FORSAKEN SON-IN-LAW

CHAPTER TWO

I was left heartbroken. I didn’t know what to do or what to say. She was right about the whole thing. Yes, I was a hard-working person, but I only received the position at the company because of her father. Because I married his daughter. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been where I was.

So, all this time, she never loved me or she just stopped loving me and started sleeping with my friend. All because he was rich like her and she thought I couldn’t support her.

I sat on the bench at the park, people walking and children playing. I had nowhere to go. The only home I was leaving in belonged to her family. And at the moment, I just didn’t want to deal with anyone. I couldn’t even go to Joseph because the bastard will tell me he was right about not trusting Pit. And I will have to relive everything, explain them to him.

After a while, rain began pulling on me. And that was the only reason I decided to visit my in-laws. Maybe they can help. They showed me kindness than anyone else has.

I walked to their house since it wasn’t that far and because I was too powerless to shadow walk there. After a few minutes, I finally reached. The place looked like a palace, to be precise. There was a black tall gate that will take about three people of my size to reach the top.

I pushed it open and said hey to the gateman, then walked inside. And lucky for me, they were at home. All of them.

I just swallowed loudly and walked in.

“Justine,” they all said as they stood up.

“What happened to you?” a woman in her late forties spoke. She was a lithe, lank woman, strong and supple with eyes like capers and a fine hooked nose. She looked to appear to young than her age in most cases like tonight.

She wore a red night dress that swept the ground as she walked to me. “Why did you have to walk in the rain, my son?” she asked in her motherly tone.

“Justine, what happened?” her husband asked after seeing that I had no desire to respond to his wife’s question.

He was in his late fifties, with black but a little gray hair. His face looked wrinkled now. But he was a man of full energy and enthusiasm. He was light in complexion with a narrow face with a straight long nose.

He was also in his night clothing.

I didn’t even know what to say to them. I mean, I can’t just start telling them that their daughter was cheating on me with the son of the man they were in partnership with. That sounded horrible and hard in my head as sit was.

I sighed as they both took me and helped me to a couch. They were good people. Very good to be her parents, actually.

“Well,” Mr. Mulenga gestured as he handed me a glass of wine.

I swallowed in loudly and began telling them from the time Joseph told me about what he thought was going on. All the way to the time I found their daughter busy in bed with pit. And then I went and told them about her thinking I got my position because of them and basically everything else.

But I made sure to stay sane all the time. To make sure I kept my emotions in check and not freak the hell out. Because me feeling heart broken was doing something to me and my powers equally. Like changing me or something.

There was silence for a while, me sipping on the wine as I waited for them to say something to me. Any of them.

Mr. Mulenga sipped on his wine and then spoke, “well, we don’t even know what to say, my son.”

“Wait, is that all you can say after everything I told you?” I asked.

Mrs. Mulenga cleared her throat, and I turned to her, “we do love you very much and we think you are a nice person. But there is nothing we can do about this. She wants him and not you. She thinks she will be better off with him than with you. We don’t like this as well. But she is a grown woman and can decide for herself what is best for her,” I stood up.

There was no way I would come here and be listening to this crap. I thought they were sensible enough than this.

“But you can keep working for us. His father is in partnership with us and ever since that, the company is doing very well—”

I raised a hand, “that is all you care about? The company? You don’t care that you daughter is cheating on me? What kind of parents are you?”

“The kind that looks at the interests of their kids, Justine. We are those parents,” he spoke and walked to stand in line with his wife.

I unrolled my sleeves as my veins began glowing. I don’t know if this was rage. The hurt was feeling and anger I had for the all family now. I don’t know if that was it. But something was surely happening to me.

I sighed as I looked from the wife to the husband, “you know what, screw all of you. But just know one day it will be you begging for my forgiveness,” I said and walked out of the house. I wonder why I thought the apple would be bitter while the tree will be beautiful. I blame myself.

Just as I stepped outside the gate, my phone rang. I looked at it and it was a strange number. I answered, even though I didn’t want to at that moment.

“Yes,” I spoke.

There was silence and then a man spoke in a rather calm voice, “your parents are dead, Justine.”

I don’t know what happened at that moment. My heart thumped at a pace I couldn’t even imagine. And I didn’t care if the world saw me do magic or what. I just shadow walked and the next thing I remember was me appearing in my parent’s house.

Mateo stood next to them as they lay lifelessly there. Their hearts ripped out.

He looked at me with tears in his eyes. I walked slowly to them, wishing this wasn’t happening to me at all. Then Mateo just hugged me in a bone breaking fatherly hug.

Could there be a silver lining to this?