her room, tucking her gently into the bed. “You only need to call me, and ill be here.” I said. “Faster than your dads omelette?” She teased, in her brittle attempt to make lighter of the situation. I kissed her cheeks saying. “Faster than dads omelette.”She closed her weary eyes and soon fell asleep. taking in deep breaths, i pulled myself from her, then shut the door behind me quietly. If there was anybody i knew i needed to speak with right now, it was Drew. He was the only person who saw the inevitable coming, but how?I increased my pace as i hopped down the stairs. Before regaining my property, finding dad has now become my top priority. I thought articulately.But for starters, i had no idea where to search first. I couldn't picture a standard reason why Derrick was doing all this but i knew i couldn't trust him with dads safety either. And especially when ‘compliance’ only meant he had something more to demand from me. My soul i guess.One last scan arou

My mouth opened to ask all the questions like how, why, what , and where but, nothing came out. “Hello, Rebecca,” he smiled saying. Somebody wake me up because what manner of sorcery is this? He had changed into something warm, and he looked a lot less harmful than a fly. “Please, come in.”“I have been expecting you.”“Expecting me?” did he plant a chip in my brain?” How did all this happen?And Ryan, And the accident, Was it all planned out?Questions, Questions and Questions filled my mind while i stood stoned. I swallowed. I felt like every move i made, he moved thirty steps ahead. And now, here he stood as he welcomed me in with twice charm as the first day we met.The first day we were introduced. I remember. With a carefully sorted bouquet in his hands and unsure spirit, he introduced himself. Somehow, by the end of the day, all i could see in his eyes was a very certain and pleased young man. Ready to make his arranged marriage work.Then the cold breeze blast acr

One thing was certain, that was, i didn't have the time to think ‘if’ i could pull off this “mission impossible” stunt. I only knew i had to do something.So i rose, One heartbeat at a time, one fear at a time, one step at a time. And just as i was about to move, a familiar tough palm clutched on to my arm. I spun immediately, on reflex, i nearly seized my own breath. “Dad?” I cried. Placing my palms over my mouth so i don't attract attention to us. I peeped around again, to be certain no one was coming. “Are you okay?” “Are you hurt?” “What did they do to you?” I asked repeatedly as i assessed him. “I thought you had relapsed!”“Im fine.” He extended his charming smile. “Its just a little prank i had to pull, to get those bozos attention away from me.” He grunted, Suddenly, he clutched his chest painfully and his eyes rolled backwards. letting out a muffled wail, he leaned forward and abruptly hung his neck.Looking totally blank.I stood frozen, “Dad?” I forced my self to