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
Chapter 41I sighed for the fifth time since I had returned home, the cola can in my hand. I grabbed my phone and typed the number for the second time. Frustrated sighed and plopped back on the sofa. It was in the middle of the twilight. He would probably be asleep ‘ I had argued many times. I had eventually given up and returned to bed. For the past one hour, I turned and tossed. The one cigarette I had consumed wasn’t enough. I could not sleep. I had dumped my old routine for the past month, but that had not worked. I sighed as I got off the bed and headed out. After fifteen minutes I had arrive at the shop. “ I can not sleep, may I have sleeping pills or something that can help me with my headaches“ I confided in the man who has been selling me cigarettes and alcohol. He smiled“ I have new stock, let me give you” I nodded as he handed me a small package.“ you sniff it. Don’t worry it’s not cocaine. One of my boys made it and surprising people want that shit on the marke
Good morning Ivy,” mom entered the room. She stopped in her tracks. She sniffed the room and looked at me.“ did you open the window?” I shook my head. “ that is why it smells funky in here_” she dashed towards the window and opened it.“ Ivy, darling_” she sighed and walked towards the bed.“ I have seen some changes in you that are alarming. “ she looked at the bed than at me.“ Can I sit?” she asked. I nodded my head.“ What is wrong with you these days, your eyes are always bloodshot and your mood is just changing. I might not be your biological mother but I was there for you, I raised you kike my dear, with my own hands! I know when you are not yourself” she said. I studied her profile. “ Nothing is the wrong mother, I am fine” she flinched and Scooted far from me.“ Even your voice! “ she whispered.“ you sound like a man” I rolled my eyes.“ I have to go,” she said as she dashed lit of the room. I felt normal. Nothing had changed apart from the sorrow I had.
Mark's Provo My phone rang. I let it ring for some time before answering it. It had been ringing for hours I can wait for 60 seconds more. “ Hello, it's Lisa! Ivy Stroked_,” An hour later I was navigating through the body road to get to the hospital. I cursed. If only I had taken more care when it came to her. “ Move your piece of shit!” I shouted at the street vendor. “ People don’t know how to be cautious,” I commented. The tires of the car screeched on the gravel road as I sped past the hospital. I rushed out of the car after a few minutes and headed towards the reception. “ IVY, where is she? She was brought here a few hours ago_" I looked at the receptionist. I glanced at my hands, they were shaking, sweats dotted on my palms. I felt air depart from my lungs. “ Where is she!” I shouted at her. She looked at me then that hehe computer. “ Her full name please?” she asked, her honey voice laced with ignorance. “ To hell with courtesy, “ I said and marched to every ward. I