The Billionaire's Island Fling(BWWM)

Chapter: 1 Letting Go

Shai (POV)
I hate my life, seriously! Who wouldn't. I'm a 24 years old nobody, no job, no family, no boyfriend, no friends. Christ!! Who was I kidding? Who lives like this? Who would want to friend me? Can't fault anyone really, I wouldn't friend me. Damn why was I so anti-social, so awkward. I sighed rubbing my temple in defeat. I get like this everyday. but I still don't do anything about it.

Look what happened two evenings ago when Mrs Evans asked if I could watch her grand kids for her, all I could do was stand there looking at her as if I'd seen a ghost. awkward much.. "Dear, it's not for the whole day they leave for school at eight, the bus will pick them up and drop them off. All you would do is supervised them, please? I will pay you." I finally came to my senses, stuttering "I - I, I don't kn-know what t to say ma-am".
She looked pleadingly at me. "I know it's sudden, but I have an appointment at my doctor at ten in the morning in Kingston, their nanny just called to let me know she won't be back until next week she's taking a few days sick leave". I really didn't mind staying with them, they were good kids. I have never seen them giving their grandma lip like some others their age(6&8). But I was job hunting.. What was I to do? At least I was gonna get paid.
"Ahem, ok ma-am, I mean, Mrs Evans"I said" I'll do it ma-am. "Thank you Shai, for doing this and on such short notice. Could you come over by seven". She said with a big smile.. "I wi... I will be there ma-am.." Not gonna lie, it was one of the best night and day of my adult life. Brought back memories of me living with my grandma and of happier times with my parents, when there was so much love in my life.. It was a bitter sweet experience for me. It's been Six long years.. Where to begin.

I lost my parents when I was nine and went to live with my grandma Maude, my mom mother. She passed when I was seventeen, my last year of high school. Before that everything was going great, I had a few friends, my boyfriend David and my bestie Joy. An afternoon job with Joy at her parents restaurant, washing and ironing the table covers, napkins and curtains. It wasn't much pay, but it helped, and I got to bring home leftovers every evening. I didn't want their charity, but had to accept it when my grandma got sick (she was diabetic and didn't know until she had a stroke) and was admitted for three months in the hospital. She came home only to be admitted again after a week home. Another stroke then a coma that she never woke up from. Worst time in my life. Ever.. Had to borrow the money from Joy parents to bury her. I didn't have any family to call on.. So it was just her church family, Mrs Dawkins, Joy mom and I at her funeral. I kept looking for Joy and David, but they were no where to be found. What kind of best friend and boyfriend not be there for you at the saddest time in your life, when you needed some one to grieve with and a shoulder to cry on.
I went back to school a few days after to sit my exams. Joy and David was there, when I ask why they didn't came for the funeral they start stuttering finding excuses. I told them to forget it let's concentrate on our studies.

Looking back, I should've suspected that something was wrong, but I was caught up in my studies and exams not to mention I was still grieving. It was two days before graduation, four days before my birthday, after my shift at the restaurant, I went to Mrs Dawkins home to ask her if she was available to go with me to the bank to oversee the sale of the house and collect the money I had borrowed from her. (I had list the house it was in my name). After agreeing on the time I told her thank you and went around the back to their pool house looking for Joy. We didn't hide or have secrets from each other, we always share our feelings, expectations, what we want for our future. Always writing down what we wanted to accomplish, be it cars, homes, children, husbands...God, we're virgins waiting until our honeymoon to have sex, have ourselves a double wedding, our husbands were going to be best friends, planned pregnancies, we would have holidays together. We had it all planned. Well maybe I was too childish in my dreams for the future.

So, could you imagine my "HECKING" surprise when I pushed open the door and there before me, is my best friend for eleven years and my boyfriend of two years having sex. I was speechless. I probably looked stupid, standing there with my mouth open. It just didn't seem possible that MY best friend whom, I spent almost two hours with last night on the phone making plans with for college and the rest of our lives.. WAS HAVING SEX, with My Boyfriend..

My boyfriend. I've never gone all the way with David, just a few kisses and hugs, even though he wanted to go further. (I wanted to wait for marriage, we agreed on that) But he always joke it off, I just never wanted to be another stereotypical teenage mom. He always seemed happy with my stance on pre-marital sex... Well!!! What an Eye opener..

Hahahaaahhhaaaa. I couldn't stop laughing, I felt like something went loose in my head as I started laughing even harder. Even Mrs Dawkins, ran in when she heard me, how loud I was. She was struck dumb.. I could see that she was ashamed of her daughter. She kept asking, "How could you Joy, how could you, we gave you everything and this is how you repay us.. Shia is your best friend. I can't believe you. I am so disappointed in you.. " She then turned to me saying something, but for the life of me I couldn't hear her...She turned and slap me.. "Get yourself together, it's not funny." she said.. that's when I realize, I had been laughing like a crazy hyena... I turned to them, and yes they were in the same position, she sitting on him. Not even embarrassed. No remorse, her mom standing there.. "How long?" I demanded. Joy answered. "Eighteen months, I am preg-" "How could you do this to us?"I asked them, cutting her off looking from Joy to David. All this time, with all I've been through with my grandma sickness and death, being alone, I keep telling myself, I have Joy and David, I have friends.. I looked for them at the funeral. "It just happened." David smirked, thrusting up a little, to which Joy giggled. Mrs Dawkins got mad.. shouting.. "Get out, Get the HELL out of here.. Who are You? When your dad hear of this. GOD help you..

I shook my head as if trying to erase all that I've seen and heard. "You know what Fuck you guys, you deserve each other. I don't need Friends." I said with a calm voice, when what I was feeling was for from calm. I won't give them the satisfaction of seeing me break down any further. When I was turning to leave, I looked over my shoulder and said " Don't worry Joy, when he is fucking some future friends of yours you will know the betrayal I feel."

After that not even sparing David a single glance I went home packed and study the whole night.. In the morning I went to the bank. Meet up with Mrs Dawkins, who kept asking how I was holding up. I told here I doing okay. I paid her.
Went to class, Joy was there trying to talk to me, how she was sorry, blah, blah, blah.. I said "Bitch please, go get your man..." I avoided her the rest of my time at school. After graduation, David had the nerve to walk up to me, asking if he could spend the next day with me seeing it was my birthday and I didn't have anyone to spend it with. I got up in his face and laugh, then tell him to go "Fuck yourself". Then walk away, only to hear him cussing me out.. Saying he will just go fuck Joy, how he was sorry for me that's why he talked to me, with my old thrift shop clothes and if it wasn't for Joy and her family I would have died from hunger and who would want a big, ugly, black bitch like me".. Believe me it hurts. Coming from someone who was supposed to be your forever.. All I did was, take a bow said "thank you". Held my head high and walk away from my graduating class to the high pitch laughter of Joy Dawkins and her new best friends......

I WILL NEVER GIVE ANYONE the satisfaction of SEEING ME CRY EVER AGAIN.....

Thank you for reading... Please vote and comment this is my first attempt ever
at writing so please tell me what you think.. your exact thought..

Xoxo Marie.