?His encounter with a Widow?
•(love,lies and suspense)•
?Episode Seven?
~ Flora~
I came out of the bathroom; dripping w£t with a white towel wrapped to my che-st.
I strode to the closet and pull it open- I sighed and place my hand at akimbo with my eyes searching for what to wear.
I really can’t wear the mini dresses- one would think I’m trying to se-duce someone most especially inked guy.
I rolled my eyes when his image popped in my head.
So grumpy.
But seriously Flora, aren’t you thinking of leaving this place again? I heard my subconscious mind says and I frown.
Just shut it, will you?
Where do you want me to go? huh! I yelled inwardly.
I scan the whole closet with my hand roaming everywhere.
Gosh!
His girlfriend doesn’t keep decent dresses, does she?
I came across a white flowery gown and I smile broadly.
I brou-ght it out and check it out;it has glitters all over the ne-ck area.
It’s so beautiful.
***
I brush down my blondie hair and smile lightly-watching myself in the mirror.
I slide my feet into the purple sli-ppers in the room and with one last look, I stood on my feet and step out.
***
“Why is this house always silent?” I mumbled as I approach the kitchen.
I stepped into the neatly kitchen and frown.
Why’s no one here?
Hold on.. the housekeeper had said she only comes here after two days.
“Oh my!”
“Then who will prepare my food?” I asked no one in particular with wide-ned eyes.
“Flora you are done for, you don’t know how to cook” I ran a hand throu-ghmy hair and look around the whole kitchen.
I open the cabinets and find some cooking ingredients-i brou-ght them out and place them on the counter.
“Where do I start from?” I sighed loudly.
Jeez
I’m really hungry.
“You really can’t cook?” I heard a voice behind me.
I flinch and hold onto the counter.
It’s Zayn- standing gloriously in the doorway.
He folded his arms and leaned back.
I lower my gaze and nodded slowly.
When did he get here?
“Then you will stay hungry till the housekeeper comes again” he said flatly and I look up at his face.
He nodded and turned to leave.
I stood dumbstruck with my li-ps apart as I watch his back till I couldn’t see him again.
I crouched to the floor and hu-gged my legs to myself.
Am I really going to stay hungry till tomorrow? I thought as tears welled up in my eyes.
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-Zayn-
“Reid, how many times do I have to warn you to drop this issue” I bellowed and I could hear him sighed at the other end on the phone.
“Sorry buddy, I’m only concerned.” He says and I scoffed.
“You know the kinda person William is, he won’t let it slide once he finds out you killed one of his men” he said frantically and I rake my hand throu-ghmy hair.
“What’s up with you man?” I yelled.
“I don’t give a fuc-k about that sh*t so you should do the same” I breath out and hung up immediately.
“Reid should stop trying to get on my nerves”I mumbled as i plonked myself on a couch in my room.
I pull out a stick of cigarette and lighted it.
Lady in black face popped up in my eyes and I shook my head.
You shouldn’t do this Zayn.. my subconscious mind advised and I rolled my eyes at him.
Stay out of this buddy.. I warned and stand on my feet.
She shouldn’t die of hunger in my house. I thought as I exhale the smoke.
***
fuc-k
How do I knock now?
I’ve been standing opposite her room for quite some minutes now- Iris room actually.
How I miss Iris so much?
I miss barging into her room without a knock and she would scold and send me out of her room.
The door creaked open and before I could turn back, she had come out of the room.
The fuc-k!
Where’s she going?
“Do you nee-d anything?” She asked calmly and I look down at her.
Her eyes looks swollen like she has been crying.
Huh
She’s not wearing her black dress but a white dress instead.
Hold on.. I can remember it’s one of Iris favorite dress.
Why would she wear it?
“Why would you wear this without a proper request?” I fumed and she cringe.
“Uhm..I..”
“Don’t ever wear any of those dresses again” I warned sternly and turned my back.
fuc-k!
I ran a hand throu-ghmy hair and climb down the stairs.
*
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✓Violet✓
I grab my clutch from the pas-senger seat and stepped out of my car.
I just hope he’s home.
I counted my steps towards the building with my sunshade on.
I stepped into the living room and it still looks the same as it was few months ago.
“Zayn” I called and my voice ehcoes loudly in the whole room.
Oh God..
Don’t tell me he’s not home.
“Zayn” I called again but no response.
I should go check his room.. I thought as I ascend the stairs carefully.
I was walking down the hallway when I sighted a figure approaching me.
I stopped walking to study the figure.
A lady?
She’s dressed in a casual white flowery gown and with her blondie hair brushed down.
She halted her steps immediately she noticed my presence too.
Good.
I place my hands at akimbo as we both stare at each other.
“Who are you?” I asked her bluntly.
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?His encounter with a Widow?
•(love,lies and suspense)•
✨Episode Eight✨
? Flora?
I turned on the faucet and rinsed my face repeatedly.
I lifted my face and stare back at my own reflection in the mirror.
Jeez!
No doubt, one could still tell i’d cried my eyes out.
I turned off the faucet and grabbed a white towel to wipe my swollen face.
I returned the towel to its rail- I adjusted my dress and stepped out of the bathroom.
I really hate this inked guy for making me cry this much; no one has ever make me cry like this not even when I was for-ced into early marriage.
He told me to stop wearing my black dress and now I shouldn’t wear the dresses in the closet?
What does he want then;to go around nak-ed?
I rolled my eyes and bent the doorknob.
“He’s really going to hear it from me” I mumbled and stepped out of the room and I could feel my my subconscious mind sneered.
Fool.
I shut the door behind me and walk throu-ghthe hallway- hoping I would meet him in the living room.
Can you really face him? My subconscious mind asked.
Just watch me.
If he doesn’t want me in his house then he should say it to my face.
I huffed and halted my steps immediately I notice a figure approaching me.
Not just a figure-
It’s a lady
A nice looking one at that.
Claded in a yellow crop top with a jean shorts and a black purse in her hand.
I rake my eyes down her body and it landed on her black suede heels.
Her brown hair is parked in a rou-ghsimple bun.
She looks clas-sic I must say.
She place her hands akimbo with her eyes scanning me from head to toe.
“Who are you?” She asked bluntly and I resit the urge to roll my eyes right now.
The last time I checked, she doesn’t live in this house and that makes her a guest here…
Oh my!
She owns the room?
.
So she’s the girlfriend.
Uhm.. it’s obvious though.
Someone like inked guy can’t possibly keep a modest girlfriend.
“Hey chicken” She snapped her fingers to my face and I scoffed.
Chicken;really?
“Who are you?” I returned the question and she gasped with a crumbled face.
Okay.
“Are you out of your mind?” She thun-dered and take a step forward.
And i rolled my eyes.
They are really of the same thing.
“What are you doing here?” She yelled and I shook my head.
How do I even answer her?
I ran into your boyfriend few days ago in a dark night.
He saved me and brou-ght me here.
Jeez Flora!
She would definitely kill her boyfriend if you tell her that.. my subconscious mind whispered to my ear and I nodded.
I know right?
I let out a rueful breathe and turned to her scowled face.
She should stop that-she looks ugly.
“Uhm..” I began
She folded her arms on her che-st and watch me.
Gosh!
“I am..”
“What are you doing here?” I heard his voice behind me and I breathe out heavily.
Thank God!
“Oh my goodness.. Zayn” she squealed and run to him behind me.
I turned to them and saw her wrapped her arms around his ne-ck- murmuring whatever into his ear.
But inked guy just keep his hands in his pocket-funny.
Normal boyfriend would do the same right?.
I met his gaze and blinked my eyes before taking it away.
Gosh!
Can I really face him? I thought with my gaze on the floor.
I told you. My subconscious mind replied.
°~Zayn~°
She met my gaze on her and quickly look away.
Violet disengaged from the hu-g and place her right hand on my cheek-beaming with smiles.
But my eyes are still on lady in black.
Her face is swollen as fuc-k.
Is she really that hungry? I thought.
“Zayn” I heard and i coughed lightly to cover up my lost state.
“Are you okay?” Violet asked meekly and I stand properly.
“What are you doing here Violet?” I asked sternly and she move back to look into my eyes again.
Cool.
“What on earth is wrong with you Zayn?” She half yelled.
“First you are avoiding my calls and now, you are giving me this cold side of yours” she bickered.
I just watch her with my hands tucked in my pocket.
“Are you doing this because of her?” She queried and I huffed.
“Since when has she been staying with you Zayn?”
“You are cutting me off because of a high school girl?” She said repugnantly-pointing a finger to lady in black and I caught her grinning to herself.
What’s up with her?
She saw my face and quickly compose herself.
“Zayn!” Violet called and I returned my eyes to her.
“I’m done with you Violet” I told her as a matter of fact and her eyes protruded.
I nodded.
“I got tired of screwing you”
“I should try some other pu**ies” I stated flatly.
I walked past her and walk up to lady in black and stand in front of her.
She stare at me with her li-ps apart- probably shocked by my outburst.
Who cares though?
“You will regret this Zayn” Violet brushed her arm past me and scuttle off.
So pesky.
I didn’t spare her a glance- I just watch as lady in black watch her go.
“That was rude” she muttered but I heard it.
“Excuse me” I co-cked an eyebrow at her.
She swallowed and look everywhere.
“I heard that” I told her and she scratch her nape.
I heard her stomach rumble- I look down at it and she quickly place her hands on it.
I scoffed and averted my eyes from her.
“Come with me, if you’re really hungry” I told her and she raise her head to look at me with brighten face.
I shook my head and walk ahead of her.
Foodie!
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Tbc