Mark's Provo"You got your sister pregnant yet you proposed to me" Harleen passed up and down. Her hands were neatly folded on her bosom."Harleen, babe sweetie I can.." she raised her cooking stick."do not call me babe or sweetie, those words do not belong to me. They belong to you know who. How cruel can you be Mark " she returned her hand to the former position."sorry" I mumbled. "yeah right, sorry my ass" she scoffed. " Harleen I.. I... " a small cry interrupted our conversation. these were faint. "can you hear that" I questioned Harleen who only hit clicked her tongue? She made her way to the closet.I trailed behind her like a dog. "you bastard " she swiftly faced me, as her hand got into contact with my face. Her hands went flying, clawing my face, my chest. Jeez, those nails do have a job after all. "take it" she snatched the ring from her finger and threw it at me."babe " she glared at me, her green eyes blazing with fire, anger that I had never seen. Her iris turned
Mark's Provo Her words rang in my head. I let the. Sink in."why" they left my lips before I had mustered the courage for the answer. "her womb is torn. There are a lot of holes and that is the only way to save her life.""what the hell are you waiting for." Lisa and Clara said the union." I do not care what you do, I just want her alive. " Clara roared from behind me. A month had passed and Ivy had not regained consciousness. The doctors said she should have regained it a few weeks back yet nothing. She seems like she didn't want to regain. She didn't want to come back into this world. To me, to her baby. To us."Mark" I swayed to the voice. "Lizzy" she clasped her hands together. Her head bowed down. "ate you going to see Ivy" I nodded my head."can come with you" she breathed in every word she uttered.I shrugged my shoulders as h signalled her to come with me. A small smile graced her half chopped lips. This is the first time seeing her smiling. " what are you still doing in
IVY'S Provo " baby" mom and aunt Lisa called union. I let my lips curl into a small smile.They looked tired, dark circles graced their eyes."You ok baby ? " it was a statement, not a question. She was reassuring herself that I was ok. That I wasn't hurt. That this was all but a dream I do agree that my decision was rational and caused me a lot. It cost me my womb."Yeah" I nodded my head as I sat up. It's been weeks since I had not used my butt. "So.." I could not face them. I used to have a simple conversation with my mom yet today, at this very point I had nothing to say."I am sorry " I felt a warm liquid gush down my cheeks."For baby" aunt Lisa smiled as she grabbed my hand. "For everything. For causing drama, pain and.."Tears choked me, my throat seemed constricted "Ooh baby, you should be sorry for yourself. " aunt Lisa smiled. Was she serious? Wow-what a comfort, I do not deserve it. I deserve worse. Yet I yarn for one. I killed an innocent soul yet I can't give birth e
Come on Ivy “ Trisha pulled into the jewellery shop. Her oversized tummy forced people to make way for her. “ Trisha slows down, you are pregnant, what if something happens to your baby.” She scoffed. “ he is strong, nothing will happen.” She let her eyes wander over the gold jewellery. “ This one, I like this one.” She screamed in pure joy. “ I want to see his face when I propose “ she giggled. She signalled f the shopkeeper to attend to us. “ How much is that ring?” she pointed with her fat fingers. “ £ 100 000” “ Pack that for me.” I glanced at my best friend, she was taking a huge step so was I. I am getting married in a couple of hours from now. “ What?” she shrugged her shoulders. “ You sure you want to propose to him on my wedding day?” “ Are you scared I am going to steal the spotlight from you?” She giggled. Sort of “ Relax, we will do it after the wedding ceremony. “ “ Ok" “ Shall we go Ivy Kingwood
Lights swirled, music pounded, and for a moment I stopped and stared. Amazed by the frenetic atmosphere. My eyes adjusted to the dim light, the club was quite large, with a central dance floor surrounded by a seating area and an ultra modern-looking bar made out of chrome and glass. Fascinated by the vibrant energy of the people on the dance floor, I watched with admiration and a touch of envy as a woman lifted her arms high and swayed her hips in a blatant invitation to her partner. Wondering what it would be like to be that uninhibited, I watched a few others, seeking clues as to how they managed to dance in heels. “ fancy joining them? Care to dance?” came a slurred male voice from beside me, and I turned to find myself uncomfortably close to a tall, handsome man. “ oh, no. I ain’t on my own" realising that his eyes were fastened to the dim in my cleavage, I struggled against the impulse to cover myself. “ I am with someone “ I narrowed my eyes past him, looking for anyone I k
I stared at the figures that passed by, looked jovial, couples hand in hand laughing, kissing and I felt a pang of pain. They didn’t know the result of it. I had felt it first-hand. I had the urge to separate them to_Mark had banned me from seeing my little girl. He had hired nanny after nanny for my little girl. She barely knows her mother. Fighting for her would be useless. People with money always get their way.“ Ivy” My feet were soldered to the ground as I cracked my neck to see Clara. She had been absent from my life since I gave birth. She had not uttered a word since.“ Mother” she didn’t smile, she didn’t move, she just stared at me. Her hazel eyes gawked at my form. I forced my torso to straighten up as I forced a smile.“ you have come, come sit with me mother” her silence was a midnight dagger in my already fragile heart.“ I see Mark has given you a house” it was one of the things he had sent me away with
I set on the balcony, a glass of whisky in hand. A pack of cigarettes lay next to the bottle of whisky. I drank the contents in one gulp, grabbed the cigar and lit it. I inserted it into my mouth and pulled the smoke into my mouth. I removed the cigar as the smoke choked me. I coughed hysterically and I poured another glass and gulped it in one go.“ Ivy that is enough” I swivelled my drowsy stare at her. I sighed and inserted the cigar back. I pulled the smoke into my mouth, this time I had acquired the skill. I didn’t choke, I let out the smoke slowly. “ Where is Terry’s mother ?” I drank a gulp of the whisky and felt the burning of my throat, the constriction of my throat as it made its way down there. “ And Lizzy?” I asked her.“ Same," she said as she strolled towards me, her hands curled into small fists. Her hazel eyes bulged with a fury that l didn’t understand. At that moment I realized she was in her element“ Young lady I said to stop drinki
The bright morning sunlight poured into my room, waking me up from a deep slumber. Slowly I opened my eyes. I looked at the ceiling and sighed. I was home. The last thing I remember was I was in the bar drinking. From there everything went blank. I set up and yelped in pain. My head was killing me, my insides turning. I bolted from the bed and ran into the bathroom. I emptied all that was in my stomach. With wobbly feet, I stood up and headed for the shower. I let the warm water run, relaxing my muscles. After that shower, I felt relieved but the headache didn’t away neither the notion to sleep. My stomach rumbled with hungry. “ that’s my cue to head to the kitchen”, I mumbled to no one in particular. “ so you now go out in the middle of the night to drink and whore? “ I glanced at the chair she had inserted herself on. A small blanket covered her legs. “ Morning to you too mother, what a pleasant morning. Saw you slept on the floor” I looked at th