💍 THE SOLDIER’S
LITTLE
WIFE 💍
( His little Woman… )
THEME: Nevertheless…You’re my Little Wife.
BY: Faith Ifeoluwa.
🚫DO NOT COPY OR REPOSp CHAPTER
☆ Nevertheless…☆
~NINE YEARS AGO~
“Betty. Betty wake up! Betty” Mrs Anderson taps the sleeping little girl waking her up gently.
“Mommy?” The little girl rubs her sleepy eyes sitting up the bed.
“Betty listen to me. We need to leave this house right now. It’s urgent let’s go” Mrs Anderson said hurriedly.
“Mommy is something wrong? Where are we going?” She looks out the window.
“It’s still dark outside” She added.
“Mommy will explain everything later for now just follow me. Come on” She took her hand getting her away from the bed.
“Where are we going? Are we going with Daddy?” The little girl keeps on asking questions as Mrs Anderson took her out of the room. Not getting any replies, she stopped asking the questions.
“Mommy wait!” She suddenly stops.
“What is it dear. We’ve got no time”
“Little Bet. I left her behind. I’ll be back wait here for me” Betty said and before Mrs Anderson could say ‘jack!’ Betty already ran off back to her room.
“Bet…ugh!” Mrs Anderson sighs. Taking a step to follow her, she halted when she saw the devil himself staring back at her with a dangerous look on.
“Oh! No.” She quickly swivels on her heels running towards the stairs leading to the living room and he ran after her.
She ran down the stairs but she wasn’t as fast as her husband, Mr Anderson already caught up with her.
He pulled her hair dragging her back roughly while Mrs Anderson grunted in pain.
“What are you doing uh? Are you tryna leave me too! Why? you think I’m crazy too uh!!” He growled at her face.
“Let me go! You’re hurting me!”
“If everyone is leaving me you have no right to. You’re my wife so you stick with me no matter what okay!!” He let her go and she fell to the floor.
“Go get Betty. We’ll be leaving to China in the next few minutes. The ship is already waiting” He orders but Mrs Anderson only weep on the floor she is.
“Please…please stop all this and turn yourself in”
“Turn myself in? You want me to go back there after escaping narrowly..are you crazy!!”
“You’re the crazy one here!!! Please leave me alone. Leave me and my daughter alone let us go now. I…I can’t do this anymore. I can’t continue to put up with you any longer!! Just let us leave” She fired back.
“Crazy b*tch!!” Mr Anderson gave her a resounding slap with the back of his palm. Her lips bursted immediately and blood oozes out.
“You’ll pay for this! You monster you will!!” She spat on his face and he gave her another slap.
“Arrgh!!” She winced.
“Wrench! You have no right to talk to me like that! I’m your f**king husband!!” He dragged her hair roughly.
“Mommy?” They suddenly heard a tiny voice up the stairs.
“Betty! Betty run! Run away Betty!!” Mrs Anderson shouted pushing Mr Anderson away from her. She stood up gesturing for Betty to leave.
“Daddy…are you hurting mommy again? Mommy is Dad hitting you again?” She asked rather cluelessly.
“Betty just listen to me and run away…run!!! You have to runn!!”
“Daddy you’re bad!!”
“Honey listen I’ll be fine. I’ll be fine so leave first. Leave first baby…he’ll hurt you if you don’t!! Please run for me. Run away for your mother!!!”
“Mommy!! Mommy!!!” Betty calls from the stairs.
“NONE OF YOU IS GOING ANYWHERE WITHOUT ME!! YOU’LL ONLY BE WITH ME ALONE!!” Mr Anderson yelled.
“I’m only your wife not your slave! You don’t f**king own me!!” Mrs Anderson yelled back in tears and the next thing, Mr Anderson brought out a gun and shot her right on the forehead.
“Ah!” Her mouth went open and she fell back to the floor dead instantly.
The Teddy in Betty’s hand fell as she watch her Dad shot her mother.
“MOM!!” She cried out. Taking a step to rush down the stairs, she missed her step and the next thing, she rolled down the stairs with blood streaming on the floor.
“BETTY!!” Mr Anderson shrieks. The gun instantly drops from his hand and he ran to his daughter. However a voice stopped him before he could touch her.
“Hands up!” He looks back at the familiar voice and his eyes widened on seeing his best friend Mr Cooper pointing a gun at him.”
~PRESENT~
Hailey opens her eyes only to meet herself on the bed. Seems she had actually passed out earlier after having a severe headache from recovering her childhood painful memories.
She looks around and saw no one. Then she removed the IV drip attached to the back of her palm and got down from the bed going out.
Hailey stood on the edge of the hospital building. Her face was pale and her expression blue while her lips was chapped. In a nutshell, She was looking half dead. She stares down the tall building with a blank expression on. The heavy breeze fanning her hair. After staring for minutes, she closed her eyes and a tear escape from it. Taking one last breath in, she spread her arms wide and jumped down the building. However, to her surprise, instead of going down and smashing her head on the ground like she had expected, she found herself hanging in the air. Looking up to see what hindered her goal, she was surprised to see Chloe holding onto her hand real tight and hard. Her face twisted together and groans leaving her mouth as she pulled her back up with all her strength.
Chloe successfully pulled her back to the rooftop and both fell on the floor as she did. Chloe panting hard to catch her breath.
Hailey however stood up instantly and made to jump again but Chloe held her back.
“Leave me alone. I need to die! I need to die!” She chanted struggling with her stubbornly however Chloe only gave her a resonating slap in return.
“Snap out of it!! Yes! You deserve death! A gruesome one at that, but at the same time you don’t. You actually deserves something far more worse. You deserve to be tormented for the rest of your life. You…you can’t die! Don’t even dream of it. Instead, live. Live the rest of your f**king days in guilt and torment! That’s what you truly deserve!” Chloe lashes out at her then walked away angrily while Hailey reached down to the floor slowly with hot tears streaming down her face. She held her chest and wept bitterly on the floor with no one to console her. She wept and wept until she passed out yet again.
~SIX YEARS LATER ~
A lady could be seen baking a cake with her full concentration on it. She had earpiece inserted in her ears probably listening to music as she works. That has been her nature as long as everyone is concerned. People talk about her every where she goes so that make her adopt the habit of plugging in earpiece always. She has no facial expression on as she works. Her face just look dull and blank. That’s actually the person she has become over the years. After the incident and all, she was eventually diagnosed with mental disorder and for over four years she was in the mental Institute receiving treatment. She got out two years ago and ever since she did, she totally changed. She doesn’t talk much unlike before, doesn’t smile or even interact. She was mostly always alone. It was like she separated herself from the world. She also stopped schooling and rather did homeschooling to finish her high school. College, she didn’t attend. Fortunately, something caught her interest which was baking and she went into it. For the past two years she’s has been doing that to keep herself busy and that has been going perfectly well.
As for Chloe, she travelled out of the country days after the rooftop incident. Hailey didn’t bother to ask about Milo whether he’s alive or dead and no one also gave her news about him since they could see she doesn’t wanna talk about it.
The music she was listening to stopped and her phone starts to ring. She left what she was doing and check it out. It was actually a reminder for her about her Psychotherapy. Stopping the reminder, she took off her glove and took off the apron on her also. She preserves the cake she was baking and went to clean herself up.
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“I don’t think you still need to come, to me it seems you’re perfectly okay” The therapist said to Hailey who had the same blank expression on.
“Ard you abandoning me now?” She asked rather. The therapist chuckled.
“That is something I would never do. Tell me. Does he still cross your mind sometimes?” The therapist asked.
“No. Not anymore” She lowered her head playing with her fingers. The therapist examines her for a while then smiles.
“How is your social life going recently?” She asked
“You know…just the same. Nobody wants me and I don’t want them either” She replied drly.
“I told you you need to clear that mindset of yours. Listen Hailey, the way you see yourself that’s how people see you. If you don’t accept yourself, they won’t either. If you don’t find a reason to want yourself then they can’t find a reason to want you also” The therapist advised..
“But I can’t force myself on them. Moreso, I like things better this way. I’m just a bad luck to people I shouldn’t go near them and also…I’m not someone who deserves to be happy” She said downcast. The therapist stood up and walk to her side sitting on the table. She took Hailey’s hand in hers and look right into her eyes.
“You deserve to. Trust me no matter what bad you might have done, as long as you realized and accepted it, then you’re free. Don’t torture yourself any longer and just let it all go now. Then that happiness will find you. Trust me, you’ve done enough. Now it’s time for you to be happy…it is time” The therapist smiles rubbing her hands slowly and softly.
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Hailey entered her small apartment looking weary. She dropped her bag somewhere and walk through the messy clothes and stuff on the ground to her room. On getting to the room, her phone began ringing and she brought it out from her pocket.
It was ‘Pesky Web’ calling.
She picked it up grudgingly.
“The cake is done. It’s gonna be delivered” She said before Webby could talk.
“What about you? Who’s gonna deliver you?” Webby asked from the other end.
“No one is delivering me. I have things to do”
“Don’t even give me that shit! It’s my wedding girl! Don’t tell me you ain’t gonna attend.”
“Yes I’m not going to so don’t even dream about it.”
“No..I’m gonna dream about it and it’s gonna come true. Hal you’re coming to the wedding and that’s it” Webby affirms but she rolled her eyes.
“If you don’t come then you can consider me dead! I’ll take the cake as your offering to the dead me!” She added and ends the phone not giving her a chance to talk back. Hailey signs and threw the phone on the bed.
“Drama queen…” She lay her back on the bed and stares at the ceiling.
“Live in torment!! Live in torment for the rest of your life! You don’t deserve to be happy!!” Chloe’s face appeared in theceiling shouting to her. The image of her stabbing Milo also appeared and she quickly took pillow covering her ears with it.
“I’m sorry…I’m sorry…I’m sorry” She began weeping.
~NEXT DAY ~
After the wedding which Hailey had reluctantly and grudgingly attended, Webbey had actually forced her to come along to the wedding reception also.
Over the years when everything happened, Webby had never once made her feel alone. She has always stick by her side. Alongside her newly wedded husband Franco. Even when they went to college which they surprisedly pass out in the end, they have never left her side for a moment. Rhett however disappeared out of the blue. Over six years, he had just come visiting once and that was two years ago when Hailey got out of the mental Institute. No one knows where he went or what exactly he does.
Hailey Sat at a corner with a bottle of Singani in her hand. She watch as various activities goes on. Dancing, games, drinking, chatting and so on. For a while, she envied them. Assuming…just assuming she hadn’t lived her life the wrong way, would she also be among the fun now?
Assuming she hadn’t done that, wouldn’t she be living a happy normal life now?
She sighs bringing the bottle to her mouth but she hadn’t taken a sip of it when she started hearing some murmurs behind her.
🗣 Hey. You see that lady over there?
🗣 You know her?
🗣 Of course I do. We went to the same high school. But then she dropped out..
🗣 Really? Why?
🗣 Apparently, She’s sick. She’s mentally deranged.
🗣Tf! Is that true?
🗣 She was even admitted. What is a crazy person doing here? Did she got the wrong address.
🗣 Tell me about it. Ouuui I’m scared of her. What if she suddenly lose control and go out of it?
🗣 We should keep our lane from her. She’s a dangerous being
🗣I agree…what a sick psycho.
Her grip on the bottle tightens and she looks back at those talking. Their eyes meeting, the ladies shriek and quickly walk away from there. Now with her mood totally ruined and dampened, she stood up dropping the bottle.
“Fine! You don’t want me! Then I’ll just get the f**k away!” She mutters with teary eyes and walked away from her seat. But she hasn’t taken much steps when she had to stopped in her tracks as a man suddenly came into the reception with so much charisma. She couldn’t make out this guy’s face as he was a little bit far and her teary eyes wouldn’t give her a clear vision but strangely, something about him calls her.
She remained stagnant as he walked towards her step by step and gradually his face started coming to light. Her face widened and her jaw dropped on the facial she saw actually and she couldn’t believe it. She bashes her lids to be sure she’s seeing right and not just imagining.
Milo walked towards her looking temptingly hot and charming. He was wearing the Emporio Armani’s suit which fits him perfectly. His hair gelled back neatly giving him the perfect look.
A smile sprayed on his lips as he approaches her whose feet stayed rooted to the floor.
Getting to her, he stopped at her front and smiles more.
“You look beautiful tonight, mind a dance with me?” He reaches out his hand to her but she just stood watching him stupefied.
He raised a brow.
“Is it you don’t dance or you don’t want to? It’s embarrassing to keep a gentleman waiting” He said again.
“Please….please…let me go now…I’m tired. Let me go already” She said in a breaking voice rather breaking into tears.
“I’ve had enough don’t you think? Can you just let me go now…please” She added now shedding tears seriously.
Everyone already stopped in whatever they were doing watching them. Webby and Franco watch the scene with their mouth ajar both not possibly believing their eyes.
Milo however steps closer and pulled her into a hug.
“I asked for a dance…not tears. Stop crying, it breaks my heart” He said loftly.
“Which heart! You’re not even real!!” She pushed him away hitting his chest but he held her hand.
“And what makes you think I’m not real?” He asked with his deep enchanting voice.
“Cause you can’t be…cause you really can’t be…” She mutters in a tired tone but to her and everyone’s surprise, he held her by the waist, and slammed his lips on hers. Gasps erupts and her eyes went big. She stood still, while he did the kissing, nibbling and bitting and when he was done, he unlocked.
“Do…you still think I’m not real?” He asked the shocked Hailey who couldn’t mutter a word.
He took her hand and held it softly.
“I’m sorry it took me long…now I’m back to set things right”
Hailey shook her head with tears falling freely.
“No…no…it can never be. It can’t be anymore…I already ruined it. I ruined everything…nothing can be right anymore…” She said but he smiles.
“My Little wife has become a crybaby” He clean her tears with his thumb.
“I hurt you…I deceived you. I betrayed you and did something so cruel to you…I’m nothing but a thorn to you”
“You’re my woman…You’re my world, no matter what mistakes you might’ve made, I’ll never forsake you. I’ll never leave you cause nevertheless…you’re my little wife. I’ve always…and will always love you. I love you with everything I’ve got…Hallelujah” He says and tears pours out more from her eyes. Gently, he held her neck and place his lips on her forehead. It’s lingers there for a while while she closed her eyes.
Moments later, he pulled away and stare right into her eyes.
“Don’t ever forget, You’re my little wife”
“I am your little wife” She replied and he pulls her into a warm hug. She wraps her arms around him back hugging him just as tight.
“Thank you for coming back…Husband” She mutters and the crowd booms out cheering them on.
“DJ TUNE ON THE MUSIC LET THE REAL PARTTY BEGINNNNN!!!!”
~THE END OF A NEW START