I finally dragged Sophia out of my room and was about to slam the door at her, when she finally progressed to the last stage of her plan- entrapment.
“On your bed is the more reason for you to help me because I know you’re a very stubborn man. But after looking at my little present, I hope it’ll be enough to make you realize that I plan on getting everything I want from you. I just have one hiccup I need to disappear so you and I can be a family again” she stated before walking away, leaving me at the door post completely drained of my life force.
I had no energy to even close the door, I just turned to my bed to see what gift she was referring to. There was an envelope on the bed so I walked towards it. Opening it tiredly, I was shocked at the images I saw in the pictures.
They were pictures of Livy at the scene of Sophia’s accident- plotted evidence of course, but undeniable except with contradicting facts which I don’t have.
This is Sophia’s way of telling me to get in line, or else she’ll send this pictures to the authorities.
I fell to the ground, tired and unable to properly calculate my next move so, I just sat there hopelessly waiting for some kind of strength, help- anything.
That evil manipulative b’tch wants to cost me my love and happiness- my family, and so far she’s succeeding unless I act fast.
Minutes later, I heard footsteps and panting getting closer and closer, and soon Olivia’s gentle scent filled the air around me. She was my strength- she is my strength, and at that moment all I could think of was to save her, protect her and get her out of this mad house and far away from Sophia.
“Pp… ple… please Markian, let me explain” she pleaded earnestly as she crashed to the ground beside me.
“Please… honey, just give me a chance to explain everything to you, huh? Please… Markian” she continued pleading.
I hate this, I hate everything about this.
She shouldn’t be upset, she don’t want her to be stressing either. I wish I could stop those precious tears of hers from falling, but I can’t- not at this very moment.
Damn! The frustration was killing me, I wanted all these to just stop- I needed every to stop.
“(Chuckles)… You want to explain, really?” I asked, running mad with anger.
I don’t need any explanation, I just want to see your face. I want to kissed those soft lips of yours that makes my whole body warm with passion and love, I thought.
“Yy… yes, I want to” she answered in a haste.
I hate this rule I’ve been made to abide by, but till I know Livy is safe, I’ll have to abide by them
“So, you promise to answer all of my questions truthfully- with a simple yes or a no?” I asked cynically and she gave a nod.
Forgive me Livy, I’m terribly sorry about this.
“Ok… were you aware that Sophia was indeed alive?” I asked coldly.
I could sense the pain my first question caused her, and I wanted to pull out my own tongue. But I had to keep going.
Best case scenario, I could make Livy feel like I’m terribly upset with her so much so she’d decide to leave the mansion and go to Judy’s. Once she’s safe at her mother’s house, I can then properly find a way to get rid of Sophia.
“Yes, but only…” she tried to explain but I interrupted.
“It’s a yes or a no answer, Olivia. It’s either one or the other, no buts or because”.
Fu’k! Fu’k fu’k fu’k!
The plan is to make her think I’m hurt and upset, not ready to hear her out thereby completely ostracizing her so she’d feel alone. But this sh’t is too painful to pull off.
“But you have to let me explain, please…”
“Apparently, the time for that is long passes now. So, if you really want to clarify things with me, you’ll have to do it with a simple yes or no.” I ordered ruthlessly.
I hate these so much! What sort of punishment is this?
“No” she simply answered with new tears already forming in her eyes and ready to fall.
“Did you hide the truth that she was in my home for the past 2weeks?”.
“Yes…”
This is insane, complete madness.
“The pictures on the bed, that is you, isn’t it?”
“Markian… please” she pleaded as the tears fell down her already wet cheeks.
This breaks my heart. Seeing her like these breaks my heart into shreds especially since I’m the one causing her this much pain.
“Answer the goddamn question, Livy! The pictures on the bed it’s you in it, isn’t it?”
“Yy… Yes, it is”
“And you knew evidence like these existed, but you hid it from me, right?”
“(Whimpering)… yes”
This is pure torture, I can feel her heart aching with each question.
“So you’ve been fooling me all these while?” I asked hastily.
“No…”
“That’s a lie- don’t fu’king lie to me! That’s all you ever do, you lie and use me every time! You can’t even give an honest yes or no answer.”
“It’s not a lie Markian, I wasn’t fooling you I swear…”
Thank you so much Livy, thanks to you I’ve got the assurance I needed to keep moving on.
“I thought I told you I didn’t want your explanations?” I uttered in other to seem furious.
“Then why are you asking these questions when you’re not even willing to believe my answers?” She asked me sadly.
I don’t know! Maybe because I’m a fool- an idiot who’s trying to find an escape from the web his ex wife is spinning.
“Because I want you to have a glimpse of how it feels like to be lied to and used. I want you to think that your answers mean something to me, but they don’t. I want you to understand that nothing you’ll ever say to me from this moment on would make me ever trust you again. That’s all. So, you can either answer the damn questions or get the hell out of my room…” i replied careless.
“… last question… Were you planning on leaving me? The reason why you were never able to tell me you love me, was it because you never planned to stick around?”
I’m not proud of myself at this end. What Sophia had said to me affected me greatly than I choose to admit, so I couldn’t help myself but to ask.
“(Sobs)… Yes”
Damn, Livy. Why? For whom was all the fought battles for? For once I just needed you to have faith in me, and believe in me.
But Sophia was right, my worst fear was being materialized and my might was broken. I never stood a chance with Livy, I’ve lost everything.
This is the lowest and most powerless I’ve ever felt since after my mother’s death.
“(Snickers)… I see. I made a mistake falling in love with you- I was such a fool. Well, congratulations Olivia, you did a great job making a fool out of me… Leave my room, I wish to be alone” I ordered coldly, eager to put an end to this torturous situation I was in.
“You are not a fool Markian, I’m…” she started but I stopped her.
“Please, leave my room.” I urged impatiently.
“Markian please…”
I love Livy, but right now I just need a little space to collect my thoughts and actions.
“Get the fu’k out of my room!.. Now, goddamnit!” I cussed angrily and I was thankful she finally obliged.