The Encounter
1071 Words
Priscilla Pov
Clearly being with someone who doesn't care about you but you're deeply in love with them should be a punishment.
A punishment nobody should go through.
“What should be your next demand this time?”
“I want a boat cruise”
“A boat what.. Fine I will make it available” the phone goes dead and I'm left with an angry Myra who looks like she's about to scold me.
“Are you going to go through with that fucker?”
“It doesn't matter, I love him, you of all people should understand that”
“Yeah, I understand but you should be in the hospital resting”
“I understand your worries Myra but I'm doing this for me but for him”
She nods, Myra has been my best friend for the longest and the one who truly understands my pain.
She's the doctor in charge of my case and several times she has sacrificed just to see me happy and I appreciate that.
She tried to talk me out about my reckless husband but she knows better.
The most beautiful thing I want to experience is watching sunrise and sunset with Nathaniel which is why I have asked him to book a boat cruise.
I want to do the things I'm not opportune to do with him. I want to feel real love for once even though I'm the one forcing it.
I met him at the station, he was already waiting with his luggage all packed. He booked a ship. We are going on a trip.
“You're late again”
“I guess it's my routine to always be late” he stands and lungs towards me holding my sides and caging me in.
“What game are you playing this time?”
Everything to my husband feels like a game, what if I'm not playing any games but just to be by my husband's side just for once.
Can't he see it? What more does he want?
“What game?”
“Please, don't frame innocent. What ever this is just know I'm not falling for you”
He keeps saying that, he has always said that to me three years after our marriage. I'm not doing this for him to fall for me.
I'm just a girl who wants her husband's attention and it's not bad to ask.
A call came in, he released my arm and when he was done with his call he grabbed his suitcase and walked away.
“Enjoy your travel, I have something to catch up at the office”
Priority.
I was never his priority. He leaves me hanging and alone just to go back to work. Anger sneered inside of me but I let him go. The ticket is already booked.
“I will see you in Paris” were his last words before leaving.
I have never felt this lonely for the longest, though the sea stretches and the blue sea comes with its calmness. I still felt like something was missing.
I watched the sunset alone. I wanted to be with him side by side talking and enjoying the trip but it feels meaningless without him by my side.
I got myself busy by reading some books and painting. I have painted for the longest I could remember when I painted once in his house.
Nathaniel walks in and sees me painting.
“Why do you always want to imitate her?”
“Painting should always come from the heart, you don't understand any s**t about that”
He thinks I'm imitating his ex-girlfriend. Gross!
That's the absurd height of it but then I swallowed back my anger and that was the last time I painted in front of him. Instead I got a private studio in one of his pant houses far away from the one we live in.
There I saw my strength away from him talking down on me again.
I lodged into a hotel when I got to Paris, a city of love but I had come alone. After a few days of staying alone in a hotel I managed to make some friends and the bartender was one of the few since I frequent the bar more often than every other thing.
I got tired of it all, packed up my bag to leave and that was the day I saw my husband with her checking into the same hotel as me.
My lips parts open, the way he's holding her and helping her to the door like she's a glass of he let go might probably suffer.
This is all I have wanted but another woman gets to have it.
They haven't seen me yet.
“I will right back” Nathaniel shuts the door and when he turns he sees me.
“You even have the decency to bring her here”
“Jesus Christ, Priscilla. I don't even know you're here. Liora has an event here, it's a coincidence we met her” but I shake my head.
Lies.
Nathaniel will go to any length to see me suffer. He can be with any other woman on the street but not Liora. Not just her.
“I heard some noise and came to see what the fuss is all about”
The devil herself comes out acting all ignorant like she doesn't know what she's doing.
She needs to be given an award for acting her part just pretty well.
“Priscilla” she acts surprised to see me.
“It is so good to see you again. What is going on?”
“Her, she wouldn't believe me.” Nathaniel pauses.
“You know what, I don't care. I don't truly care if you believe me or not. Go to hell all I care” he kicks my box, it falls to the ground open.
I bend down to get my stuff all in.
“I'm sorry Priscilla but Nathaniel doesn't mean that”
I ignored her, grabbed my box and moved back to my room. She follows me behind.
“You should have been right there where you belong. I hope you die with that terminal illness of yours”
Liora kicked my box, a few minutes ago she was sympathizing with me and right now when we are out of Nathaniel sight her true colors are finally showing.
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