The Gap Between Us

Everything that has happened to me for the pass few months has brought me to the conclusion that, life has its own game to play in everyone’s existence. Life hasn’t being fair to me from the very onset I had left home. I mean when will life ever be fair? "When you've grown grey hair and have shaky bones with no husband and just a cat?" my bestfriend and workmate. Becky replied. She sounded so unsure. I turned around to look at her. she was cleaning her glasses. She Huffs and pouted her lips still wiping ever so gently away dirt only she can see ‘obviously’. She hates it when her desk is dirty. You can call her a neat freak. I momentarily rolled my eyes at her while arranging my stuff in a big brown box. You might have guessed it already. and yes,Am packing! "It is still not going to be fair when that happens" i replied matter of factly. Who wants to grow old alone with just their pet? I doubt anyone would want that., "What happened isn't right at all" becky breathed out while putting on her glasses back. She never goes anywhere without them. Her sight are good . She just likes the way those huge rigged glasses fits her. She can be mysterious sometimes. I shrug my shoulders and concentrated on clearing out my desk. Now I know you all are curious about what had happened. let me not starve you guys. I was fired. Damn right. Fired!. And for the most stupidest reason ever!. My skin still crawl anytime i think about it. I was never expecting something of such to occur. The principal at Billie high where am teaching, i mean’ was’ teaching had a thing for me. Since I started working here he had never made advances at me. He was a well respected man. I just don’t know what happened and when he started having such thoughts about me. Becky had throw side jokes about how she caught him ogling at me one time and I can still remember brushing her off and we both laughed about it. And to think that he’s married with kids. I guess men would always be men. They don’t care if someone was going to get hurt in the expense of their behaviors. They just want to please themselves and not think about anything else. Being married for a while taught me a lot of things I needed to know about men and their disgusted nature. Their abominable, awful, creepy, distasteful and horrific behavior. And my Ex husband wasn’t exempted from it. If an award was being offered. He would definitely be the winner. Mr Bradford had told me that, the attraction he felt towards me has being on for long. And the only reason he held back was because I was still with my husband. Am a divorcee. Was once a happily married woman, who got married to her highschool sweetheart, with big dreams and hope. he was everything i could ever ask for but then again it was all a pretense. He changed two years into our marriage. He became so abusive and I lost my child in return. Well, that's a touching story for me. let's just stick to why am fired and packing. Yeah. So, Principal Bradford called me into his office this morning and started making inappropriate advances towards me. I felt insulted. I didn’t think it twice and smacked him real hard across his face and looking back now, I do not regret what I did. I mean, am still mourning the child that I had lost. everyone knows the only reason i still come to work is because i needed some sort of distraction. I needed to stop myself from wallowing in pain and misery. And so he fired me!. Like I give a two shits about it. I had already made plans of leaving to Brooklyn. My family are there and are waiting for me. I’ve gotten my plane tickets already and sorted out other things. I was initially going to resign and to the lord’s glory, Bradford was Bradford. "Will miss you maddy!" Becky smiled at me while walking up to me. I returned her smile with a sweet one. She pulled me in for a hug. She's a young, slim and tall lady with curly long dark hair that she had styled a tight bun. Becky and i automatically clicked when i started working here. she also helped me settled down and got a lot of things in order. she was also there for me when tragedy took a toil on me. Everyone keeps saying i said "i do" too quick and now am starting to see that's true. Finishing college early made me feel like every other decision I took was best for me. I thought everything was just so perfect and did not want any of it at that moment to slip away. It never crossed my mind that things will go wrong drastically or that i was too young. I thought i had everything figured out. I left everything and everyone i called family behind. And I regretted it every single passing day. At that time It felt like they didn’t want things to turn out right for me. All of them were so adamant about me not settling down with Matt. My Ex. You can see how stupid I was right? Tossing the people I love for Someone who later turns out to be bad news. "But...... have you called them? You know to let them know you are coming back?" She asked while letting go of me. She wrapped her hands around her chest while waiting for my response. I let out a deep sigh, picking up the photo frame of my parents and sister Ashely. Ashley is my older sister. She had a faint scowl on her face on this picture, while my smile was wide and bright. mom and dad were standing behind us. Though I had left home, I didn’t forget them for once. How could I?. I was the happy and goofy child of the family. I can still remember the happy smiles of my parents anytime I would come home with my result. I had graduated the same year with Ashley cause I was that smart. And then I met Matt. I was totally swept off the floor by him, he was everything down to his height and cute grey eyes. his smiles was everything.I almost choked on my salad when he popped the question " Will you marry me?" Almost! Now I can’t help but think why? Why did he say that if he knew he was going to change? I dropped the frame inside the box and add the rest of my stuff in it. "Yes” I replied Becky. She nods and went back to her seat. I had lied. I didn’t tell them. Matt made me cut ties with them for years. He is that evil. I don’t want to reach out to them yet. I was going to go home and met as a surprise and hopefully, hopefully they will take me in. ~~~~~~~~ I left the school premises and went straight home. My head was pounding so hard that one might think it’s going to pop open any seconds from now. Finally entering inside my apartment, I closed the door behind me and head straight to the bathroom to get some Aspirin. I always have them just in case these killer headaches comes unexpectedly. Gulping down the meds with water, I walked inside my room, packed boxes were literally everywhere. My life being a mess these past months. While resting on bed, my eye went to the stuff I had packed to be trashed out. His face stared back at me. I cringed at the picture. He usually comes home drunk and wasted out. He didn’t stop there. Every time he went out he comes back with a different girl. Every freaking night. I’d thought he was going to stop. I really hoped for him to get back to his senses but instead he got worse. The abuse started coming first was a slap and then a punch and then the hostage. He would tie me up on a chair and do whatever he wants with me. He said I was his property. His to damage and destroy. It took all of me to fight back. I did and I won. The door bell rang. I smiled and went for the door. Outside was a courier. “Good afternoon. I believe you have something for me?” I asked “Good afternoon. Are you Ms Miller?” He asked. I nod. He brought out the package for me. “You’ll have to sign here and here and then go through the file and sign it as as well” he explained. For weeks they’ve being trying to get him to sign the divorce papers. Seeing how it’s here now, he had signed them already. Now I have to sign and everything will be done for. I wanted to leave without a trace before he comes back from prison. I’ve never felt so free and relieved in my life like I do now. I signed everywhere he had asked me to and gave it back to him. He said his bye and left. With a whole heart, I walked back into the house feeling satisfied with myself. I mean, it wasn't my fault that i lost the baby, i wasn't ready to be a mom yet, i tried to talk him out of it, but he wasn't listening, he was so excited that i decided to go with the pregnancy until i got an accident and lost it and he changed It had to stop and divorcing and suing him for abuse was all i could do. I couldn’t be anymore happier. It's time to go back home.