Ethan:I got back to my empty house at about 10 pm.I hated how quiet it was without Kimberly.She was stubborn as fuck but I couldn't lie that I enjoyed hearing her voice and hearing her moans and feeling her soft, plump body against mine.I went into the kitchen and opened one of the cabinets, took out a Martel bottle of whiskey, and poured myself a glass.I took two quick swigs before slamming the glass on the table and just taking the bottle to the living room.After taking in an ungodly amount of Martel whiskey, I moved back to the kitchen to make myself a snack. I was hungry. The day had been hectic.First, Kimberly moved out and then I find out she was talking to her fucking private investigator behind my back who happened to also be working for Greyson.Kimberly had no idea what she was getting herself into and it scared me.She was all I had in this world and well, it hurt me that she didn't feel the same way.Greyson was feeding her head with lies and I knew he must have been
Kimberly:I woke up the next day upset and moody. Why had Ethan even bothered to call?Did he think he could talk me into coming back?He must be insane to even think about it.He'd done such terrible things and he expected me to just be cool with it.Did he think I was a fool?Was I so easy to manipulate? Did he think that low of me?I let out a sigh and marched lazily to the bathroom and began to brush my teeth.After brushing my teeth, I proceeded to wash my hair, blow dry it, comb it, and put it into a bun.I stepped into the shower and let the true hot water soothe me…Done with showering fifteen minutes later, I dried myself up and was about to start dressing up when a knock sounded on my door."It's Rebecca, open up!" I opened the door to find Rebecca already dressed. She was wearing blue bell button jeans that showed her curves and I was loving it.She had a Black crop top on and she was styled up. She was also holding a basket."Ready?" She asked."Clearly not," I said and tu
Kimberly:As soon as I got to my room, I fell to the ground and slept off, Rebecca following shortly after all.I woke up to several missed calls from Vanessa on my phone.Worry clutched me and I decided to call her back.A loud knock was suddenly placed on the door.Lazily, I dragged myself out of bed and went straight to open the door.As I opened the door, I found Uncle Greyson standing at the door, a sweet smile on his face."Hey, were you asleep?" He asked."Yes," I yawned and Rebecca walked up from behind me."Hey Dad," she said, walking past me to hug him."I'm so tired," She said, dragging her words."I'm sure you are. Both of you missed breakfast today. Stephen told me y'all went to go get some things very early.""Yes, Daddy. I told you we were going to get things for Kim's room. We want her to feel welcome, don't we?""Yeah, that will do. Well, I came to inform you that dinner is ready. I don't expect the both of you to miss it," Uncle Greyson said."Nah, we are both fa
Kimberly:"Is everything okay?" Rebecca came down the stairs as Stephen, the security guard and I dragged Vanessa into the house.I glanced up at Rebecca, grunting heavily at Vanessa's weight on my shoulders, She was wearing a Hello Kitty nighty and her hair was up in a bun. She looked disoriented like she'd just been woken up from sleep."Help me take my friend upstairs please," I begged her."Of course," she said, running down the stairs towards me to grab onto her shoulders.Vanessa groaned and stirred in her sleep but she immediately went back to sleep."What happened to her?" Rebecca whispered, trying not to wake her up."Seems like she had a little too much to drink."We both paused as we neared the bottom of the stairs and glanced at each other, wondering how on earth we were going to carry Vanessa up the stairs."I'll carry her up," Stephen said and carried her bridal style from our hands and took her upstairs."Thanks Stephen…" Rebecca and I said simultaneously, letting out a
Vanessa:I woke up in a strange bedroom, my head banging like I had been hit multiple times with a brick in my sleep.Dragging myself off the incredibly soft bed, I almost lost my footing and crashed to the ground.Groaning out in pain and feeling like I was about to puke out my future, I forced myself up and quickly ran to the bathroom to puke all the drinks from my last night.Come to think of it, what happened last night? I pondered as I trudged to the vanity to wash my face and mouth.The last thing I remembered was going out to a club with some random guy I met.I filled my mouth with water, rinsed, and spat out the water.Slowly, I walked out of the bathroom after cleaning my face and out of the room. Once in the hallway, I scanned my environment and it seemed that I wasn't in a hotel room like I had initially thought. I wasn't in Kimberly's house either even though I now remembered Kimberly coming to get me last night but nothing after."Shit," I groaned, clutching my head i
Ethan:The sweet smell of freshly brewed coffee filled my nostrils as I stepped into my office.My assistant who was following closely behind me, placed the mug on the table as I took my seat."Thanks," I smiled at her and she gave me a polite smile in return and returned to her station outside my office.It had been three days since Kimberly left the house. I've had close surveillance following her but I hadn't gotten much news about her whereabouts since then except for last night where she was spotted in a club with a friend of hers. She'd been dressed in her PJs for some reason.I had tried calling her but she had simply ignored me. Her silence was starting to annoy me and break my heart.My intercom rang just then and I picked it up."Yes?""Sir, your Ten I clock is here,"My assistant informed me through the phone."Send him in," I permitted before dropping the phone in it's cradle.Less than a minute later, My private investigator, Richard, who I put in charge of investigating
Ethan:."Crystal?" I mouthed as soon as I got to where the lady stood. What on earth was she doing here? I wondered as I approached her."Well, I'll be damned. Ethan," the blonde-haired woman wearing a short black dress smiled as she opened up her hands to hug me."In the flesh. What are you doing here?" I asked, enveloping her in my arms."To party, obviously," she remarked with a roll of her eyes as she let go of me to take me in."But you are supposed to be in France," I said, trying to talk above the music."That was ten years ago, Ethan. I've been back since then."I nodded, watching her. Somehow she looked younger than the last time I saw her."Are you here with someone?" I asked, looking around her to see if she was with a man or something."A couple of my friends, we are celebrating the finalization of my divorce," she said with a smile and peace sign."Divorcing your French husband already?" I asked in a teasing tone."It was long overdue." She said with an exaggerated tired
Kimberly:After Vanessa and I talked about what was going on with her, I advised her to go talk to her parents about her situation with Leo but she was adamant that she still needed time to process things.I asked her where she was currently staying and she'd told me that it was a hotel downtown.We were currently rearranging my room and it was turning out better than I thought."Okay, I'm just going to say it. This is slain," Rebecca said as she stepped away from the wall that she had just painted.I looked over at her side of the wall and was beyond impressed, "our, I didn't know you could draw!" I remarked, stepping away from my wall to go look at the painting of a garden on my wall."I dabbled in it in fifth grade.* She shrugged like it wasn't the most beautiful painting I've seen in a while."That looks way better than a fifth-grader-level painting," Vanessa said. She had a little paint on her face. I tried to remove it but ended up making it worse.She slapped my hands off went