SAMANTHA (II)
[MARTHA's POV]
Michael has a secret. The only person that knows about his secret is me.
This secret is that he is in love with an older woman. A woman who is almost twice his age. I still can't wrap my head around how he is in love with someone like that. I'm not discriminating because they say 'age is just a number' but the woman in question can be passed as his mother but still.
I was never supposed to know but I had somehow gotten to know.
There was a day we had meetings at a secret quarter in Taobi. Seth had a L1 combatant training, I had a L3 combatant training but Michael had no hackers' meeting. Their meetings majorly hold online, so he was the only one at home.
I felt weird when I had to pass through the area where my traumatic years had occurred. We were half way into the journey and my dad noticed I started looking pale so he had driven his car back and dropped me off at the gate.
Michael had invited his secret woman who out of want of security had asked him to bring her to his home. He had brought her to our house and they were wildly making out in the living room couch.
She was on the couch and Michael was hovering above her, with a leg on the floor. The angle at which he was hovering above her, shielded her upper body.
I opened the door to meet them in that compromising situation and I was shocked to say the least. Before entering, I had heard sloppy sounds but I didn't register it to be anything as all I wanted was to get to my room.
"Oops! I am so sorry" I said, shocked at the picture my brain was seeing.
His right hand was on a large boob and his other hand behind her head. He was in between her legs but they were still covered in their lower pelvic regions.
I raced up the stairs out of embarrassment but not before I saw her face.
Her hair was dishevelled and her face was flushed.
She was a slim lady with a glossy skin. She had slender eyebrows and velvety lashes that batted at me as her chest heaved due to surprise at seeing me. Her sea nymph ears were perked upwards in alert like a rabbit. Her actions were cute!
Her snub nose was flashed and her small eyes were glossily dazed. Her thin lips were firm shut and I knew she was pissed at the interruption. I did be too if I was in her shoes.
"I'm so sorry Samantha. No one was supposed to be home!" I heard Michael plead.
"No it's nothing. It is my mistake" she said.
"What do you mean by that?" Michael asked.
I didn't like where the dialogue was going and I wondered how he was feeling since it was affecting him directly.
"What are we doing Michael? Just what is all this? I am… I am forty two years old and you are barely twenty. What do you think this is? What do you think people would say? What…?"
"Sam, can you just stop with the whats? Can you concentrate on us? You, me! You are forty two years young to me and I..I love you Sam. You are beautiful, smart…"
"Just stop Mike" she said with a crack in her voice and I felt sad.
"I love you too and you know that, but the reality is what it is" she said with a note of finality in her words.
"What is it?" asked Michael and I could hear the uncertainty in his voice.
He wasn't ready for what she had to say. I wasn't ready also.
"We can't be together. I am grateful you tried to make this work and I was ready to let this work, give it a chance…give us a chance but with the timely interruption…" she said and I knew she was referring to me.
"...I think we should take a break"
"Does that mean we are not over?" Michael asked and I could hear a hint of hope in his voice.
"I'd call you when I'm settled about us. It's about time I picked up Levi. His school should be over now"
"Can I come with you?" asked Michael
"I don't think that's a good idea" she said and two minutes later, I heard the door close signifying her exit.
I opened the door to my room, feeling saddened than when I came in. Fifteen long and excruciating minutes later, I heard steps on the stairs and I knew it was Michael. He was definitely in a sour mood!
I heard the door to his room open and close and I released a breath I didn't know I was holding.
Two days later I had approached him and surprisingly, he was not pissed at me. He said it was meant to happen sooner or later but he is still hoping she did give him a chance. It was evident he has lost a glow about himself. She hasn't called him back though and the latest he heard of her is that she just got back with her ex husband.
Threatening to tell Seth about it was childish and insensitive and I should not have done that.
"Martha Jordan!" I heard Lily call from outside.
Zooming out of my reverie, I answered, "Yeah Lily Mark"
The door opened and in she walked with Michael at her back, pulling her bag.
"Pls help take her things to my room. She did be staying with me" I said in awkwardness.
"Sure" he answered, avoiding my eyes.
I could only watch his retreating figure as he matched up the stairs. I did make it up to him. As he reached the top of the stairs and out of my line of sight, I was finally able to assess Lily.
"Looking sassy young lady" I complimented her.
"Always keeping it lit convalescent" she teased.
"You are lucky I'm on this wheelchair, you did be picking your tooth off the floor now"
"Yes warrior" she joked and I laughed.
She wore a white mini skirt and a black crop top with boots that reached her knees. She let her hair down and her ears held small silver loop earrings. Her olive skin was popping as her lip gloss was equally glossing.
She looked very beautiful and… very feminine!
"Is Marcus here yet?" Lily asked and her eyes searched around.
"No he isn't…not yet" I replied.
"The rat! He lied to me that he was here."
"Was that why you dressed up this good and…sexy?" I asked playfully.
She immediately coughed out some Ice cream she had placed in her mouth from my bowl.
"What? How can you think such? Definitely not! Me, Marcus! It's a no…no" she said with a laugh. She was giving so much explanations, I only asked playfully though!