I carry my shopping bags up the stairs since it was awfully quiet today.
"Theo!" I call out walking up the stairs. No answer.
Going into our room I put my bags in the closet. Taking a shower to get rid of the sweat before slipping my white maternity dress. I dial Theo's number and it goes directly into voice mail.
Deciding to make spaghetti and beef meatballs. After that, I take a mango and strawberry smoothie.
I try to call Theo once am done with the dishes and there's no answer. I call Colin, he sure must know where he is.
"Hey, sis," Colin answers on the second ring.
"Hey, have you seen Theo? I have been trying to call him but it goes directly into voicemail."
"No," Colin answers immediately making me furrow my brows. Colin is lying and if he is lying then Theo is doing something I don't approve of.
"You are lying. Come on, please tell me." I plead.
"Just so you know I told him it's a bad idea to go see Isabella in jail even if she is pregnant with his alleged child. That woman is a snake." Colin tells me and I gulp.
"He's been seeing Isabella?" I ask, my heart now beating wildly.
"Yes. For weeks now." Colin responds and I let out a breath since the doctor warned me not to get stressed or anything like that. I hear the front door opening and closing.
"He's back I guess. We'll talk tomorrow okay?"
"Alright. Love you." He says and I smile.
"Love you too," I say before hanging up. The bedroom door opens and I turn to look at Theo standing there with a white T-shirt and blue jeans with white vans.
"How was your day?" Theo asks walking to the closet.
Not even a kiss or how was your day my love?
"It was fine," I say logging into my Instagram account to check people's stories.
"Okay." He says walking to the bathroom and locking the door.
I roll my eyes and text Mia about me going to the photoshoot she had tomorrow with her. She replied in a matter of seconds saying she will pick me up.
Theo gets out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped on his waist. He walks to the closet to probably get something to wear for bed.
"I will be going with Mia to a photoshoot tomorrow," I say still scrolling through the Insta stories.
"No." He replies.
"I will. Cause you know why?" I ask.
"You will not go. It's not safe for you and the babies." He concludes.
"I will not stay locked up in this house alone while you go and visit your ex!" I shout.
"How did you find out?" He asks and I let out a frustrated sigh.
"That's what you are worried about? How I found out?" I counter. When he doesn't say anything I stand up and walk out of the room. Theo follows calling my name.
"Where are you going for fucks sake!" He yells and I turn to him.
"In the guest room. Leave me alone!" I shout locking the door.
"You are being childish!"
"Am I?"
"Yes! People talk about stuff and try to solve them not what you are doing!"
"You went to see the woman who kidnapped me, almost had me rapped, and threatened to kill my babies! Then you didn't tell me! Couples tell each other stuff, that's how it's supposed to be!" I scream tears flowing uncontrollably.
"I'm sorry." He pleads.
"You are sorry I found out. Just leave me alone." I say sobbing into the pillow.
I thought we were past this Isabella shit then he goes to see her and he doesn't tell me?
I had to find out from his brother.
Isabella is locked up for life and she still causing us problems. I sigh staring at the ceiling.
I wake up the next day with my usual urge to throw up. Minutes later I brush my teeth then wash my face drying it with a face towel. I take my bible and take my time to pray.
I then head downstairs to get something to eat. I get bacon and a fruit pudding.
I spot Rachel and I call her over.
"Is Theo in?" I ask and she rolls her eyes giving me a displeased face.
You might wonder why we still have her in our house if she is disrespectful to me, well blame it on Theo who always says that she's the best maid and I am overreacting. I don't know what her problem is but I don't like her one bit and if she so much continues to disrespect me in my own home, she will have to leave.
"I asked you a question!" I yell.
"He's not in. He went to see his lawyer to get his Isabella out since she's due soon." She sneers and I glare at her.
"You are fired. Get your stuff and leave." I tell her.
"I ain't leaving until Theo tells me to leave. Suck it up and get on your business." She sneers and leaves.
You've got to be kidding me!
Thirty minutes later I am dressed in a sky blue maternity dress with white slides. I take my white handbag sliding my phone in. I check my appearance once more before leaving the room. I hear voices from downstairs. I enter the living room to see Mia and Rachel arguing.
"Kay, why the hell is this bitch still in this house?" Mia asks and I shrug tugging her out of the house.
"I always ask myself that question but your brother likes her and guess what she told me?" I ask as we pull from the gates.
"She is a rare kind of snake?" She teases and I laugh.
"That Theo is working on getting Isabella out before she's due," I say and I regret telling her. Grateful I had my safety belt on she pulls to a sudden stop.
"What?!" She screams.
"I don't know if I should be mad or scared," I tell her honestly.
"Is Theo in his correct mind?" She asks getting back on the road and I just shrug deciding I don't want to even think about it.
We get on the site and I am in awe. Mia's secretary Lou rushes over to us, swaying his hips. I resist the urge to roll my eyes.
"My two favorite girls. I missed you, Kay!" He squeals as he hugs me making me laugh out loud.
"I missed you too Lou. So what's popping today?" I say hugging him back.
"Well let me show you." He says tagging me over to where the photographer is and the models dressed in Ankara.
The photo session goes by longer than I thought. Stopping for a lunch break they go back to work. I sit back helping the make-up team when needed.
By the end of the day when Mia drops me off at the mansion, I go straight into Theo's bedroom taking a long bubble bath to get rid of the tense muscles I have.
I later get into my Pajamas head to the kitchen to make myself dinner not trusting the food made by Rachel.
As I make my broccoli I hear the front door open and footsteps heading to the kitchen where I was. I hear a familiar voice that always haunts me in my dreams. I turn to look at her, a smirk plastered on her face.
Isabella.
*****
Stay safe😊
