The door opened to a room painted all white, and Sandy came in. She had a look on her face that made it known to everyone in the room that something had recently gone down but the look itself was neither happy nor sad.
Her mother was sitting on a chair close to a bed. A doctor stood over the bed, and on the bed was a middle aged man, asleep.
"Hey mother, how is father doing?" She asked, walking closer to them.
"Well, the doctor can tell you," the mother said. Her face had a tired expression.
"Oh," the doctor began, almost nervously. "He's getting better. We are doing our best to stabilise him and his situation. You know the ailment is incurable.”
"Please, do all you can," Sandy said, looking at the doctor with pitiful eyes. "Ehm, doctor. Can I speak to my mom privately please?”
"Oh, sure can do. I was about attending to something else either way." The doctor left in a few minutes.
"So, mother, guess what?" Asked Sandy, a bit enthusiastically once the doctor left the room.
"You know that I am bad at guessing, Sandy," the mom said, still as tired as she had been. "Just spill it out will you. You do not have to torture me with your silly games."
"Oh, if you say so. I have finally divorced Ethan." Sandy said, partially smiling.
The mother spiked up in excitement, talking about how Sandy was finally free, standing up from the chair to go hug her daughter whose hands were folded. Sandy did not receive the hug in the way her mother thought she would.
When the older woman finally noticed it, she stopped and stepped back for a while. "What's wrong?" She asked. “You don't seem as likely and happy as I thought you would have been. Did anything happen?”
"Nothing happened," Sandy said to her, looking to a corner of the room, avoiding her mother's penetrating eyes.
"There has to be something," her mom retorted. "You have hardly been in moods like this, even when you were still married to that poor thing, you were never unsmiling for more than an hour. So what is it? Or don't tell me that you are now suddenly inlove with the bum."
Sandy heaved a sigh of resignation. "Of course not. I can never fall inlove with a man like that you know that."
"Then what happened? "
"I'll tell you," she finally succumbed to her mother's will and wishes. "I finally got rid of him but now I think Ethan was not who we thought he was. Something happened today that made me consider that."
She went ahead to narrate the story of the kidnappers coming into the shop and how Ethan was the only one who could stand up to them and fight and even beat the intruders while the man she was with, cower in fear after being beaten when he claimed he was an expert martial artist. She felt so ashamed narrating the story to her mom.
"I found out today that Ethan was not entirely useless,” she continued. "He is an expert martial art fighter. He saved us and Kelly, the owner of the Jewelry shop, while the man I was with, Matthew, only embarrassed me and himself. And not only that, he is now getting married to Kelly."
"Wait. You mean Kelly? Kelly Redmond?" Her mom was shocked as well.
"Yes. The Kelly Redmond. The richest, hottest, most eligible yada yada yada spinster in the city, mom. She proposed to him."
For a few minutes, the mother could barely believe her ears. But soon she merely sighed and put her arm over her daughter's shoulder.
"Well, I still stand by my words," the mom began. "You do not need to worry yourself over these things. Ignore it. We all have our time to shine. You should be happy right now because at long last, you are now free to be with any man of your choice. Forget Ethan. He is a nobody."
"You fools," an firm but slightly weak muscular voice said from the bed. The two women turned back to see who was talking. They already knew, infact, and they dreaded it.
"Father?" Sandy was surprised. "You're awake. Uhm, how long have you been listening?"
"Long enough to know that the both of you are being really stupid and reckless."
"Why?" The mother asked, annoyed at his words. "Is it because of that good for nothing, Ethan. You would insult us because of him?"
"Oh yes, Vivian," he replied. "I'm saying this, because I know exactly why I brought that man home to get married to Sandy. Because right from the first day I saw him, I knew he was special even though he was poor and looked miserable. But all of that is irrelevant now. You have most certainly lost him, you fools. You have certainly lost him. I am sure of that.”
Ethan could not remember the last time he was in a hotel. It could have probably been two to three years, he could not recall. So being at The Beach Side hotel on a night like that, caused him great discomfort.He took up his phone and called her at once. She picked up the call and he said, "Hello, I'm here at the hotel.""Great. Come to the bar. It's easy to recognize. It's a little beach bar with red and blue light bulbs that spread across its exterior like stars." She was clear in her description, and so, he was able to find the place with ease. It was just as she described it. He got in the bar and spotted her right there sitting down sipping what he could say to be some red wine. She gestured for him to come and he came.She wore an open back loose blue gown that was also see through. He could spot underneath the gown, a red bra holding her breasts."Like what you see?" She asked dryly, making him stumble as he was about to sit down."Oh." He gasped, feeling embarrassed that sh
They had gone on for all night, and collapsing on the bed only due to fatigue. Kelly was insatiable, and to her luck, it seemed that, Ethan was inexhaustible, strong like a bull. She woke up, her eyes tearing to the ceiling, her body entwined into his on the bed. He was asleep, but not for long.Oh how long had it been since she once had a man in her bed drive her like this, or have a man enter her as Ethan had done, and did rather marvelously, that her head spun and she smiled, strangely happy to have experienced the magic of last night, and wanting to experience it again. She was a sex addict and was never lacking of a lover who she stationed to always satisfy her urges. None of the so-called lovers had ever done half of what Ethan did to her that night.She rolled over and then kissed the neck of the sleeping Ethan. And when he did not wake up, she bit it. The pain, mixed with pleasure woke him up immediately and he remembered where he was; on the bed of a nymphomaniac. "You've ha
It was dinner night at the Redmond's household. It was one especially set up for a particular event.In the morning of that day, Noah Redmond, the head of the Redmond household and his wife, Stella Redmond, had seen some strikingly unbelievable photos of something they had never thought would become real till the day they got into the grave. But the pictures looked real, and became even more real when their daughter, Kelly had posted it herself.That night at the dining table while they waited for her to come home with the man she was getting married to, Stella the mother said, “So your elder sister is getting married. And we don't seem to know who the man is. Does any one of you know? I'm very concerned about this."Brie, Kelly's younger sister, sat across from her mother with her own fiancé. A man that went by the name Drew Declan, a successful businessman from a family recognised as one of the leading political dynasties in the country."Of course, I wouldn't know. Who in the hell
Ethan was now seated on the dining table. And just as he had expected. There were a barrage of questions that he needed to answer. The family did not disappoint in their questioning. They kept on with it, he was not even able to catch a moment's breath without a question flying his way."So, Ethan," the father began after sipping from a porcelain cup. "You do have a full name right? Tell us."Kelly remembered then, which was a little bit too late that she did not create a a fake name for him. She tried signalling to him but before he could detect that he had already spilled."Ethan McKenna. My surname is McKenna." "Ethan McKenna huh? I have never heard of such a name. Who is your father?"That was the question. The one that could have a grown man cry because his father is actually nobody. Kelly was dying inside of her at this point."His father died when he was rather young," Kelly rushed in to answer. She had already fucked up for not thinking or asking about the details of his past
The jewelry shone brightly as Ethan beheld it against the light flooding through the window. "This is a pretty one," he said. "It should look just right on Sandy's pretty neck." He sighed as soon as he uttered those words. He was a mere janitor who couldn't afford such luxury for his beautiful wife. A feeling of sadness perched right on his shoulders weighing him down. For some reason, mentioning his wife brought more gloom than joy to him."I wish I could get this for her," he mused, and sighed once more. As though his words had summoned her in, the door opened immediately and revealed his wife, Sandy coming. There was a brief flash of happiness on his face, but his eyes peered closely at her. There was a man behind her and he was holding her hand from behind.She had a devilish grin on her olive colored face, framed by wavy hair at both sides. But she did not look at him. Rather she walked past as though he was as invisible as air."Sandy," he called out. She ignored his words lik
"If you know that you don't want to get hurt or killed, don't move," one of the masked men said menacingly.Sandy could not hold back her fears, she screamed immediately as she saw them and hid behind Matthew. Kelly was speechless. She did not know what to do. It was her shop and she believed that they were nothing but robbers, and judging from their weapons, they were all dangerous. Each one of them held one. Ranging from bats, to knives, and the one who had spoken, held a gun."Please, the shop is open, you can take anything you want but please don't hurt anyone." Kelly begged with her hands over her red hair, even about to kneel down in the process."Now, that is interesting," said one of the intruders, the one with the gun. "We do not want any of your fancy jewelry. What we want is of far more importance. What we want, is you." Ethan twitched from hearing that information. His body almost moved on his own but he stayed still. These people were still dangerous. A wrong move coul
Ethan was perplexed by the situation that he had landed himself. It felt as though she had said something he had totally misheard. He had to ask for more clarity."Are you talking to me?" He asked, unsure of the red haired woman's intentions "Yes, I am talking to you. There could be no one else I would be talking to here, except you," she said. Ethan was speechless. Sandy watched from a corner, still reeling from the slap she had sustained from Kelly. Even she could not believe her ears and eyes, let alone, Ethan.Ethan looked at her, she flipped her face away in a spiteful manner, although she was filled with jealousy at the time. He sure as hell was tired of the way his wife treated him, but leaving her, was a different story all together. One that he was not ready to write or embark on. He had a good relationship with her father ever since he saved the man years ago and in return, the man arranged for him to marry his only child. But as for Sandy and her mother, they couldn't be
"I can't believe we were thrown out like that," Sandy said in rage as she walked out of the jewelry shop with Matthew. "I am never going to come to this shop anymore. I swear by my name."Matthew did not say anything. Although he was angry as Sandy, he was more embarrassed than he was angry, and so kept his rage sealed within, his hands caressing his nose every now and then."And you," Sandy called out, referring to Matthew. "What was that about? You said you were an expert in martial arts and then beaten like a dog right in front of me who you are supposed to protect. Worse is, you even hid behind me. Meanwhile Ethan... that Ethan... You know what? Forget it." She was still overwhelmed with jealousy, and the fact that her now ex husband was now with a woman richer, and far more prettier than her made her heart almost explode in resentment. "I can't believe all of this is happening to me," she whispered to herself, away from the hearing of Matthew. "Why am I getting jealous over so