My bag was already packed with the pick up point sent by the time I made the call. I was so nervous my foot couldn’t stop shaking. I couldn’t even be bothered with why he had called before. The ring had my hand on my waist, turning to start pacing. “ Hello.” I said as soon as the call connected. “ What is wrong?” I did not know what I had expected from him but not him being calm and nice. Something in my chest tightened and I found myself standing still. “ Nothing.” I finally said. Had he heard what happened? “ You walked to the apartment, you didn’t pick calls then turned off your phone.” He said with me swallowing. I wanted to give an answer but I fell short. Slowly I walked back to the counter, leaning on it. “ I have been invited to a sleepover, I was just letting you know I won’t be around.” I told him, biting my lip suddenly with my heart thumbing in my chest. If only I could tell him. If only I could tell him all that went in my head. But as the past weekend had prove
I woke up to a pop message about a survey. The girls were still asleep and I didn’t want to walk around their house alone in the fear of them thinking I was snooping.Bored, I clicked the link and it was about rings.Which ring would you prefer?One had a thin band and the other had a large band. I picked the thin band.The next was a large diamond or a small diamond.Go big or go home baby.Then it was the diamond type.I couldn’t help pick the pink diamond because why not. Then it was the diamond cut.
Storm led us to a restaurant I just knew only the elite dined in. It was hidden right in plain sight and security was tight.My cheeks were already burning.I had never been taken out on a ‘ date’.Was this a date? Probably not.The restaurant was fairly empty. There was just one other couple than us and the woman was all pearls, surely my mother-in-law would love her.The waiter led us to a table far from the other couple. It was on the second floor so as much as those outside couldn’t see us, we could see them.The menu was explained to us, first, the wine selection.Storm took the liberty to
I ran my hands over the piece around my neck while staring at myself in the mirror. The door opening jolted me out of my daze.“I am leaving.”“Can I have a ride?” I asked, already grabbing my bag, rushing after Storm.“Why? Your driver is waiting.”My quick mouth failed me, my mind trying and coming empty with a reason.With all the missed calls I dodged from Damon, I really didn't want to see him.My mouth opened and closed.Would Storm think me too clingy if I persisted in my request?
“ I will be leaving soon Ma’am, is there anything I can get you?”I was fighting a smile as I stared up.“ No Kimberly. Thank you.”“ Coffee?”She was making it hard to keep my straight face.“No Kimberly, thank you though. You know I will be working from home tomorrow, right?” I questioned.Her smile was so genuine and bright. She hadn't really qualified for the position and yes, I had hired her because of that smile. She gave out a certain warmth that I needed for my team.“Yes Ma’am, I will call and send emails for anything that may come up.”
I stared at myself in the mirror and I hated what I saw. I wanted to claw my skin over and over. I was weak. I was stupid. The brush moved across my burning skin, the concealer hiding the fresh burning red marks. My eyes burned from how hard I had cried. A loud bang on the door sent me jumping and yelping. My body shivered so hard and I hated it. I hated the fear Damon had spilled on me. I hated the disgust he had poured on me. “Get out, we have landed!” Gone was his polite tone, he had shown his true side and it was ugly. I turned back to the mirror. The wipe was used to dab the tears away. As hard as I tried, my eyes were blood red and nothing could solve that. More concealer was need. I dabbed more on my neck before putting away the brushes in my makeup case. I slipped it back in my bag. “ Come on!” Another bang sent me jumping. With shaky hands I took out a pair of glasses, slipping them on before I took my bag and went to the door. I wouldn’t let him treat me like th
The clutter of cutlery on plates was all that echoed. Tension suffocated me to the neck. I sat next to Bueala, my father sitting at the head. To say the past twenty-four hours had been awful was an understatement. The only relief was Damon being nowhere to be seen. Storm called three more times during the day and I ignored all of them. No one talked. Emily sat to dad’s right, eating away. The food turned bland in my mouth. I was far from hungry and I wanted to get back to my home where I could curl myself in my bed and wallow away. After long minutes of excruciating silence, everyone was done eating. Were their dinners that painful to bear through or was it because of my presence?“Brandy. Join me in my office.” My father finally spoke since he arrived, acknowledging me. I had begun thinking he was pretending I wasn't there. “Yes sir.” I replied, taking a sip of water and pushing off my seat. None said anything else. I followed after my father. During our lunch Anna had conti
All through the weekend I was just floating over everything.Maybe even I was to blame.Yes, I did not try to include myself in all the planned activities.In the pool I just sat on the chairs fully dressed because there was no way I was wearing a swimsuit in front of my sister’s and Damon always being a few feet from me.I hated that the girls thought it was cute, making jokes about my guard when I was actually in hell. He didn't say anything, never got closer but just stared at me intensely. I could feel the smirk on his face and it killed me.He made me feel naked and disgusted. I couldn’t help chills constantly jolting my body. It was like he was mocking me. His words kept coming back to mind, the insu