Long Lost Love

Chapter 9

The sound of a person vomiting loudly in the room next to mine woke me up. I tried putting a pillow over my ears but it didn’t muffle out the noise. It was just so annoying. Grudgingly I made my way to the next room which happened to be Eva’s room. I didn’t even bother knocking so I just barged in and headed over to the bathroom where she had her face inside the toilet and the noises of her emptying whatever she had eaten last night filled the room.

“Well this is a good morning,” I cheerily said my voice dripping with sarcasm while my arms were folded across my chest.

“What do you want Lola?” mumbled Eva as she slowly removed her head from inside the toilet.

“I want you to shut up and vomit a little less loudly. For crying out loud some of us need our beauty sleep, we don’t have morning sickness.”

Eva glared at me before vomiting again which made me cringe and laugh at the same time knowing she would be annoyed by my reaction.

“Get out of here Lola,” groaned Eva as she sat on the floor, her hands on the toilet seat. Her hair was everywhere and it was wet which made it look 10 times worse than the witches from the cartoon’s hair. Her face was pale and her eyes looked like they were about crawl into their sockets.

“You look horrible,” I commented and she rolled her eyes before vomiting again.

“Can you hold my hair back while I puke?” Eva asked and I almost felt sorry for her in the moment as her hair was almost vomit hair by now but like I said almost.

“Wouldn’t that be the father of your baby’s job? He holds your hair back while you puke those demons you ate in the morning and he rubs circles in your back whispering endearments, too bad that won’t happen because your baby daddy is a jerk,” I responded with a smug smile. I knew I was acting mean but she deserved it after throwing my weakness in my face.

Eva finally stood up from the toilet, flushed and cleaned it well, like a pro which was true considering she was a maid before brushing her teeth. I stood on her door and looked at her while she glared at me at every chance she got.

“You’re sounding grumpy today, what happened?” she finally questioned as she walked into her closet to take some clothes.

“Well, try being forced by your parents into a loveless marriage because of a contract they would have made along with your in-laws, have your only ever child taken away and a woman who gets impregnated by your husband live in the same house as you and tell me if you’ll remain the same kind person you were before,” I told her quietly and she looked sympathetic for a while before her bitchiness returned. It bugged me how she had been so nice a few days before and she had just changed in a few days.

“I’m sorry; anyway get out of my room. I need to shower because I am going for a doctor’s appointment with Jay in a few minutes.”

Not wanting anyone’s sympathy I nodded before getting out of her room and heading to mine where I took a long hot well deserved shower. It was a bit chilly outside so I decided to wear a warm hoodie and a pair of warm joggers. I also wore a pair of black warm socks and vans before tying my hair into a bun. After that I went to the living room where I had had my therapy session yesterday. My shrink was already there with a notebook and I laughed at how he looked like Nancy Drew fishing out for clues even though I wasn’t sure Nancy had a little notebook maybe it was the hardy boys but either way it was all meaningless.

“Hey Elvis,” I greeted with a grin and he smiled before grinning back.

“Hie Lola, I hope you’re ready for today’s session?” he amusedly told me and I nodded while throwing myself on the couch, literary.

“So today you are going to tell me about the long lost scandal and what impact it has had on you as a person.”

“Well my dad cheated on my mom with Cecelia Henstridge and that’s where the hate between the two families comes from. When my mom found out it was all a mess and then Cecelia was said to have been kidnapped. The cops were all over the case and she wasn’t found until just recently. She claims she was kidnapped and tortured for all those years she was missing and the people who kidnapped her returned her now. She suspects that my mom did it with the help of my dad but I know it isn’t true. When all this leaked to the press with Cecelia showing pictures of her bruises all over her body clients in both companies started pulling out and well that’s when my parents and Jay’s parents made the contract that bonded me to Jay for the rest of my life. So in a nutshell the long lost love scandal ruined my life,” I said with a small smile and I noticed the pity in Elvis’s eyes but I didn’t need anyone’s pity.

“You need to move on from all that’s happened Lola. You can’t keep crying over split milk, yes you married Jay because of a scandal but that shouldn’t stop you from becoming happy.”

“How do you become happy?”

“You move on. If Jayden isn’t willing to treat you like you’re supposed to then move on. I’m not saying get a divorce but then look for someone who makes you happy.”

“You’re not like other shrinks, why?” I teased Elvis while laughing and he smiled before saying, “I think instead of giving you advice that I was trained to give won’t make you better because what you need now is a friend not a shrink.” I immediately knew Chris had put Elvis up to whatever he had going on but I trusted Chris so I decided to not push it.

I smiled at Elvis before I came up with the most horrible and yet awesome idea.

“Before I move on I need answers from Jayden which I know he’ll never give me but I can find them in his things,” I said with a grin.

Elvis shook his head seriously and I laughed at him before dragging him to Jayden’s study. Jayden had gone out with Eva for a doctor’s appointment which meant it was just me and the workers in the house. I opened the door quietly while Elvis was busy whispering how crazy I was.

“What if he finds out?” Elvis asked looking terrified.

“He won’t find out and if he does then we’ll handle it from there,” I responded with an eye roll.

“He might ruin my life, I have a pregnant wife to take care of,” Elvis continued and I had to bit my tongue to stop myself from laughing at how ridiculous he sounded.

“Elvis, none of that will happen. Technically we are not breaking into his office, we are snooping,” I mumbled while opening some drawers to look for how he might have found out about the letter and why he hated me so much and no, I wasn’t hoping to find a diary.

“You are crazy Lola, only you can break it your husband’s office with your therapist.”

“For the last time it’s snooping not breaking in,” I corrected him with my head in Jayden’s bottom drawer.

“I won’t argue with you mad woman,” Elvis said plopping himself and I rolled my eyes while continuing to rummage through the drawers.

“There had to be at least something that would answer at least one of my questions,” I told myself as I opened the last drawer.

As I was looking through the drawers my phone started ringing which startled me and Elvis.

Laughing at each other for being stupid I answered the call without even checking the caller id and I was happy when I heard it was Ben calling.

Me: Hey you

Ben: Hey babe, I just wanted to let you know I’m coming to see you in an hour and thirty minutes.

I mentally prayed he’d said that in front of Jayden. That would’ve been really great. It made me feel bad how I was using Ben but then if he was willing to seduce his best friend’s wife then he didn’t deserve any sympathy.

Me: What’s the occasion?

Ben: The occasion is I miss your beautiful face

Me: Well make sure you bring lots of food, or I’ll have to tell you to go back

Ben: You wouldn’t send me away

Me: Don’t test me

Ben: Fine I won’t. Anyway what are you up to?

Me: See you in an hour and thirty minutes.

I quickly cut the call and looked at Elvis who had his eye brows raised. “None of your business Elvis now help me find anything unusual in here,” I snapped which made Elvis laugh and me roll my eyes.

“Gosh you sound like you suspect your husband of murdering your old neighbor’s cat,” he mumbled in between laughs and I looked at him like he had grown two heads.

“Why does it have to be an old lady’s cat?”

“Well because old cat ladies are just so pitiful when they lose one of their beloved cats and if they’re murdered the murderer is usually very heartless and a bit crazy,” he stated in a matter of fact way and I laughed to stop myself from insulting his poor little soul.

“Where do you even get those theories?” I asked him as I took a couple of pictures that were in the last drawer.

“I know things,” he said with his voice husky and low which made me erupt in fits of laughter but something stopped me.

There were pictures of Jayden and Matt together as kids and as adults. I knew I had come looking for answers but what I had now were more questions.