Rival Lovers (Completed)

Chapter 28

There are multiple meds around this house, many that have served throughout generations. One of the maids is named Clarence. She's about 57 years old, and search for Francis's father as well. She was one of Francis's gifts for the wedding. I sat down only a few days ago, and talk to her. She told me that I could never speak about any of this again. She then told me that Francis's mother, while she was pregnant with Francis, was beaten and raped a lot by his father. But she also fell down a flight of stairs. Which made me think greatly about what was happening to Francis.

She also told me that while Francis was growing up, he witnessed a lot of things that children should never witness. Even as I was growing up, I never witnessed 1/10 of what Francis witness. She described the horrible things that he witnessed. He witnessed hundreds of murderers, rapists,'s and a bunch of other things. As I more thought about it, he was thrown into a horrible life. I almost couldn't blame him, for what he's done to me. I felt bad for him. Even though he was hurting me greatly.

Last night after the seven hours, he came into my room, and told me off. He was incredibly drunk, and he ended up passing out on the couch that was across from my bed. When I woke up the next morning, he was gone. The door was open, and I was free to roam around the house. I haven't seen him for the rest of the day, as it was only 1 PM and I have spent most of the time out of the house today.

"How is he treating you? I heard you guys are going on vacation, a baby Moon I would presume?"

Yes, we were going on a vacation. But not a baby Moon. Francis was forcing me to go to Mexico. Not as a vacation. But as a business. I begged him to let me not go. To stay home. But he only yelled at me, and told him that I must stand by his side. That's what a wife does. I remember before we were married, and as we were engaged, then he told me he would never become this person. I'm not sure if he got hit over the head with a baseball bat. Or what has happened, but he's not the same person that I got engaged to.

"Yes, we leave in a few days. That's why I thought it was a good idea to meet up with you before we left. I'll be gone for about a week. Hopefully I can get some sun down there."

"What if I came down there with you? Me and you could hang out. I highly doubt Francis will be around you 24 seven. I'm free all next week. My father is going to be out of town for business."

He was right, Francis was unlikely to spend the whole entire time with me. He would probably only be around me when he needed me. I noted, agreeing to having him down there with us as well. I wouldn't tell Francis, I knew he would be upset. I'm upset him enough, and he has upset me enough already. I was trying not to stress out, but I knew I was already having enough issues.

" Don't worry about it, he won't find out. He doesn't even know I'm here. Let's just enjoy our time together. As much as I would love to get drunk with you, I know you can't. We can still do other things. It's beautiful out here. We can go to the beach? Or we can just go to the pool? Or if you want to, we can just hang out in the hotel. Whatever you want to do. We're down here for a few weeks anyways."

I laid back on his bed, looking up at the ceiling. Francis was out for the next few days, it was very unlikely that I would see him. The only time that he told me that I would see him, is when he came to bed, and tomorrow night when him and I would have dinner with a few of his associates. It was a good thing, so give me time to spend with Wrennly.

" we can't go out. I don't even know if we can actually go to the indoor pool. I don't wanna risk Francis seen us together. I don't even want him to see you. If he sees you, he'll know somethings up automatically. Him and I have been having a rough few weeks. Even a month or two. As you know. I don't want to deal with him at the moment. Let's just stay in here, we can do a lot of things."

He nodded, and grabbed his phone. For the next two hours, we spent a lot of time laughing, and hanging out together. Like we used to. Just felt so natural. The only times that I got bad, was when I felt really sick. Which was technically morning sickness, even though it wasn't morning. He ended up having room service delivered to our room, so that him and I can eat. I also didn't want to risk going out in general. I'm going to the beach can be a huge risk.

"I got to get back to my room. It's likely Francis will be back within the hour. I don't want him to suspect anything. It was nice hanging out with you again. Just text me over the next three hours if you're free tomorrow. You're free to roam is it round as much as you want, we just can't be seen together. If you see him, make sure you don't approach him. And at least try to make sure he doesn't see you. I don't want around you around him,"

He nodded.

Quickly left his room, making sure that Francis wasn't in the hallway. It would be a huge ordeal with Francis saw me coming out of a random person's room. And later found out who it was. I quickly ran to my Francis's room, and got into the shower automatically. I smelled like someone else. I didn't smell like I usually used to. And I had to wash away the smell. I smelled like Wrennly.

Francis noticed little things, in a bad way. I knew if he were to come back home and lay down next to me. He would automatically know that I was near somebody else. They're in the few hours that I was hanging out with Wrennly, him and I ended up sleeping together. His smell was all over me. Even if we didn't sleep together, I was still hanging out with him in his room.

I didn't wanna risk a single thing. Even him being here, was a huge risk. He could get him, and I killed. But I couldn't be without him, he was my best friend. Meredith and I haven't been talking, her and I haven't talked since the wedding correctly. She seemed standoffish. Ever since I got with Francis, she seems to want nothing to do with me. I'm not sure if it has something to do with Francis, or that I'm pregnant. She didn't seem all that happy that I was pregnant with Francis's baby.

As I was getting out of my shower, I heard the door open, and close. I called Francis's name out, but heard no reply. I wasn't sure what to do, or to say. But my instincts instantly kicked in.

I actually remember what my father had taught me since I was five years old. I remembered every single defense move that I was taught. When I was younger my father had to teach me all these things in case anything ever happen. Which it did happen pretty often. Our house was rated a few times over the years and I was living there. It kept me safe, and alive.

I called out Francis's name once more, as I grab the nearest weapon that was in the bathroom. In my hands, was a sharp pair of scissors. I didn't have much, but this was the closest weapon that I had, other than my hands.

As I slowly stepped out of bathroom, I could see your figure standing in the room. He was facing the balcony, and his back was towards me. It didn't look like Francis, nor Wrennly.