Pathetic loser.
1504 Words
Freda was met with the sight of Hannah and Jackson sharing a passionate kiss while sitting on the edge of the bed.
Hannah wore a white skirt and was only partially dressed, with her bra exposed, while Jackson wore a white singlet and black shorts, leaving Freda speechless and heartbroken.
Their eyes were shut and they were so invested in the moment, unable to realise that Freda had just stepped inside the room.
“Wh… what the hell!” Freda exclaimed while stuttering, her eyes widening in shock as she stared at the intimate scene before her.
Freda's hands went numb, the cake and box of chocolates falling onto the floor with a resounding crash, mirroring the shattering of her heart.
The world around her seemed to freeze in time as she took in the sight before her.
It was horrific.
“Fre… Freda!” Jackson exclaimed as he quickly opened his eyes, pushing Hannah away from him.
Jackson swallowed, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as he faced Freda, a surprised look on his face which almost looks like if he was simply surprised that Freda caught him in the act.
‘Or what he surprised because of something else?’
Freda's trembling lips struggled to form Hannah's name as she stared, stunned and betrayed, at the girl she once considered a sister.
Freda was only seven years old when her mother passed away. Two years later, her father remarried a woman with children of her own, bringing three new step-siblings into Freda's life which includes; two boys and one girl.
“I am your fiance, Jackson. Why on earth would you betray me like this?”
In response to Freda's words, Hannah angrily approached her, giving mockery words of encouragement.
“I… I and Jackson have been engaged for over a year now so wh-“
‘Bang!’
Before Freda could complete her sentence, Hannah landed a heavy slap on Freda's cheek, prompting the world around her to suddenly seize into existence as she found herself falling onto the ground.
Before Freda could comprehend what was happening to her, her eyelids immediately felt heavy and within the next second, a void of darkness filled her.
***
‘Splash!’
The sound of a bucket of water being splashed on the face of Freda could be heard which was followed by the devious laughter of Hannah that erupted through the entire room.
Freda fluttered her eyelashes a few times, gradually opening her eyes to find Hannah's icy gaze piercing into her
Currently, Hannah was squatting beside Freda, crossing her arms over her chest and wearing a sneering grin.
“Hello, sister,” Hannah muttered with a mockery tune, rising from her squatting position as she made her way towards the bedside table.
Freda swallowed, her hands pressing against the floor as she forced herself to rise up from the floor.
She used the back of her hand to wipe her face while smiling warmly. “Hannah. I had a very weird dream that you and my boyfriend were both having a romantic moment…”
“Babe, here’s your cup of coffee.”
Before Freda could complete her sentence, Jackson's voice suddenly cut her off.
Quickly, she shifted her gaze towards the door where Jackson's voice had come from.
He wore a black suit while his trousers matched the suit and his hair was neatly styled.
Freda smiled, her cheeks turning crimson red as she watched as Jackson strode towards her.
Freda had expected Jackson to hand over the cup of coffee to her because she assumed that Jackson had just spoken to her.
To her greatest surprise, Jackson walked past her as he made his way towards Hannah who he handed over the cup of coffee to. “Here you go, babe.” Jackson purred, leaning his face closer to Hannah as he planted a kiss on her lips.
‘Gasp!’
Freda gasped in surprise as she instantly began immobile. ‘Wh… what the hell is happening?’ Freda questioned herself while taking a step back in fright.
‘Am… am I still dreaming?’ Freda questioned no one in particular, scared to accept the harsh reality that was right before her.
“Freda, now that you are awake, I want you out of my house this instant.” Jackson spat coldly, leaning away from Hannah's face.
‘Gasp!’
Once more, Freda couldn’t help herself but gasp in surprise, stunned by Jackson's words.
She fluttered her long lashes, before staring at the floor and instantly… reality hit her harshly.
Freda's gaze fell upon the crumpled cake, the scattered box of chocolates, and the pool of water on the floor, evidence of the chaos that had just unfolded in the room.
“This… this is not a dream.”
Freda sputtered as her mouth quivered while her heart began to beat rapidly.
Tears streamed down from her eyes, colliding with her already wet cheek and a string felt as if it was launched into her heart. “This… this is not a dream.” She stuttered once more, trying to wrap up the reality that was placed before her.
“Freda!” Hannah yelled out the name of her step-sister in disgust. “I and Jackson have been in love for two years now, so get your ass out of his house because obviously, what you are currently seeing is not a dream.” Hannah brimmed.
She sounded so delighted that her words were intentionally hurting Freda.
“You heard her right. Get the hell out of here,” Jackson coldly uttered.
“How… How could…. How could you do this to me? How could you betray our love, our trust, our future? We… We've been together for five years, engaged for one. How could you throw all that away?”
“Shut up your filthy mouth Freda! Did you possibly think I am in love with you?” Jackson scoffed, in disgust. “I can never be with you, Freda. You have no share in your father's company and you are poor, foolish and naive.”
He stepped away from Hannah as he walked up towards Freda, gazing deep into her eyes.
“You promised to… you promised to start up a family with me.” Freda stammered, her lips quivering as she was so scared to hear the hurtful words of Jackson.
“Did you really think I would want to start a family with you? I mean, you want me to start a wretched family with you? How pathetic!” Jackson mocked, throwing a mouthful of saliva on Freda’s face.
“You…”
‘Why did his personality change all of a sudden?’
Freda's voice rose in anguish as she clutched his suit jacket, desperation coloring her words, “You said you loved me, Jackson! You promised… you promised to never hurt me so why are you doing this…”
Quickly, Hannah hastened her steps to save Jackson from the firm grips of Freda. “Get that filthy hands of yours away from my man!” She yelled, yanking Freda’s hands away from Jackson's suit.
“Freda, you have been dating Jackson since you were nineteen and you are always talking about starting a family, but did you ever stop to think about the fact that you're broke? Do you think a man like Jackson wants a family with a woman like you?” Hannah purred mockingly.
“Why did… what did I do… we are sist…”
All Freda could think of was ‘Why?’
She wanted to ask Hannah the reason why she was dating Jackson. She wanted to remind Hannah that they are sisters and most importantly, Freda wanted to ask Hannah ‘What she did do to deserve such betrayal’
Hannah has always been the type of person who fights to take anything Freda has.
It began with their father’s love; Hannah would get into trouble and blame Freda, manipulating their father into seeing her as the problem.
Freda was used to being treated poorly by her stepmother and step-siblings, but she never imagined that Hannah would add to the list of injustices by stealing her fiance.
‘What else do I even have for Hannah to steal from me?’ Freda mused within herself.
Currently, she tried to speak, but no words were able to roll out of her mouth because the shock and heartbreak had rendered her speechless,
“Why are you still standing there like an hurt puppy? Either leave or I'll throw you out myself. You're pathetic, and you have no place here anymore.”
Before Freda could summon up the courage to respond to Jackson's words, Hannah scoffed and without warning she poured the entire cup of hot coffee on Freda body.
“Arrrrrrghhh!” Freda screamed in pain, more beads of tears streaming down her eyes.
“Get the hell out of here, you worthless wretch!” Hannah snarl as she grabbed a fistful of Freda's hair and dragged her outside the house.
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