Obsession to rejection

THE CONFESSION

I woke up in a high ceiling room on a majestic bed. I moved slowly to sit upright. I could feel a slight headache; what happened to me? I heard voices whispering, “she is awake”.

Edward walked into the room wearing an armless shirt with joggers; his arms gave me goose bumps

“Thank God, she is awake”, he jumped on the bed with a broad smile on his cute face. I couldn’t move an inch; he was just too close to me

“Are you okay? Are you in pain?” He asked with his eyes locked unto mine.

“I am fine”, I said with a soft voice. My eyes shined with gratitude.

“The doctor came over; he said you are a bit stressed, and you need a bed rest for some days” I stared at his faces while he said those words.

“Bed rest?” I laughed out hard. I unwrapped myself from the blanket, stood and stretched my body. I looked at the gold wall clock. It is ten minutes past eight.

“Thank you so much for your hospitality but I am sorry I have to take my leave.”

“You have the job”, he cut in.

Oh geez!, I almost forgot why I was here.

“Thank you so much” he stood with a straight face.

“You can resume to your duty in four days, and all i require from you is to take good care of my father” , he made a fist with his hands and dashed out the room with his shoulders high.

Why the sudden change in look? I made my way out of the room and left the room silently.

As I walked home, my phone buzzed, and I dipped my hands into my mini purse for my phone. I scrolled through the phone, and I could see his several missed calls and messages from my mom and Alexis. I don’t even have the muscle to speak with anyone. I just couldn’t take my mind off what happened in the Brown hill’s villa.

Four days later, I started my job as a caregiver to Mr Thomas Brown hill despite my parents’ refusal. Working in the Brownhill has been fun after all. I find his luring words to have me warm his bed everyday loving. Our relationship goes from sour to sweet. I am totally in love with him. My body wants every touch of his.

It was a sunny afternoon; I walked silently into the Mr Thomas Brown hill’s room; he looks old and almost same age as my father. I treated him like my father. I took good care of him but then I was anticipating the arrival of my prince charming. I felt his absent because there was no one to bother me. Am I really missing him? I am so ashamed of myself right now!

Edward arrived from his trip to Atlanta Georgia. He looked fagged out; I peeped from Mr Thomas to have a glance of him. He approaches his father’s room with a red rose flower; hurriedly, I went to have a seat close to his father. Mr Thomas smiled while I take my seat.

“Father…….” He called out his father with his elated voice. His father opened his arm to hug his only son while on bed. My joy knew no bound as I saw him.

“Son” Mr Thomas said with his cackled voice. He hugged his father with teary eyes. This baffled me as I find it hard to see someone of his personality cry. His father sniffled the rose flower and handed it over to his son who gently placed it in a vase beside the dressing table.

He cleared his throat and turned to me “I would like to see you in my room now.” He held my hand and led me to his room. In my thought, he was s about to bother me again.

Victoria came visiting almost every day. I find myself scowling and cursing her under my breath. As we were about to enter the room, I heard a familiar voice calling ‘Edward’.

I cursed under my breath, here comes the witch. Edward shook his head as he turned to look at her. He left my hand and walked towards her.

“Holding hands with her, he led her to the room. "Hey, sweetie” he said in his baritone voice. Quickly, I tiptoed to the room which is half close. I peeped into the room through the half-closed door. I could see Edward sitting on the couch. I was hissing out of jealousy.

She leaned forward to peck him " my charming man"

Edward eyebrows raised "man! C'mon"

"Can't you be my man?" She asked with a soft voice almost winking at him. He laughed hysterically and he rolled on the floor holding his belly. Victoria's eye became red, her body boils with anger.

He tried to comport himself as he clears his throat" I'm sorry, sweetie, you are such a beautiful lady but i can't be your man." My heart melts as he said these words. There was sudden silence in the room. I looked left and right the hallway just to be sure no one sees me peeping into his room. I leaned closer to the door as their voices went faint.

"Why?" Victoria breaks the silence with a sad voice.

" You are like a sister I never had."

This response from Edward brought Victoria to tears rolling down her cheek. He moved closer to her to cuddle her. Suddenly, Victoria freed herself from his arm. She wiped her tears and stood firm. She glanced at him. Her face shines bright again.

He cleared his throat "well...I have been meaning to tell you about my newfound woman"

My heart pounded continuously as I held my chest. He has a woman, yet he flirts with me. I feel hurt. I looked through the tiny hole at Victoria, she looked perplexed and helpless "poor woman."

Victoria asked curiously " who is this your newfound women?"

" My dad's caregiver, Jennifer."

Did he just mention my name?

"He is such a joker", I muttered under breath with a smile.

"You can't be serious.” Victoria sat well and gazed at him.

"Actually, I am planning on proposing to her next week “ he said with a stern voice.

"You barely know her."

He looked away from her. His jaw became sharp. Victoria couldn't control the tears as she hurriedly left for the bathroom. Edward walked towards the door, quickly, I headed for his dad's room with my heavy footsteps standing at the door.

I was speechless. All this while, he actually love me. My heart race faster as his words lingered in my head.

Victoria stormed out of the room like a wounded lion. Few steps from me, she stopped staring at me. I froze. All of a sudden,there was a break in silence;

"I am also getting married. " Victoria screamed loudly.

“To whom?” I wonder giving her an innocent look.At this point I was perplexed, Edward hurried out of his room, his eyebrows furrowed.

"To whom?" He asked walking towards us with a stern look. I smelled trouble as I was curious to know whom she was getting married to.