Long Lost Love

Chapter 8

Currently I was sitting on a couch in one of my living rooms. The shrink I had decided to get was there with a little notebook in his hand and he looked about twenty eight years old. He had a friendly aura to him so I trusted him a bit but not too much because you can never trust anyone. Cecelia and the letter had said so. You probably think they could be linked but Cecelia would never help me, never in a million years.

“So tell me about you so that I have a background story to work with,” he said with a smile and I nodded before taking a deep breath.

“My name is Lola. I’m married to Jayden, a billionaire who literally gives a whole new meaning to the words ‘makes my life a living hell’. Jayden hates me, his mother and his aunt too including his dad although I can’t be too sure. Everything is all a little confusing. My mom and dad are not the best parents but they’re okay comparing them to Jayden’s. My old best friend Chris came back here after about eight years of hi…” I was cut off by my shrink and I looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

“I want you to tell me about your daughter first.” I stared at him before nodding and saying, “My parents had just told me they were going to Africa for 6 months and being the spoilt brat I was I hosted a party. Things got out of hand and I ended up sleeping with one of the jocks which was typical considering I was the captain of the cheerleading squad. I was drunk that night and I don’t remember using protection and the next thing I knew was I was pregnant in high school. When my parents heard about it they hid me from the public eye until I gave birth which wasn’t very easy considering I loved partying. The secret was kept and my parents also made sure they always reminded me how much of a failure and disgrace I was throughout the pregnancy. I was homeschooled throughout the pregnancy and even after. A year after I gave birth to her I had gone for shopping with my mom when I was called by a hospital telling me my daughter had fallen from a window and she had sustained a head injury resulting in her death. I was told I couldn’t see her and I didn’t press the matter which I regret now because I don’t think she’s really dead. A few weeks after getting married to the devil I kept dreaming about Vanessa so I pondered over her death and eventually decided to hire PI. As of now he’s found out nothing but I’m sure he’ll come up with something soon. At first I suspected my parents had something with the fake death but after the letter I received when I was in London, I’m not so sure anymore. I met this girl who looks like me and is also called Vanessa but maybe it is just a coincidence. I met her mom who is a b***h but I have to give her the benefit of the doubt because she is raising who she claims to be my daughter after all right? Also there’s someone after my daughter, I don’t know who or why they are after her but all I know is Georgina, the adopted mother’s name and Jayden and some anonymous guy know about the supposed danger Vanessa is in.” I looked at my shrink who still seemed to be processing my little scratch that, huge speech.

“Well? You said you wanted to hear about my daughter,” I muttered curling myself into a ball.

He grinned and took a deep breath before saying, “From what you said I could tell you are a rambler and I guess you carry some guilt in you about your daughter. Yes you didn’t show it in your speech but I can tell you feel like you are at fault at how things worked out with your daughter. It’s not your fault Lola, someone bad out there caused all of this and…” My shrink was cut off by Jayden who came in the living room looking like someone had just told him his d**k was smaller than his belly button; don’t judge my simile.

“I’m having my therapy session Jayden, what do you want?” I asked annoyed while uncurling myself so that I could sleep on the couch.

“Your brother has gone too far, he just made one of my most promising investors pull out because you were considering a divorce. He claims I’m not treating you well plus why are you having therapy. You know those good for nothing shrinks annoy the hell out of me,” he yelled and I rubbed my forehead as his noise was making me have a migraine.

I knew he would be annoyed by my having a shrink. This was way too fun.

“Are you treating me well?” I asked and he stopped pacing to glare at me.

“I meant what I said when I said you talk to me when you have something important to say otherwise don’t talk to me because you and I are nothing,” I muttered through gritted teeth and I noticed my shrink about to say something but I raised my hand to silence him before heading to the kitchen. I wasn’t in the mood for therapy, not now anyways.

On my way to the kitchen I saw all the workers near the staircase standing there looking to the ground while Eva was pacing up and down yelling some orders at them. She was wearing a red tight dress and black heels which looked good on her as much as I hated to say it.

“What’s going on here?” I asked and the workers all looked up at once with expressions that I thought translated to help us.

“I was just telling the workers what I’d like them to do so we can live happily,” she responded with a smirk that I felt like wiping off.

“This is my house Eva. You don’t get to tell my employees what to do, okay?” I hissed and her smirk widened at that.

Deciding to dismiss the workers they left in a hurry while I glared at Eva. “You know we gonna have to start getting along considering I’ll be here for the next nine months and more.”

“Oh really, if I want you out before the nine months are over I’ll have you out b***h,” I muttered and Eva laughed making me raise my hand to slap her but my hand was stopped in mid air by Jayden.

“What?” I questioned angrily while glaring at Jayden.

“If you hurt Eva, you hurt my child so I think you must reconsider slapping the mother of my child,” Jayden said calmly with annoyance visible on his features.

“I have to say, Lola doesn’t that hurt considering you can never give Jayden a child,” Eva spat and I felt like my heart had been crushed before it quickly recovered. It could shatter all it wanted after I dealt with this b***h.

“That wasn’t very nice Eva,” Jayden suddenly mumbled before pulling me to my room.

Jayden was seriously bipolar. He let his w***e live in my house and insult me and then defends me but doesn’t throw her out. Okay maybe he didn’t defend me but he told Eva she was wrong which counted right? Okay maybe it didn’t at all.

“And?” I screamed before jumping onto my bed.

“You had no right to slap Eva,” he began slowly and I rolled my eyes while resting my head on my pillow.

“You had no right to invite her into my house for nine months and let her insult me in my house. I am tired of everything you do to me Jay I’m just so tired. I know I’m barren but she has no right to throw it in my face like that,” I yelled and I didn’t notice the tears that were already trickling down my cheeks.

“I’m sorry Lola, I just don’t know how to act,” he whispered cleaning my tears with his thumb and I laughed at what he had said before slapping his arm off with a glare before reminding him not to touch me.

I blamed my mom for forcing me to sign the contract that made me married to a bipolar guy. He was mentally ill which put a thought in my mind; I could be a power woman who could handle businesses around the world, taking care of a mentally ill husband and could handle him impregnating the maid. I laughed more at that even though Jayden didn’t know that.

“Just leave me alone Jay,” I snapped.

He looked dumbfounded and a bit stupid in my opinion. I glared at him before turning to my side while mumbling an ‘I’m too tired for this’. I heard him slowly leave the room and the sound of my door closing. Sighing I closed my eyes but it wasn’t for long because my phone started ringing. I reached for it and realized the caller id was Ben.

Me: Hello

Ben: Hey, I had missed you

Me: I had missed you too. I was beginning to think you had forgotten all about me.

Ben: I could never forget about you

Me: Really?

Ben: Yeah, you are unforgettable

Me: Mmmm are you quoting French Montana now?

Ben: Maybe, do you mind?

Me: I don’t think I do

Ben: So how are you doing?

Me: Well considering I’m not dead yet then I think I’m fine

Ben: What has my best friend done to you now?

Me: He let his baby mama live in my house until she gives birth

Ben: That’s too bad; I hope you won’t be arrested for homicide soon

Me: I’ll make sure I hide her corpse pretty well

Ben: Are you considering it? (Laughs and I grin like an i***t)

Me: Maybe I mean she threw my barrenness in my face today

Ben: Gosh she’s really a b***h anyway I gotta go, talk to you tomorrow?

Me: Yeah but before you go; what are we?

Ben: I don’t know, what do you want us to be?

Me: I don’t know, I mean Jayden is your best friend and my husband

Ben: Well there is that but the last time I talked to him about you he didn’t mind

Me: Oh okay, so talk to you soon?

Ben: Yeah bye

As I put the phone down I tried to ignore the pain I was feeling. How bad was I a person that my own husband didn’t mind me being with his best friend? Deciding to ask my shrink who would probably have a pretty good reason tomorrow I lay my head on my pillow and for the first time, I didn’t cry myself to sleep but I still couldn’t stop wondering what Ben and I were after the kiss, it could’ve just been a kiss but I felt like it was more than just a kiss. It was bitter sweet revenge on Jayden and I couldn’t wait.