I waited in the Kitchen, food displayed on the kitchen table, looking delicious as ever. I had put extra effort this morning, with how much Keith seemed to enjoy dinner last night, I thought why not add a feast of a breakfast.
I just hope to God he accepts and actually relieve me of my efforts.
Hearing his footsteps coming down from the stairs, I quickly get into position and stand behind his chair, hoping he doesn't just pass by.
I'm surprised when he actually steps in the kitchen like someone, who planned to do so, he stops mid step and takes in the delicious looking food on the table. From pancakes, russians, eggs, bacon, you name it.
I just wanted to give him options and once there was left over, I'd give to the staff of the house. They deserve to be treated right and feel appreciated every now and then.
I nervously watch him step further into the kitchen and hold my breath when he looks up at me. As usual he's got a blank expression but his eyes, his eyes say something different because right now , they're filled with curiosity.
"Goodmorning, I thought I should make you something before you - please sit down." I say, pulling the chair open for him.
Once he starts making his way over to me and actually sit down, a small breath releases from me and a comfortable smile takes over my face.
I stand in the furthest corner, feeling relieved that my hard work has been received, especially since Sarah , the cook has been given the morning off, to attend to some personal matters.
With how he enjoyed last nights dinner and hopefully today's breakfast, this gives me a giddy feeling about all the other treats I could make for him, he'd surely come home more often and we'd even get into conversation like two married people, talking about their day.
The feel of eyes breaks me out of my thoughts and when looking up, I meet blue eyes.
Before I can say anything, he beats me to it." Join me."
My eyes widen a bit but I quickly nod and sit at his right. I start dishing up for myself , feeling a bit nervous at the feel of his eyes. Not being able to resist anymore, I look up at him. "Um, is something wrong - maybe with the food?......I could make you something else." I say, starting to get up but I'm stopped by his hand on my wrist.
Immediately I feel little tingles on where he's touching me, almost pulling back in surprise.
"No the food is delicious." I nod with a smile, sitting back down again.
Looking at him again, a small frown playing at my features, I ask. "Um then why were you looking at me?"
At my question, he's own frown takes over. "That's too small." He says, gesturing towards the food on my plate.
"Oh, no - I'm not," I don't get to finish my sentence when his phone starts ringing.
"Excuse me." He says, getting up and leaving me alone to attend to his call.
A sigh escapes me as I slump in my seat and decide to just get eating, might as well appreciate what I've made.
After a few minutes, he comes back again and expecting him to take his brief case and get going, today, because he's just full of surprises, he adds him sitting back down and getting back to eating , to his list of surprises.
Not being able to hold off my tongue, I ask. " Shouldn't you be getting going, I mean - don't you have an early meeting?"
"No, I'm taking the morning off." I nod, suppressing a squeal of joy at hearing this.
" AKiandra." I perk up at hearing my name.
"This is really good, now eat." He quirks his brows, pointing at all the food on the table.
Feeling quite relaxed and proud of myself and of course the giddiness in me, I dish up more and get into eating. Enjoying my first real breakfast with Keith, my husband.
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" Thank you once again Mrs Salvatore." Joe, my driver and bodyguard says, pushing back his chair and rising to his feet.
I nod with a warm smile to him and rest of the staff as they finish up their food. Keith and I have quite a small staff, unlike all those wealthy people out there with a lot of staff, when just three people live in the house.
For us, it's just Joe, my driver and bodyguard. Alex, Keith's driver and bodyguard. Sarah - the cook, Maria- the housekeeper, Nia- the maid, Zen and Zayne, the security of the house.
We don't have a garden man because every two weeks of the month, garden service comes by. So it was quite easier to just get cooking for everyone.
Once everyone has cleared out, I start helping Sarah out, who's now back. "No no, please Kea, let me."
Sarah and I have gotten quite close in the two years I've been here.
"That's okay, I don't mind helping you out, you know." I say, placing the set of dishes in the dishwasher.
"So you said he actually joined you for breakfast ?" She asks, turning around to face me, leaning against the fridge.
"Yep and he really enjoyed himself."
"Wow, that's good right? - It means that he's coming around."
" Well I don't want to get my hopes up, " I say looking down.
"No no, this is something. Look at it as him starting to come around and things actually changing." Her enthusiasm jolts my hope up, and a smile breaks out onto my face.
"You're right....I've got to be positive."
The more I think about it, it surely convinces me that indeed, there's a chance and something good might happen after all.
Waiting patiently by the shelf, for my order, I think about all the books I've collected over the years and maybe, giving away most of the ones I had stocked in my small basement, back at home. I'd give it up for donation to all people who need it.
'Hello and welcome to the Starlight news, where all the latest gossip and celebrity updates are first heard here..
My name is Scarlet and I'll be your host for today, filling in for Jade.' The host of the show announces.
I've heard about this Starlight news, that the latest know how's are first heard there and if you're in the front news, it attracts the rest of the media.
I'm not one for news, so when the show comes on, I don't really pay attention to it and await my order, well that is until I see a picture of my husband , in one of his nice suits.
Just then, something which had my throat and chest tightening comes into view. Him and an unknown lady friend seen, coming out of a hotel and the other , they are conversing and smiling at each other during what seems to be a private lunch.
Though not much of her features give us the full image, I can tell from her side profile that she must look really beautiful, with her blonde hair and smooth, guessing, looking skin.
Having seen quite enough and my chest paining from witnessing what I'd long tried avoid, hoped it wouldn't be and starting to believe that it would not happen.
Rushing out of there, tears threatening to come out but holding them in, I leave my order, get on my bike and ride away, knowing now that the two years spent might just be a me more from now on.
I know I shouldn't have done it but at the moment, it was the only thing in mind, with those news, having to hear it from a live TV show then my own husband.Right now as I speak, I'm pacing up and down nervously in a motel. Hoping that he doesn't show up or be in his ignore mood enough that he doesn't notice me, not that he really does.I just needed to be away from there and get a bit of fresh air, even if it's for the night. I was quite careful about this, though telling Joe I would check in a hotel, I watched him leave and right after, I called a cab and booked a room in a motel, under my mother's name, not wanting to expose Keith being married, as well as myself.Finally sitting down on the soft bed, I sigh out loud and look around the room for the first time since being here, because I was too in my head to see much. Now that I'm here, I really appreciate what I see, the room is clean( thank God), cream white
"Pack your things we're leaving." He says, barging in and pushing me aside in the process." I don't understand." I say."There's nothing to understand, you are coming back to the house." He says, giving my room a once over before turning to face me.I turn my back to him, closing the door and almost leaning my head against it, in preparation of this conversation."No." I murmur against the door." What?" He asks.Turning back around to face him, both hands behind my back against the door."No, I said no." This is really my first time speaking up and saying no to him."Why not?" He asks." I thought you'd tell me once you wanted to move on." I say, instead of answering the question.Silence is all there is right after I say this. I gasp when in long stride, he's right in front of me. Both hands on either s
" Oh my God!" I gasp under my palm, which covers my mouth.I can't believe that I let this happen, let myself be in this situation. The last I remember is me laying on the floor and now I wake up, to the feel of a strong arm around me and the sight of Keith laying close to me.Not wanting Keith to find me on the bed with him, I place his arm on the bed before carefully leaving the softness of the bed, taking my toiletries and change of clothes to the bathroom.Well more like tiptoeing to the bathroom. I almost slam the door shut before leaning against it and releasing a big sigh of relief.The feeling of water on my body is amazing, has me relaxing and almost forgetting about the whole sleeping arrangement.The night might not have turned out the way I initially thought it'd be, but I won't lie and say butterflies didn't erupt in my tummy when Keith held me close.Comfor
It's night time, that much I can tell.I haven't really been out of my room, due to me crawling onto bed and falling asleep as tears freely fell down my face.None bothered me which gives me relief, especially with Keith not seeing me like this, proving that I expected way too much from this marriage then we'd pretty much discussed. Well, I hope he didn't come in.I'm still in the same clothes I was in from morning and now , more then ever with this exhaustion, I'm in need of a long shower. Not wasting time , I get up from the bed, switch on the bed side lamp and head to the bathroom.Divorce.The word alone crashes in mind , reminding me of why I was in this state hours ago. I'm in love with him yet till now, he hasn't ever noticed nor gave thought to us working out. Shaking my head , I undress and step into the shower and once the water hits me, everything seems to fade away and I'm just
Divorce.That word hasn't left me ever since Keith gave me the papers. After last nights events, I'm quite exhausted today and the numbness hasn't vanished.After our little chat, I cried while letting the milk and Oreo's comfort me, today though, I might be feeling all sorts of emotional but I refuse to let it consume me, and take me from the reality that stares me in the face.Making way down the stairs, I'm all set in mind about a couple of things. I walk on to the kitchen, expecting to find Sarah so we could have a chat, but all plans are put aside when I hear my name being called.Keith.Whipping around, I see Keith right behind me, coming down the stairs. " I have something to discuss with you." No good morning, nothing." okay" the sound of the doorbell interrupts him from saying anything, whilst awaiting for whoever, I give him a once over and I can s
50 or so houses stare back at me. So many to choose from, beautiful, spacious, private and at a great distance to not run into Keith and his love interest.Ever since I was young, I have always longed to have my own house, this as a sign of independence. The experience of having your own place with a great view , the thought of owning something.I guess the whole deal with Keith came up right when I'd started saving. I was determined that after 6months, I'd have enough money to purchase one and from there, I'd create an opening for future plans.It might be 2 years, but not 2years late where I can't still focus on my future, well different plans at that, because I'd planned one for Keith and I , if ever we worked out ,but I guess things didn't go as planned.Feeling hopeless on which one to look into, I capture the top ten I think are best before making my way out of my room, with my laptop, to ask for ass
Before married life, simple was all me, not that it's changed now that I'm married.For me, the simplest moments hold importance, just like the times I used to come to the small cafe downtown, which wasn't far from my highschool. I used to hang out at the cafe after school, sometimes do my homework there or just be there to unwind.I loved the homey vibe I always received whenever I was here, now being back here brings back so many memories and most good then bad. Thus bringing a smile upon my face, like right now when I enter the cafe.Looking around I see that not much has changed which I love and appreciate." Kea?" I hear from behind me.Turning around, my jaw drops to the floor at seeing my old friend, who I'd lost contact of, 2 years ago looking so handsome." James!" I almost scream in excitement but hold back , remembering that we aren't alone.
Tears threaten to fall as I stand alone in the living room, with an envelope in hand.This is it, I'm moving out.I didn't believe I could do it but here I am, about to leave this place like I never lived here. This was bound to happen, I know but it still is hard. There's still that twinge in my heart telling me that I'm giving up but then I need to do this, not because of James's words yesterday but for my own peace of mind.A big decision yet again.Keith isn't even here to see me off, not that I expect him to. He's out of the country, he has a business conference to attend to in London and won't be back till three days. I've tried to get ahold of him today but his phone is off and that's why I've written this letter, I hope he receives it and know that I didn't mean to leave this way, I would have waited but for this one time, I couldn't.Placing the letter on the glass