It's Sad to Belong

It's Sad to Belong || He don't had the right to call me MINE

Because James hurts Nadine. He needs to suffer a bit too, to be fair.

Chapter Nine

James ,Ericka and Sibelle spend the afternoon snorkeling in the beautiful ocean.

He and Ericka sit on the sand and sip coconut juice, while they watch Sibelle make a sand castle.

"Are you having fun, honey?" asks James.

"I'm having a marvelous time," she says, pulling him for a kiss. "I wish we could stay like this forever," she says, tears threatening to fall.

James can clearly see the pain in her eyes and it pains him to know that he is the one who caused it.

"Things will be better, hun, I promise," he says, holding her tightly and kissing the side of her head.

Ericka closes her eyes and smiles. "I love you, James."

"I love you, too, Ericka"

***

Nadine does not show up at her weekly date with Yassi and Yassi tries to call her several times but she doesn't not pick up.

Yassi suddenly becomes worried. Ever since they were kids, Nadine has always been on time.

She's someone who never misses appointments, ever. So when she calls her and she doesn't pick up, she knew right away something was wrong.

She drives straight to Nadine's house and sees her car parked in the driveway. She climbs the stairs and knocks on the front door.

When she doesn't answer, she goes behind the large vase and retrieves the hidden key. She opens the door and sees Nadine's  shoes and purse laying on the floor.

"Nadine? Are you here?" she calls out.

She continues her way upstairs to Nadine's bedroom, and she is not there.

She heads back downstairs to the kitchen and finds her sitting at the table. She is wearing a robe and her hair is a mess.

She has a cigarette on one hand and a glass of gin on the other.

"Oh, my God, Nadine! What happened? You're a mess!" says Yassi.

Nadine does not answer. She smokes her cigarette and drinks her gin straight. Yassi walks over to her and wraps her arms around her.

"Sweetie, talk to me. What happened?" she says concerned.

"Ja-James," she finally says, voice almost inaudible.

"James?" she asks confusedly.

"Yes! That son-of-a-bitch!" she says angrily. "That fucking son-of-a-bitch!

"What happened? What did he do?"

"He took his wife to the Boracay!"

"What?"

"After fucking me in my living room, he went behind my back and took that bitch on a vacation!"

"Nadine, she is his wife," she says, trying to reason with her.

"I don't give a fuck!"

"Nadi-"

"He's mine, Yassi. Fuck it!," she screams.

She takes another glass of gin, "James is mine! Do you hear me?"

"Nadine, he's married."

"Get the fuck out!"