A PURPLE MISTAKE
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A PURPLE MISTAKE
*FIONA*
Thankfully, she couldn't hear Mike's footsteps signaling he could be coming in.
He was somewhere else.
She snatched up the underwear and tucked it in her bag.
Her heart thundered erratically, from deep down the well.
She dropped the bag on the furbished mahogany side table before walking out of the room.
"Mike" She said softly when she saw him relaxing on one of the coffee colored sofas in the living room.
The halo emanating from the yellow lights on the ceiling skimmed gently over his face.
"You should be resting, sweetheart" Mike prodded. "Any problem?"
She paused. " Umm...I couldn't sleep. " She went to him and sat, then relaxed into him, placing her head on his chest.
He kissed her forehead and ran a hand across the smooth long black hair.
She feared he'd notice the way her heart kept drumming, while her nerves danced to the timbre.
"Do you want me to come with you?"
"No." She said a little too sharply, to her dismay.
Mike's hand on her stiffened. "Are you okay?"
She had to be smart, and prevent the emotions that begged to render her foolish.
If she was going to know what that thing was doing there, the best way was to investigate in secrecy.
"Yes...baby. let's just --"
-Jane is at the door- Alexa chimed, interrupting her.
" Let me go get the door." She said.
The frown on her face was the only welcome she was giving her stepsister
"My goodness...this place reeks with unease." Jane sang as she brushed her way through. "And nice to see you too sister."
"We need to talk..." Fiona said.
" Of that I am sure." Jane sat opposite Mike . " Hello sweetheart."
"You gave us the shock of our lives Jane. Fiona seems to have taken it the wrong way though. "
" Can I at least get a drink or something..." Jane relaxed into the seat.
" No, instead you'll get a list of profanities I'm about to spew at you. " Fiona grumbled. " WTF were you thinking?"
"I was deliberating on what I did, obviously.."
" Has Dad heard of this?"
"Madam, mum and Dad don't need to know, or perhaps you want to go and tattletale?"
Fiona shook her head. " It's not....are you and Dave..ready?"
" It's not Dave's child.." Jane's face thickened.
Fiona first frowned, and Mike mirrored. "What do you mean it's not Dave's child?" She asked.
" Stole the question right outta my CNS" Mike said.
Jane locked gazes with Fiona, and they held for what seemed a while, then Fiona's mouth dropped." Oh gods."
Jane smiled. "I believe you already got my present, my sweet sister."
Pain blinked on Fiona's face and for a fleeting moment her two legs couldn't hold her weight.
"What's going on here?" Mike sat straight, close to the verge of standing.
"No idea Hun?" Jane hissed. "Ideally, this isn't the ideal way for me to break the news, considering certain circumstances." She stole a glance at Fiona who had already gone to take a seat at another chair a distance from the two of them.
She buried her face in her hands, she couldn't bear it anymore, the tears sparkled in her eyes-- crystallizing into the anguish that had been riling inside her-- trickling down.
Mike shot up from his seat, anger tuning his voice into a macabre tempo"Jane what the f**k is this! Explain this instant!"
" I am pregnant for you, my love." She said calmly, unbothered.
Mike scoffed. " You know what you are? Crazy! That's what you are! You are crazy"
" Whatever you say, I am going to get myself a drink--I mean I thought you guys knew simple rules of etiquette, but turns out I was wrong." She stood. " I'd leave you guys to it. Sort yourselves." Her gait was lofty as she peacocked her way to the kitchen.
"Come back here! Where do you think you are going to!" He shouted after her, but she didn't respond.
The silence that followed was heavy, a broken record that managed to replay weeping tunes at intervals.
The sound of Mike's footsteps towards her made her nauseous, like she'd had enough--too much-- honey and now needed to vomit.
What had happened to their perfect marriage?
He had been the best!
She had prided herself in having the best husband!
"Fiona."
Her intermediate hiccups, were the only response she gave him.
She felt his hands on her, and her body stiffened.
He pulled his hands away."Fiona-"
"Please, just leave me."
"Goodness! Definitely you don't believe her! gods above how on planet earth is that crazy girl going to say something and you believe it? I don't understand " Exasperation weaned his voice.
Fiona straightened, wiping her tears.
She stood and belted for the room, coming back a few seconds later with the underwear in her hands. "What is this?" Her voice was barely a whisper.
Mike studied it with disgust on his face. " What the hell is that?"
Fiona snorted. "All of a sudden you don't know what a f*****g panties is? Nice try Micheal..nice one"
It had been a very long time since she called him by his full name, a very long time.
"Fiona... you aren't thinking I slept with your sister? For real, are you?"
" Please don't avoid my question...what is this doing on our f*****g matrimonial bed?"
" I don't know...I definitely do not know a f*****g thing about how it got there. " He placed a hand on his forehead." I am so not ready for this right now."
She had never been close with Jane, if anything they had always bickered with each other, but it was never something that escalated --the usual sibling fights--maybe theirs was a little worse because they were step siblings, but she never imagined Jane would do such a thing.
But f**k Jane! She definitely didn't give a damn about her!
The man standing in front of her on the other hand, was breaking her, liquefying her into a liquid catastrophe.
She couldn't feel her structure anymore, her backbone.
" Jane was here.... let's start with that. " She took a quick breath."how did she get in?"
"He dropped the keys for me obviously." Jane interrupted, as she gulped on a plastic can of Pepsi.
Fiona closed her eyes."One more word from you Jane and I swear you will live to regret ever trying this silly prank, whatever nonsense this is."
" Oh it's not a prank I assure you " She had barely finished talking when Fiona marched towards her.
Wack!! wack!!
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