Hell Of A Marriage {18+}

Chapter twenty four - Anything except this

Brushing aside an odd sensation of uneasiness, Vary gets down from the taxi as it comes to a stop in front of the hospital.

The nervousness grows within her as she walks in, as she wonders what Keenan might say to her when he sees her. She wonders if Keenan would even want to see her, knowing she was the one who left him days ago.

Rejection is the last thing she can take right now, and she fears that’s what she’s going to get. She immediately turns back to leave, only to collide with a young man who is also running up the hospital stairs. Vary loses her balance and almost falls to the ground, but for the young man’s brawny arms. Their eyes meet and Vary notices his brownish blonde hair having a side-blown style, his blue eyes and from what she sees, she can tell he’s in his early twenties, but his pencil beard makes it hard to tell the exact age.

He helps her back to her feet and she blushes in embarrassment as he gives her a careful look and asks, “Are you okay?”

She nods and then immediately shakes her head, making the young man frown down at her in confusion. “I don’t know if I should be here, to begin with.” She mumbles, stepping aside and letting a doctor coming her way pass by. “I came to see my husband, I just don’t know if he’ll want to see me.” Her voice is weary and unsure at its delivery.

Though it’s none of his business, he feels inclined to ask, “Well, did you two fight?”

“Not really, I left the house and now I’m regretting my action.” She reveals sadly. She doesn’t know why she’s pouring out her heart to a stranger, but for an absurd reason, she feels like she can trust him with what she tells him.

He stuffs his hands into his pocket and does a brief stretch. “Well, same here. Well, I came to apologise to my wife for being a jerk to her. I got jealous and said some things I shouldn't, I have never done that before. I just lost it.” He explains in much regret, “I hope she forgives me though.”

“She will if you’re genuine and promise not to do it again,” she replies, based on what she’ll do if Keenan came to her with an apology.

He nods, feeling encouraged by her words. They climb up together, and then he speaks again. “My name is Jack, by the way.” he offers her his hand and she shakes it.

She offers him a small smile, “I’m Varisha.”

..

Keenan sits, staring at Vary’s contact number on his phone and he contemplates whether to call her. He hasn’t heard a thing from her in four days straight and he knows it’s unlike Vary not to call; he knows she loves him and can barely control herself around him. But she’s proved that she can live without him in her life and he doesn’t think he likes that one bit. He has to admit that he missed her. He misses the shy smile on her face; also he misses the smack tone she possesses sometimes; he misses how nervous she seems to be around him. He misses how she bites her lips when she doesn’t know what to say.

He wants her as well and only tortures himself by not reaching out to her and as he almost presses the dial pad; he sees Phoebe slowly walking over towards him.

Since the disagreement with Jack, Keenan has avoided Phoebe and anything that involved her and Phoebe notices this as well, but she just wanted to tell him thank you for everything.

Keenan gets up quickly from his seat, but before he can exit the room, Phoebe speaks up. “I just want to say thank you for what you did for Rory.”

He pauses and replies, “It’s nothing,” to her words and he walks on towards the door.

“You don’t have to avoid me, you know. Jack hasn’t come around in two days, so your guards do not have to be up.” She says, half bitter and half sad. She doesn’t want to blame herself for her husband's sudden change of heart. Maybe she pushed him to snap, but she didn’t think it was a big deal but Jack made it into one and here they are.