June
I had to wait for my shift was over. The pain and terror that came with listening to his wild voice only sent fear through my veins. I knew what he wanted to talk about, this was what I was avoiding. The confrontation, the deceit and betrayal playing before my eyes. I didn't want anything else than to be out of this loop of pain, the pain that was caused by him. I pulled in the driveway and I held on to the memory of Damian, that was what kept my legs moving towards the mansion. I thought of escaping everything all together, at the entrance of the estate but I knew better.
I was graced with the silence that hovered in the living room. Lucas was still in his office wear, a few buttons came undone a glass of vodka in hand while the other was deep into his pockets as he paced. I could feel his anger from two steps before him. His eyes met mine, we paused drinking in the moment of what once was. I could have sworn that I saw the twirl of emotions around the room of his eyes but then I knew better. I knew better than letting me get swayed by his feigned acts of pleasure. He stretched his hands towards the chair raising up the brown envelope and dropping it before me. The sound of the file sounded like a thud in my ears.
"What the hell is this?"
"Exactly what it looks like. Do you want me to read it for you?" I gulped not knowing where the words came from. Confrontation was difficult for me, that was my weakness. He use it to take hold of me and I hated that he had that much control over my emotions. Not my desires, my raw emotions that made me despise myself.
"Don't play coy with me, June. I thought you wouldn't be stupid enough to pull this stunt with me." The words escaped his mouth and they became like fire setting the course through my ears. I hated it.
"I don't understand, Lucas. You hate me. All of your actions these last few weeks had proven that. I have tried to manage the situation. What is left? When you are busy pining over a woman, bending low beneath her thighs and worshipping her." I bathed at him. The fire inside me turned to anger.
"Watch your fucking mouth?!"
"Or what Lucas?! " I fumed. "What are you going to do? Haven't you shattered me enough? You brought your whore to this house only to get her pregnant." I sighed. He kept quiet sipping his drink. I took two step forward. I was still in my scrubs and this wasn't how I planned to spend my evening. I wanted to relax after the tension at the hospital. "What happened to us Lucas? Why can't we just fix this. You used to to look at me with so much admiration. You cared for me and you didn't give me any reasons to doubt you? Why her? Why choose her to wreck everything we've built over the years..." My voice trailed with silence.
" We've built nothing over the years. Kyra is more of a woman you will ever be. Don't try to paint that we had something going on here. I knew when to let go and be happy but you choose to hold on to something that wasn't really there." My heart broke into shards again. "Since you are so vain, why didn't you hand them over to me yourself? It is an insult to me that you would send your wretched lawyer to drop this at my table. Have you mo shame June?"
I didn't know what else to say. He used every actions I had against me and I could feel his reluctance even before he said the words. Lucas looked over me, his presence was suffocating and he was a bit tipsy. I wondered why he needed to be drunk to confront me with this. Was he having a hard time facing this as I am? Even with his intentions clear as day, I could tell there was a secret buried underneath. Something that he had swore I would never know. I laid with this pain for years and since he had been one a stranger I could still tell if he was keeping something from me.
"Sign the papers Lucas and I will be out of your hair in no time." I managed to form the words.
He smashed the glass across the wall, I flinched in fear. "You are going to drop this divorce nonsense. I am not going to tell you twice."
I scoffed, shakily. "Then maybe you are the one that's out of your mind. You cannot keep me here since you've decided to keep another woman under your wing. I will not fold my hands and watch you humiliate me. "
He burst into laughter, coming closer and cupping my face in his large hands. "Hey, there isn't any need for that love. There's absolutely no need to humiliate you, when you are doing that to yourself already." He pushed me away from his face, I staggered backwards trying to hold on to anything solid.
Tears turned in my eyes as my hair loosened from the group that held it together in a bun. I was nothing but filth to him. Maybe there was no firm of emotions to hold on to other than hatred and disdain.
His dark curls disheveled, his lips formed into a devilish smirk. "You don't get to walk away June. A divorce will ruin us both, don't you get it. To save mine, I can just eat you out to the media of how you cheated and trust me, as long there's evidence you can convince the world s out anything. You see, I can destroy you and the pathetic life you've built with just the snap of my fingers. You will try to find your way back into the life you once revere and there would be nothing to get to hold on to."
My lower lips trembled. "You wouldn't do that to, Lucas." I whispered in fear.
"Do you want me to test that theory?* The darkness in his eyes made me fear what hewas capable of. Lucas was a man of his word and he can use that power and affluence to soothe that anger of his. I wasn't scared of it he could harm me now, but I was more scared of the disgrace if he truly brings me down just as he has promised. It was over. I knew better now. This marriage was beyond me, he saw he as a tool that was meant for his amusement. I bet Kyra was going to be happy now. She got what she wanted, he had her evil paws in the life of my husband, who was also her best friend...
"Push this and I will hire a team to bury you and everything you've built. You in your own little world would become history after I have made you the fucking villain." His threat landed like a punch in my guts. His water colour eyes was glinting in fury, like the ruthless strategist i once loved. My stomach churned, I couldn't tell him about the baby again. He didn't believe me even I told him the first time and he thought it was a plan to keep him from running into Kyra's arms. My hand went straight to my belly as if shielding this baby from the cruelty I was now facing in silence. There was nothing more painful than seeing the person you were living a life with turn on you and make you a tool for his own bidding. Kyra's pregnancy has already eclipsed mine in his twisted world he wouldn't listen to anything I have to say.
I kept quiet. "Say something, You whore! Tell me you are not going to pursue this. " The knot in my chest tightened as my silence enraged him further. "I know what you've been doing. I have noticed that you are jumping from one man to another. Maybe that's how you cope with not having me anymore. That's just the tip of the iceberg, I am going to break you until you have nothing left inside you to keep your life going." His voice was dripping venom as he stepped closer, grabbing my arm into a close embrace, staring me darkly into the eyes. The air crackled with old passion and new hate, my body betraying me with a flush I couldn't suppress. I shoved him backwards as he coldly brushed past me into his wing.
Alone again, I couldn't feel my legs. I found the chair and hugged myself as chills ran through my spine. I sank to the floor in anguish. I needed Damian, I remembered his touch and his steady gaze they kept me afloat. I needed to feel safe. I held on to the card, unable to make the decision as I fell into tears. Taking the next breath, the doorbell echoed like a song distracting me. I stumbled to the door answering, expecting Khloe. I opened the door and her slender body with a small belly bump was what I noticed first. I froze as Kyra stood there, a small bag in hand.
"Lucas asked me to come. You know, pregnant and all."