A love like yours

love is a losing game

I wake up and thank the gods for gracing me with another chance to torture Amber’s imbecile. It shouldn’t be long now before she runs straight into my arms seeking comfort and, of course, money. I shrug at the thought and twist my lips downwards a bit as I make my way to the kitchen to make myself breakfast. I should really consider hiring a live in maid, especially now that my soon to be wife is coming home. That thought alone to make my lips curl upwards, revealing my beautifully shaped teeth... even if I do say so myself. I’ve been obsessing over anything cheese these days so I decide that a macaroni and creamy cheese sandwich would do. I can’t help, however but imagine my wife to be looking all kinds of sexy as she comes from the kitchen and up the stairs to bring me a scrumptious meal. I shake my head attempting to step out of fantasy land and into reality. I get some cream, cheese... Who am I kidding? Let me just make a full breakfast. I get the bacon; sweet chilli and milk out as well and get cooking. I toss the macaroni into a pot of water and leave it to boil before melting the cheese and cream then dice the bacon and put it in the food processor in the along with macadamia nuts thereafter, I proceed to melting caramel in a separate pan and add a bit of milk to neutralise its sweetness. I get the bacon from the processor and add it into the mix and stir occasionally to make sure that the caramel doesn’t stiffen. I take strips of bacon and wrap them around fried garden asparagus. It smells absolutely divine in here! Or is it because I’m hungry? Hmmm I take in all the scents around me and salivate when I almost taste the food in my mouth. I plate it up in neatly stacked rows of flavour and dig in. Now the dishes are in the dishwasher, I wipe my mouth with a serviette and then proceed to making Amber’s husband’s life a living hell. I chuckle and head over to my laptop when a knock sounds on the door. I find this to be quite strange... I hardly get any visitors. With my arms folded over my chest, I make my way to the front door and open the door. My mouth hangs open but I quickly regain my composure as I welcome this beauty in. Her booty bounces with every move she makes and I can’t help but be excited. I’m about to speak when she holds her finger up to my mouth and introduces herself. Nina. She says and I fixate my eyes on hers as we lock gazes.

Amber

Rey comes back empty handed after heading with the laptop.

“Where’s the laptop?”I ask, preparing for a fight because that’s all we ever do these days...

Rey: out. He says dismissively.

Where? I ask, not bothering to hide how annoyed I am with him. He’s been getting on my last nerve with pity party.

Rey: I threw it out. Can’t you ask your mother to get us another one?

Amber: you must be high. I answer feeling my annoyance turning into anger.

Rey: must we always argue?

Must you be so prideful? Accept defeat. You have nothing! Nothing to your name but you keep insisting on living large and what gets to me the most is that this must always be done at my expense! I’m shouting now and don’t even realize that Royalty is in the room.

Rey: Frustrated much? He raises his brow at me.

What do you think? I sneer back at him.

He then smiles, leaving me all kinds of confused. ‘’My dear Amber...” He starts “I wish I knew... I wish I knew that money would one day be more important to you than our relationship. Me choosing you over my parents was by far the selfless thing I’ve ever done and I wouldn’t have done it for anybody else, believe me. You want him. You feel like He’d give you better life. That’s probably why I found you wearing something he bought isn’t it? It feels like his eyes are piercing into my soul as he looks at me, heartbreak evident in his glossy eyes. I take a step forward and he takes one back. Rey I... he holds his hand up, stopping from saying any more. Don’t... he says with a course voice, heartbreak dripping all over it. ‘’I’ve never felt so betrayed’’ he says in a hushed tone and sinks to the ground. His shoulders rise and fall steadily; I assume that he’s crying. Great! What did I just do? I pushed the one person who’s been with me through thick and thin away. He doesn’t deserve this, He’s a good guy it’s just that things get really frustrating because the both of us are without an income and my mother’s been acting up of late. I think she needs her space back. Yes... it’s very hypocritical of her because she did say that we were welcome here. I sigh as I think about the man whom I’ve hurt because this big mouth of mine that just runs. I walk up to the bedroom door and push it slightly open.

My eyes widen and I realise that my mouth is hanging half open. You’re packing? I ask him. “Where are you going to go? Come on Rey you know Rey you know I didn’t mean any if the things that I said. I love you.’’

Rey: Run... Run to your boyfriend. It’ll give me a chance recreate me and parents’ bond, find how the business side of things is going, maybe they’ll let me back in, just like yours did for you, you know?

Petty of you to use our affairs to run back to your mommy Rey. I retaliate. “That’s a low blow, even for you.” I add.

He ignores me as if he didn’t hear anything, finishes packing the rest of his stuff and zips the bag up then shifts his attention back to me. Is royalty staying or am I taking her with? I’ve lost him. He’s never coming back. I humble myself now. “I’m sorry” Sometimes the pressure gets too much. I explain.

“Lend me your phone please.” He asks me calmly. I hand it to him. “Ma... Please come get me.”