Shouldn't Have Kissed You.

chapter 9

Never in her wildest dreams did she think she would be doing this again. At least not when she was married but it seemed that everything and everyone was against her since she came to this world of Moses. Of course, apart from her two best friends.

Wait. Where they even two? The second one had left before her graduation in college and he hadn't even communicated. Not to anyone and worse to her. Five years down the line and nothing.

Was that how best friends leaved? I mean, one day you've them then the next, they're gone. Or maybe he was dead? But if he was, the Major would have sent the captain of the team along with two lieutenant  to bring the bad news to the family but nothing.

Maya forced a smile on her face as people took photos of her and her loving husband. He was hurting her on her waist but she  dare not to show. After all, she was used to faking her real emotions since she was a toddler. It was new and neither was it going to end very soon.

To her, it seemed like she was going to be fake her entire life. It seemed like she was destined to do that. To be fake and have no one to care. Who would anyway? When the one who are supposed to are the one inflicting the pain.

But there was something that will always make her happy. Something that really made her smile genially. And it was her work. She loved it and no one would take her only source of joy away from her. Not even her own father...

What do we expect to see tonight?

Maya was jerked back to reality when she heard the question. She wasn't sure to whom it was directed to, so she just kept her head held high and smiling at the camera. That's what she was taught since young age and it's what she was doing.

Chris answered the question and he pushed them passed the reports and even from the back she could hear more questions and cameras clicking at them.

"I hope that Wesley explained to you what you need to do," Chris spoke up when they got in an empty room.

She guessed that it was an office but she had no idea it belonged to which department. They were still at the ground floor, which meant it wasn't his. And there were no photos of him anywhere.

She looked him in the eye and said a strong yes. She was strong than he thought she was. Who wouldn't anyway after experiencing it from your own father? To her, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger and her father made her stronger.

Chris shifted his weight from one leg to another.

"Good. Because I don't want embarrassment from anyone and most especially, from you Jezebel."

Of course, he hadn't gotten tired of calling her names since the day began. Before they even came to this event he had called her all names and she, she chose to keep quiet. A times she felt like she was an insult.

Insult to womanhood. Insult to everyone one who looked up to her. Insult to anyone who saw her as a hero. Insult to God who was up in heaven. The one who created her with a purpose but as it turned out, she had none in their lives. Neither her husband's nor her father's.

Wesley had taught her what she had to do at the event. He had given her every detail about the fashion show since she had no idea and she got everything. She was smart to know that if she dared to mess up then it was her body to pay for.

So with everything that he taught her the passed one week. She put it in practice, like catwalks. She practiced it till she was perfect. And when she last made sure that it was okay, she had done it in front of Wesley who couldn't help but say good thing about her. He even went to an extent of saying that he wished he would work with her on his line of work.