Jessie's Dilemma

Chapter 3

MAX POV

"You stupid fool!"

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

I rained abuses on the maid attending to me. She was shaking literally because of the way I spoke to her.

"I'm sorry sir. I'm so sorry." She repeated.

"Shut up and leave my sight." I commanded.

The maid scampered to safety.

"What exactly was wrong with the maids in this house." I thought outloud. They disgusted me just like everything else did. I was always so angry and disturbed and I sure didn't take things lightly with them.

I stared once again at the window and it's wonderful view which I was slowly getting tired of.

It's been 2 years since the accident and I haven't been able to move any part of my body. I had lost all hope in my doctor who once told me that I would be alright soon.

That was a year ago but still they was no change in my body. I still felt weak and useless. I don't do anything if not helped by Patricia who was getting annoying day after day.

I hated my life after the accident because it deprived me of my dreams. I was once the most sought out bachelor but now I was like trash, soon to be thrown out.

I have had thoughts of killing myself many times but had never succeeded at doing so. Dad made sure that I had someone around me every single time. I was so useless that I couldn't help myself to the toilet. It was traumatic coupled with the horrible nightmares I had, I was so overwhelmed.

I heard the door open as I was lost in my thoughts. I knew it was Jason. He always made sure to come home on time ti check on me every day, not that it mattered to me.

"Hello." He said as he entered my room. "How are you doing today." He asked as he went into the kitchen to keep what he had got for me. I smelt chicken and that was when I knew he bought my favourite.

"Let me microwave this for you." He said going into the kitchen again.

"No. I'm not going to have that." I insisted.

"It's your favourite." He said, paused to hear me but when I didn't reply, he said. "You will love it. I promise."

"I said I don't want it." I replied again, making sure it was loud enough for even a deaf person to hear me.

"Okay." Jason stood confused. "What would you like to have?"

I stared at my younger brother and wondered how he sleeps at night. Everyone knew Jason never wanted to be the CEO of RUGER company but immediately I had the accident that claimed my legs, he's been acting like good son, pretending to be the good son so that he would take over from me.

"Can you stop pretending?"

"What do you mean?" Jason stopped and then laughed. "I was only asking what you would like."

"Can you stop that act? You've done enough, don't you think so?" I stared at him eye ball to eye ball.

"Donald, I was only trying to help…"

"I don't need your help. I don't need you to help me. How many times do I have to say it. I don't need you f*****g help!"

"Okay. Okay.. I have heard you." Jason said and was about retreating.

"I don't know what I did though.."

I interrupted him again. "You don't know what you did? How about lying, pretending? Is that not bad enough? You can't fool me Jason even if you fool every other person. We all know that you never wanted to be the CEO of this company, you never liked the idea, you were always talking about your own business plans and now that I'm down, what do you do?"

"I don't understand what you mean? Donald."

"Stop pretending. I know you want to take away this position from me. I know you want to inherit all of my properties. You want to be Dad's favourite son, right? That's why you are doing what you're doing."

"Don't be like that. You are my brother, you can't say these things about me. I know nothing is working as planned but nobody is to be blamed about it. I do my best for you but you also have to accept me.

"Accept you? You took everything away from me. You are literally living my life, so why do you still need my acceptance?" I asked.

"What is wrong with you, Donald? I'm only trying to help."

"Well, I don't need your help."

"Alright, then. Take care." He concluded and left.

I hissed. I was already annoyed.

"Where's that stupid maid? Patricia!!! Where is she?" I called as I breathed heavily.

"Can you take this rubbish out of here?" I screamed at her when she entered.

"What's wrong?" My dad asked as he entered immediately. I hope you are not in one of your horrible moods." He asked and when I didn't answer, he continued. "Be more nice to these people, they are really working for you.

"Well, I didn't ask them to, hell I didn't ask for any of this to happen to me. Why is my life so horrible?'

"Listen to me Daonald. You still have your life infront of you. Don't you ever regret that you are alive." Dad tried to encourage me.

For the past months, he had always tried to understand me no matter the tantrum I throw. He had always encouraged me and helped me in every decision I have ever made.

He was the one who saved me from the accident scene and paid for my surgery and is the one currently supporting me. He had always been there and I was grateful but I was tired of being grateful.

I was handicap and couldn't take care of myself. It was really terrible.

"Please calm down. Do not put your frustrations on this innocent ones, remember they are just helping." My father pleaded but I was adamant.

"I don't need them, Dad."

"Anyways, I found you someone who would take care of you just the way you want."

"Dad?" I got uninterested immediately. "What do you mean?"

"I got you a wife."

"A wife? How is that even impossible and more so, Dad I told you I didn't want to get married yet."

"You said that, but why?" My Dad asked visibly confused.

"I'm not ready and certainly not when I'm in this condition. I need to get better first." I said.

"And you will. she'll help you heal faster." He replied, going to find something to eat from the refrigerator.

"Is that what I have to marry her?"

"You might even grow to like her." My father said and I was forced to give a wicked smirk.

"Love? It was not for me." I thought out loud making sure my Dad heard nothing.

"I promise you, she's going to be a good wife. Don't worry."