Will You Be My Love Again?

Mara's Point Of View The doorbell rang a cheerful sound that filled the hallway, signaling a visitor had arrived at the entrance. I rose from the couch to answer the door. On getting to the door, I twisted the knob and pulled it open. I stood to find a lady by the entrance, humming and munching on an apple. She was heavily pregnant too. She gave me an odd look before rolling her balls at me. "Good day! Sorry, who are you looking for?" I asked her in a soft, and polite tone. "My husband!" She said, "Excuse you?!!!" I raised a brow at her. "Didn't you hear what I just said? You're not deaf, are you?" She scoffed. "I heard you right and clear! But what I'm not so sure about is if you're sane! Why would you just show up at someone else's doorstep to utter such nonsense?" I reached my breaking point. "What do you mean by your husband?" I inquired curiously. "Just so you know, I'm sane! My goodness, have you ever been pregnant before? Why would you keep me standing for this long?" She shut and reopened her eyes as a sigh of frustration slipped out of her mouth. "You'd keep standing here, till you get to tell me who you're here to see! Perhaps, this might just be the wrong doorstep for you. Tell me who you're here to see so I can show you your way around." I placed my hand on my slender waist. "Fine and good, I'm here to see Kian!" She said. "Kian?!!!" My query was met with silence. "Woman, you're starting to get on my nerves! Move out of the way already!" She gave me a cold stare that could freeze one's blood. "What is your relationship with him?" I dropped my hand from my waist. I watched her drop the half-eaten apple on the floor. "Do you still want me to spell it out for you?!!! Kian is my husband, and I'm carrying his unborn child in my womb!" She gently stroked her belly. "What?!!!" I gasped out loud as my chest tightened, making it hard to breathe. My body went numb with shock. Could this be true? I ought to be the one carrying his unborn baby and babies, not someone else. "Get the f**k out of my way, you asshole!" She brushed past me as she pulled her luggage box with her into the house while having her grasp on its handle. The door banged shut behind me. I turned to face her squarely, my fists clenched at my sides. She showed no manners at all, relaxing on my expensive couch without being asked to. "Who the f**k did you say you are again?" I crossed my arms with a frown on my pretty face. "Katrina" She said as she crossed her leg over the other. "What?!!! Katrina?!!! Aren't you Kian's ex? This is so unbelievable. Wait, let me guess! You're trying to get back into his life by pinning a pregnancy on him, that isn't his, right?!!!" I broke into a loud laughter. I couldn't imagine Kian wanting to have anything to do with her ever again, after all, she'd made him go through in the past. She chose to stab him in the face, despite the love he showed her. Now this? What's with the pregnancy story all of a sudden? Was she expecting me to believe such an outrageous story? "I am not interested in your silly drama right now! Get me something to drink." She barked orders at me like I was her maid. "You better shush that thing you call a mouth, and stop trying to order me in my own home!" I warned her. "Why not sit and watch your so-called home become mine? I'd take over your home the same way I've taken Kian away from you." She made a direct threat. "Katrina, or whatever you're being called! Don't you dare spill such nonsense from your gutter mouth ever again. I trust Kian so much. He wouldn't dare cheat on me. And even if he wants to cheat, it'd not be with you. You're nothing but an absolute jezebel." I launched a verbal attack on her. I watched her struggle to rise from the couch while having her hand on her waist. She eventually rose to her feet and pulled closer to me. "You're nothing but a slut, a worthless w***e, and a pathetic liar! Kian that I know...will never stoop so low to be with someone like you! He's not the father of that bastard that you're carrying in your womb." I spat on her face. "Ew!" She felt irritated. Her anger reached a fever pitch, and she slapped me hard across the face. Her dirty slap sent my face whipping to the other side. I raised my hand to do the same to her, but then she caught me by the wrist and tightened her grip on it, making me groan with so much hurt. "Get your filthy hands off me!" I tried jerking my hand away, but she refused to let go. "Don't you dare call me names as such...ever again! I wouldn't think twice before killing you and sending your body to the birds of the earth to feed on. Kian has chosen me over you, and there's absolutely nothing you can do about it. You will watch me get married to him, and give birth to this child safely." She released her grip on my wrist. She turned out to be even more ruthless than I thought. She seemed to be worse than hell itself. "Show me to my room, b***h!" She walked away from me, heading towards the stairs. She ascended the stairs with regal elegance, like a queen in her palace. ●●●● I paced to and fro in the luxurious living room while biting off my finger. I couldn't shake off the unease about what transpired between Katrina and me. Just then, Kian stepped into the mansion, while having a suitcase in his hold. I froze to stare at him like a helpless Barbie doll. "Oh, darling! You're back!" Katrina's voice echoed from the stairway. I didn't turn to look at her but heard her footsteps echoing in my ears. As she walked by, she intentionally stepped on my toes. Kian's face froze in shock at the sight of her. To cut the long story short...in as much as to cut the short story long, he wasn't expecting her. I stood still to observe as she strolled up to him with a seductive stride. She leaned over to assist him in carrying his suitcase, but then he jerked her hand away. "What the hell are you doing here, Katrina?!!! Are you here to ruin my home?" He let go of the suitcase in his hand. It dropped on the floor. "I have missed you so much! I have missed us!" She played with the silk of his tie while staring deeply into his eyes. "Get your filthy hands off me!" He rudely shoved her hand away. "Don't push me away, Kian! I am pregnant with your unborn child!" She broke the news to him. "What?!!!" He exclaimed. Had he been unaware till now? What was going to happen to the little pumpkin that was growing inside of me? "I am pregnant with your unborn child too babe!" I spilled the beans about my pregnancy. I reached out to give him the brown envelope in my hand, which had my test results in it. As he pulled out the paper, my emotions took the better part of me, "She's lying, babe. She's just trying to pin a pregnancy on you to win you over and destroy our marriage!" "I want to believe this is some sort of prank, or did you actually impregnate her kian?!!! Omggg!!!!, I hate you so much" I cried out with every fiber of my being. "My wish!" Katrina scoffed. "Mara! You're pregnant for me?" A guilty look crossed his face as he asked. "She might be pregnant, but you're not responsible Kian!" She dropped the bombshell. An oppressive stillness descended upon the space. Kian and I locked gazes for an instant, before turning to focus our attention on her. The male and female attendants paused in their duties. They popped out of wherever...with their eagerness to see and observe what was going on. Had she suddenly gone crazy?!!! What was she trying to say? That I've been cheating on Kian, to the extent of getting pregnant with someone else's child? "What are you insinuating? Katrina, what has come over you?" He unleashed his anger on her. "I'm only trying to be an angel here! Well, if you don't believe me, how about this? I've got something to show you all." Her eyes narrowed slightly as she walked toward the TV screen.