Cut Off For Good
Everyone said Alice Foster was heads over heels in love with me. Even when my father and I were kicked out of the house, she still insisted on keeping her marriage vows. She even rehearsed them ninety-nine times because she envisioned a perfect wedding for us.
Little did they know, all the best-men at the wedding were picked among a list of the ninety-nine lovers she kept around her.
“Oliver, you're already my husband. It’s not too much to ask to let them attend the wedding, is it?”
I numbly accepted the box of cash she handed me before rushing to the hospital.
The wedding was supposed to be for me. That was, until I saw her walking onto the stage with the child my mother birthed out of wedlock. I could not hold back my tears anymore and questioned her.
“Why did you pick him of all people?”
Alice smiled faintly, "I'm pregnant with his child.
“Take the high road for once, would you? Don't be like your father who has to go around begging for medical bills from his son at his old age.”
I clutched the money and ran out of the hall while enduring the jeering gaze of the crowd.
I got to the hospital just in time to see my father jumping to his death.
After his blood splattered on my face, he turned to me with his eyes wide open and gasped with his last breath, “Oliver, quit begging her.”