Ep 3( HARDER NEIGHBOUR NEXT DOOR, AGATHA'S HUSBAND..PART ONE)
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BLUEBELL'S POV
"Mama" My little angel ran towards me and I watched helplessly thinking that she will trip.
"Careful baby,"I warned as I walked over to embrace her.
"Martin Thompson," Jay acknowledged.
"Good to see you Mr. Young and Bluebell,"He stated with a graceful smile.
"She is Mrs.Young. I put a ring on it," Jay boasted with a smirk.
"Of course you did," Martin chuckled and I recalled of our little plan to smash in the basement.
I should tell you this guys. No woman who is happy in her relationship will ever cheat on his husband with some dude to trash her family just like that. When a woman loves, she loves deeply.
All this unfaithfulness starts when he cheats. That is when you even realise that there is something that you are not giving and some woman out there is really giving to him so well that he thinks of divorcing you every f*****g time.
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Jay rarely apologises when he is wrong.He will always find a way of turning things on me to make me look the bad person. Every damn time.
There is this time I wanted him to accompany my step-mother for shopping as I start preparing dinner and he started lashing out on me that I was failing as a wife and the mother of his two babies.
Actually, that was not the case since he overstayed at work and run late to buy turkey in time. However, I was still a bad person. Oh no! He was cheating and that's why he come to me with that attitude.
How could I have missed that?
Maybe if he would be a cool man to apologize when he is wrong, I would have told him that I found out about his affair. But since Jay is Jay, he might just be thrilled to leave and pin point some mistakes of mine and that means giving him a gateway to his forbidden passions. I never wanted to risk that. Not now.
Despite all that, I wanted him home. I was married to him for 6 years and all the love I had for him could not just halt at once. I wanted him, I wanted him to tell me what I did wrong. I wanted him to play dirty with me and f**k me in this obscene places that people equate to bring fun.
I want him in my f*****g car, behind a tree in the park. In my basement, when my friends are over for dinner. In the community swimming pool.
Sometimes it's just where you do it that makes it more fulfilling. Maybe, our usual bedroom affairs was boring to him.
Normally, I would lose it when a man asks me out. I would just show them my ring and tell them to keep off.
But since he played me for a fool, I was thinking of walking around the streets chanting out that I want to cheat on my husband because he is cheating on me with a w***e.
Men lie to us and we allow them to. I don't know about you but he cheated on me. The man of my dreams cheated on me.
Love is overrated and even if they don't want it on the first or the second date, all this men want to do is to f**k.
The whole cheating on me thing justifies me to f**k Martin in the basement. I know I should feel bad for Agatha but I cannot.
I used to be the good Bluebell till he stabbed my heart with unfaithfulness. If your husband wants to cheat on you with me Agatha, I can't let the opportunity slip off my hand. If it's not with me, then it will be someone else, probably this cheap whores.
The bitches don't define the cheating, your man is just hoeing.
I wanted to feel less pain, I wanted to drive someone nuts. I wanted to reel back real quick and heal from this terrible thing that was weighing me down.
"She is not single," Jay's insecurities were placed in the open snapping me from my frenzy thoughts.
How can I have all that in my mind and think about it in a very short time... I am not okay really. I am stressed and f****d up.
The thought of Jay being jealous of another man being around me made me giggle. At least he still wants me for himself.
How selfish though?
"You don't have to be salty, he has a wife called Agatha," I stated that and it brought me back to my thoughts concerning collecting the visible sign that I had not noticed ever since.
He missed all this neighborhood meetings for he was busy cheating.
However, there is light at the end of the tunnel. I knew that he was insecure of men being around me and I would use that to hurt him properly.
I continued kissing my baby and embracing her. She is the best thing that has ever happened to me and she is the one giving me the strength to go on even if my husband is usually all over another woman.
"Isn't it wierd that he is here?He hardly talks to anyone. What did he want?"Jay threw daggers at me with his eyes still fuming over Martin being with me.
I wish you knew that I was going to have s*x with him you i***t. If the thought of him here pissed you, what about s*x? I am sure it will break you.
"Mama, I want to see my brother,"My baby who was struggling to speak dragged me to the house.
"Moss is asleep baby,"
"But I want to show him this tiny doll aunty bought for him,"
"What did you say baby?"
Even when I wanted to let things slide, this woman just comes up every damn time.
"YOUR BROTHER IS ASLEEP!"I yelled at my baby scaring her off and she ended up crying.
"Stop yelling at Rossy like that," Jared made his entrance embracing my daughter. I had not noticed he had lagged behind.
Was he answering her texts or something?
"What's the matter with you?" He nagged.
"Nothing,"I walked to the kitchen and noisily opened the wine glasses compartment.
I took out one glass and wanted to throw it against the wall but I saw it to be more dramatic.
I walked back to the bedroom and found him staring at our baby. He pretended to be clueless and that ignited my anger even more.
"Ouch,"I cried from the bathroom as I slid on the blue flowered walls as the stinging pain continued wearing me out.
"Bell, are you alright?"
"It's just a cut,"
"Can I see it baby?"
"Yeah, come in,"I hushed as my blood dripped on the white tiles.
"That's a big cut,"Jared warned.
"Let me get a gauze in the basement. "
"Alone?"
"Look after Moss, I will be fine," I took the stairs to the basement.
"Tell aunty to buy me a dress. She seems good," I belted.
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