Loss and Love

The Bitter Truth

EMILY’s POV.

“Babe.. you have to tell me what is happening?” Richard said.

“I am fine..I am fine.” I said , my voice trembling.

“But your voice is trembling, and you are sweaty.” Richard said, cupping my face.

“I am fine..it’s just my period.” I lied and two steps back from him.

“Oh..okay. Should I drop you off?” He asked.

“I am fine.. do not worry, I already texted my driver. He will be here soon.” I lied through gritted teeth.

“Okay, take care.” He said, and kissed my forehead.

Faking a smile, I quickly walked out of his office. Wiping my forehead as soon as i was in the elevator, my whole body was shaking with anger.

Taking my phone out of my purse, I called my private detective.

“Hello.. are you free?” I asked as soon as he picked up the phone.

“Yes I am free, any problem Miss?”He asked, avoiding my surname, as he knows that I hate bing addressed that way.

“Yes, can you help me do something?” I asked, stepping out of the elevator and walked to the parking lot.

“Sure ma’am. Text me.” He said and hung up the call.

I opened the car door, and sat in the back seat of the car. “Welcome back ma’am.” My driver said, as he woke up from his nap.

“I am sorry, I did not mean to wake you up.” I apologized.

“Do not apologize ma’am, I am sorry I was sleeping on the job.” He said, feeling guilty.

“No, no. Do not say that, I stressed you a lot last night and the night before. My sincere apologies.” I said, with a small smile.

The driver smiled in returned and turned on the car’s ignition, driving out of the parking lot.

I took my phone out and sent a text message out to my private detective, instructing him to find out everything about my step brother, who he meets and where he meets them.

Tossing my phone on the car’s seat, I closed my eyes, hoping to calm my mind. But my thoughts slowly drifted to that letter and the instructions that accompanied it.

I felt so used and betrayed, my own boyfriend was working hand in hand with my arch enemy to bring me down.

I loved Richard with all I had, I was ready to accept his flaws and be with him through thick and thin. I did retuning I could to ensure he never had a reason to complain. I agree that sometimes we do have our fights, but it is a normal thing amongst couples, why did my boyfriend do this to me?

My mind slowly drifted to the first day I saw him, wearing a navy blue suit, waiting in the rain. I approached him and asked what was wrong.

He spoke with such a soft voice that I could not help but fall in love with him. Ever since that day, he has always called me to ask how my day went. Always gave me a listening ear when I needed one. He was the perfect man, and he did everything for me, without asking to see what was under my skirt.

I was obsessed with him and immediately accepted his proposal. We were the happiest couple, a loving boyfriend and his girlfriend.

Opening my eyes, I realized the driver was pulling up into my driveway.

I sighed, for it was all a part of their plan to bring me down.

I opened the car door and stepped out. Hurriedly walked to my room, I needed a bath to get rid of the dirt on me.

As soon as I got to my room, I took my clothes off and stepped into the shower. As the cold water cascaded down my skin, I scrubbed my body really hard , hoping to wash away all of Richard’s touch and kisses.

Deciding that I have scrubbed my body enough, I stepped out of the bathroom and padded myself dry using a clean towel.

My phone made a “ding” sound, picking it up, I saw that I got a text from my private detective. Tossing the phone aside, I changed into my pajamas and sat in my bed.

My hands trembled as I opened the file attached to the text. My eyes widened as I read further, taking in the details of what my step brother and boyfriend had been up to. It was worse than I could have imagined. I felt sick to my stomach. As I continued to read, I felt my anger building. This man had betrayed me, lied to me and taken advantage of my trust.

I thought back to the times we had been spent together, and it all felt like a lie.

“ I can not believe they planned such evil, such treachery against me.” I said aloud, my voice shaking with emotion.

“How could he be so cruel, how could he be so heartless?” . I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself.

I knew I needed to think rationally and figure out what to do next. I paced bark and forth in my room, running through the different scenarios in my head. Then I heard a sound from the other room, and my heart jumped into my throat.

I sat up straight, listening intently. Had someone broken into my house? Did Richard come back to check up on me? Did he come back to execute his plans? Is he with my step brother? Are they here to finally put an end to my life?

I slowly crept to the door, my breath caught in my throat as I heard footsteps, slow and deliberate, coming from the living room.

I backed away from the door, my kids racing. What if it was my boyfriend? Did he find out I read the letter? Has he come to confront me?

As the footsteps grew closer, I tried to think of a plan, but my thoughts were a jumble of fear and confusion.

“Emily” a voice called.