Willa
What? Did Damian just deny not knowing me? Maybe I didn't hear him clearly.
"Damian, what are you doing here with this lady?" I asked him
He laughed sarcastically like I said something funny.
"You must be out of your mind for asking me such a question." He replied
I felt dejected. Was Damian denying me because of the lady with him?
I wasn't going to give in to this. He is my husband and he shouldn't be seen with other ladies outside.
I looked at the lady standing beside him and eyed her from head to toe. What a slut she is for trying to steal another woman man.
"What did you just call me?" I heard the lady spoke fuming angrily at me.
Oh my gosh!
Did I just say this out. I thought I said it in my mind.
I'm doomed. Damian won't forgive me for insulting the lady.
I looked at him in the eyes and they were throwing daggers at me.
The lady came closer to me ready to pounce on me if I should pass my boundary again.
"Repeat what you said" the lady spoke
"How dare you good for nothing call me a slut?" She asked me.
I looked at Damian in the face expecting him to say something but reverse was the case.
"You bitch, who do you think you are that made you have the guts to speak to me rudely?" She asked me angrily
Who am I? I'm a nobody.
My family's life depends on Damian.
I didn't reply the lady but looked away hiding the tears that was about to fall from my eyes.
I looked at Damian one last time with the hope that he would prevent the lady from lashing out words at me but he only kept mute and acted like he wasn't concerned.
I decided to take my leave since he still denied not knowing me.
As I took a step, I felt someone pulled my hair from behind making me to almost fall.
I turned my back and I saw it was the lady.
"Where do you think you're going? How dare you walk out on me?" She asked me angrily with a loud voice which drew the attention of passerby.
My head was hurting due to the way the lady pulled my hair.
I couldn't retaliate. All I could do was stare at the lady.
The lady raised her hand to hit me that was when Damian interfered. He hurriedly stopped the lady from hitting me.
He dragged her to his car and the lady kept on cursing at me till Damian closed the door to the car.
He was about entering the car as well when he looked at me and eyed me disgustingly. He entered into the car and zoomed off.
Immediately they left, I bowed my head down in shame and took my leave.
All eyes were already on me and some were mummering negative words within themselves. I couldn't wait to hear them again so I hastened my speed.
When I got home, I ran to my room, locked the door behind and fell to the ground. Freshly hot tears started pouring out from my face.
Few minutes later, I heard someone shouting my name. I went downstairs to see who it was and it turned out to be Damian.
"What was the meaning of that drama you displayed earlier?" He asked me with an angry voice.
"Haven't I warned you never to cross your boundaries with me. Can't I have peace of mind in my own house again?" He shouted and rubbed his face
I couldn't reply any of his questions rather I started crying but he wasn't moved by my tears.
"Listen to me carefully, Willa, if you know what is good for you, don't provoke me in this house else, I will make your stay in my house a living hell" he said and walked away stomping his feet hard on the ground.
I was lost in my own thought and didn't realize Damian wasn't with me anymore. I felt the urge to use the restroom that was when I knew Damian had gone. I hurriedly ran to my room.
Days went by and Damian still avoided me in the house like a plague. He refused to talk to me even when I tried bringing up a discussion, he would yell at me.
I concluded within myself not to worry too much about him anymore. I can't keep worrying myself over a man that doesn't care about me. All he knows how to do best was yell at me at any opportunity he gets.
One night, I was watching movie in the living room and there was still no sight of Damian in the house. I checked the time and I saw it was almost midnight.
I didn't bother to call him even though a part of me was eager to know where he was by this time of the night.
I restrained myself from calling him and I waited for a while with the hope that he would be home soon. When it was 1am, I was already feeling dizzy so I switched off the TV and was about going to my room when the door opened.
I looked back to see who it was and I saw Damian coming in. He was drunk as usual.
I wanted to ignore him and allow him find his way to his room by himself but something came to my mind.
"If I should leave him in the living room, he would sleep there and not go to his room" I thought.
I moved closer to him and realized he was reeking badly of alcohol. My eyes caught sight of a lipstick stain on the collar of his shirt.
"So, he got drunk while frolicking around with women" I said inwardly
"I haven't had the opportunity to kiss him talk less of hugging and here he was giving other women access to cling around him" I said jealously
I tapped my head to get myself out of that silly thought I'm having. He can never love someone like me.
"How many bottles did you drink?" I asked him even though I knew I wasn't going to get any response from him.
He wasn't aware I was right in front of him. If he was aware, he would have raised his voice at me.
I helped him to his room and laid him on the bed. I helped him to remove his cloth since it was smelling of alcohol. While doing this, he vomited.
I had no choice but to get a napkin and clean him up. After I was done, I stood up to take my leave when I felt a firm grip on my wrist.
I looked back and saw Damian holding me back with his eyes wide opened. He drew me to himself and placed his lips on mine leaving me in shock.