MY WIFE'S JOURNAL

The Christmas Eve!!

I was walking, down the dark alley, seeking for something, to soothe my soul.

25th of December and my wife, was on the hospital bed.

She was so tortured, that she didn't even, had that bit of courage, to explain anything to me. This filthy tears that kept flowing like a stream, never ever stopped.

It's been, a week, since, I last opened my wife's journal.

It was all shiny, around, and am sitting, on a bench infront of a chruch. The Christmas trees are so beautiful, warm and welcoming. Looking at them, never meant anything to me before, I had my soul soothed by torturing my wife, to almost death.

The weather, is so gloomy, as if everything is trying to make me remember the pain, I gave her.

I was like, drowning in a flood of guilt, where there's no way to escape.

I don't know, wherther, she's ever gonna, forgive me or not. I don't care, if she doesn't forgives me, I deserve it afterall, what I did to her but I want her to wake up. I can't see her like that.

The past week was so tough for me. I am in debt, which I don't know, if am ever going to be able to pay, that. My company, is almost going to fly out of my hands and here, my dear life's life is hanging on a thin thread.

I got up from the bench and went into the chruch, to burn a candle and wish for my baby, to get up and walk with me again.

I went into the chruch, but it was empty, like a grave. No one was there, except the church's father, who was burning candles around, Jesus.

"Father, Why's the chruch empty?" I asked confused.

He looked around and gave a sad smile,"Maybe, no one's here in the town, son!" He smiled at me.

"But... Is it possible?" I asked still looking around.

"No." He looked at me closely, and all of a sudden, he smiled and said,"No, unless, a person, who truly wants to spend his time alone with God, complaining him, comes!" He gave me a meaningful look.

"Huh! No father, am not here to complain, just am here to confess. My guilt is killing me!" I replied looking down to hide my tears.

"Guilt never kill a person, unless, he's too weak to accept it! Remember, Child, every person in this world is a sinner, every one, feel the pain of guilt, some even, lose people for their mistake and let themselves drown in the pool of guilt, and that pool for them is an endless sea. Eventually their soul dies. But the one who stays up and accepts his guilt is the one, who survives and wins, the battle." He said and left.

I sat on a bench and looked at My Lord. He knows the pain am suffering from and he has to give me the strength to swim back to the shores and take a breath of relief.

I closed my eyes and prayed and got up, burned the candle and left.

Walking down the ceaseless abyss was breaking me part by part, but I wiped the tears ànd sat on a bench again.

Looking up to the dark sky, I remembered the past week.

"Dad! I don't need your money!" I said coldly sitting on my chair.

"That, low class woman, spelled on you and now you're ready to make me feel, like am the outsider!" He yelled at me.

I took a deep breath and looked at him,"Don't speak and leave my office as my father, or I've other ways!" I pointed at the door.

"You bloody dog, you just wait and watch, how much you need my support, you'll get to know it in these few days!" He slammed his fist and left the office.

I swapped my hand on my face and sighed.

After, that, all of a sudden the investors started, backing from my company one by one. I was helpless, I don't have money, for my employess and I know, one by one they're also going to leave me.

I opened my wife's journal.

25/03/20: You must be thinking, where I've been? The past few days were so beautiful and the way he behaved, caring and amazing. He did realised his mistake. I was so happy but the day ends and the night begins...

His family, is the wealthiest family, of Paris. His father Ashton Black, is the most sucessful heir of their immensely huge property, after his grandpa Johnathan Black, who gave this property a powerful name. I belong to a simple family, like my father Haikus Warnaco left my mother Malina Walker and me, alone, because he never loved my mother and he was an asshole, i guess. My mother was an amasing woman, who supported me all this while, until the day she met an accident and died. We had a small but very demanding bakery, infront of our small house. She also liked my baby and appreciated his love for me after we both got engaged, but his family, they never liked me, because they wanted my baby to get married to another girl, in demand of extending their buisness.

Like yesterday, we went to his family gathering, after this long time, meeting his mother and grandmother was the toughest task for me, cause they hated me to their core. First we entered everyone welcomed Liam with warm hugs along with that girl, whom his family choosed as their daughter in law, and me? They welcomed me with fake smile and scowl faces. But Liam held me by my waist and we walked inside and pulled me on his lap, since their was no place for me to sit.

His grandmother got up and glared at me and said,"Liam, has this girl made you forgot all the manners?"

She stated calmly but, it made me shiver and I shifted on his lap.

"That, you should ask yourself, wherther you have manners and little bit of this impression, that she's my fiancee and before, this b***h Rihanna" He pointed at the girl, who his family wants for him,"she should get a place to sit with us!" He stated rather rudely.

"This is the way, you're talking to your grandma?" Liam's mother protested.

"I apologise but she shouldn't, again, try to pull this little stunt against my fiancee!" He stated rather sternly.

His mother rolled her eyes and sat back.

His grandfather died 2 years back and so his father enters and takes the middlemost sit to show who is the head now. Seeing, him I again shifted on Liam's lap.

He pulled me closer and wishpered,"Darling, don't shift or I won't be able to control myself anymore."

I looked at him and he smiled at me and I blushed shyly.

After dinner, we all stood up and I excused, myself for the washroom.

That girl Rihanna, came up to me and gave me a sinister smile, I ignored her smirk and was about to leave when she started," So pathetic you!" She pointed at me,"you still think he loves you?" She smirked.

"What do you mean?" I asked politely.

"Have you ever heard of mistress? That's what you're for him!" She spat so hatefully with a scowl on her face.

"I didn't get you!" I looked at her coldly.

"Are you really, this stupid or you put up an act to be this stupid, huh? He engaged you, since 1 year and still he has no plan to marry you!" It was as if like someone splashed a bucket of ice water on my face.

"It's not what you, think!" I stated gritting my teeth.

"Then what it is?" She replied with a smirk.

"You're noone to me, so I don't feel it important to explain!" I spat back and left.

We went home and after our small session on bed, I destroyed everything:(:(:(

That's it dairy, byee:)

I remember that day, we were lying on the bed panting hard, she said,"Baby?"

"hmm!" I replied, looking at the ceiling.

"When, are we going to get married?" She asked, I looked at her.

"What?" I asked her frowning.

She looked down and continued,"Let's get married." She looked at me with those puppy eyes.

"I'm going out, I've some work to do!" I needed some fresh air to think about it, is she crazy she's pursuing her MBA and , all of a sudden, what marriage? I have not planned yet to get married, like not because, I don't love her but because, my company, I just established it a year back and now it's coming back on track and there's lot in marriage. Huh! I sighed and sat on my chair when, a soft knock came from the door.

"Come in!" I said.

Maria entered with a guilty face and came upto my table hanging her head low!

I went to her and hugged her and kissed her forehead when, she said something that boiled my blood,"You want me as your mistress, right?"

I clenched my jaw and made her look at me,"What did you say, repeat it again!" I yelled at her and she took few steps back.

I slapped her and pushed her out of my office and said,"Don't you dare enter, here, with your filthy tongue!" She quietly sobbed but turned away and left and that fueled my anger more. I sat their huffing and massaging my head.

The next day, I went to our room and found her still sleeping," Am I paying for you to sleep, all day in that expensive college?" I shouted and pulled her out of the bed painfully twisting her wrist.

"ouch! Li.. Liam, y..you ma..made my friends so, af..afraid tha..that, they don't talk to me and I feel alone!" wishepered stuttering.

I clenched my jaw and punched her at her face, that blood came out of her face,"Ahh.." she screamed so hard as if something broke, but I cared less.

I held an handful of her hair and brought her face closer, " Get ready in five minutes!" I pushed her and left.

That, f*****g of a b***h Rihanna, oh f**k! She ruinned my that day, f**k me! I'll take revenge from all of them, who made me show my monstrous side to my baby.