Destined To Be.

Chapter 13

James,

I walked away from her and left her screaming.  It's lucky she stayed where she was as I didn't want her waking up Thomas.  She's such a vindictive woman , I wouldn't put it pass her to use Thomas to get back at me.

I closed the front door gently behind me when what I really wanted to slam it shut. Letting out a tired sigh I light up the fag that I've been craving.  It's been two years since I last had one as I had quitted smoking but when things between Farren and I gets heated up and not in the good way I tend to let out a little steam by going back to my old vice.

I head towards my car and settle myself in the drivers seat, pulling the window down, I sit back and contemplate on my life.

How did it come to this?

I've asked myself this question a thousand times and I still don't have the bloody answer.

I guess if I were turn back time and change things...I wouldn't, because my Tommy is worth all the shit that Farren puts me through. My son is the only one that keeps me going or I would have left her ages ago. The wicked woman knows this all to well and never lets me forget it.

I can still remember that day so vividly. It was the day when Ayla was leaving . A panicky Inaya messaged me to say that they are on the way to the airport to drop Ayla of as she is  leaving for Pakistan. The moment I heard those words I quickly made my way out of the house, no sooner had I reached my car when Farren pulled up.

She wanted to discuss our future regarding our child. She probably no doubt had an earful from her controlling mother about what she expected from us but I was to agitated about Ayla leaving to stay and talk. She told me why I was in such a rush and I stupidly told her about reaching the airport on time so I could stop Ayla from going.

The moment she heard my reason her demenour instantly changed. She started to cry, she started to scream saying she knew that I was in love with Ayla. She knew all along but ignored it as she didn't want to believe any of it being true. Again I told her  she had nothing to worry about as I see Ayla only as a good friend, she screamed that if I dare take another step she will do something that will I'll regret. I remember telling I don't give a flying fuck about her threats then she blatantly put her hand on her stomach and I knew what she was referring to.

She literally had that much power.  The power of life and death over our unborn child. Whatever respect I had for her until then, in that moment when I saw the pure evil in her eyes it all went out the window. I was powerless one, there was nothing that I could do. Ayla left on that plane and I kept my secret of loving her all to myself like I have all these years. My child's life was literally at stake and there was no way in hell I was going to endanger it.

Marriage was never supposed to be on the agenda. Not in a million years, but every decision I have made has been made with a gun to be my head figuratively. She wanted the baby to have both parents.. raising he or she up. She wanted us to live under the same roof and play happy families. The control she has over my life is so overbearing that sometimes I feel like walking out, taking Thomas with me, but I know the influence and money her family have will follow me everywhere. She has this sick obsession with me, the jealousy, the accusations if I so much as look at another girl or if they flirt with me.

And then there is Ayla.

Ayla, beautiful Ayla. The only girl I've ever loved. The only woman I'll forever love. Seeing her earlier, I had to mentally slap myself as It was to good to be true just seeing her sitting at the table at our local cafe. She looked absoloutely beautiful. Her stay in Pakistan has given her a healthy tan, her blue eyes vivid and mesmerising. It took a lot to not stare. She's always had this power over me but hers is in a good way. When Mrs Khan spoke about our childhood and how even at the age of two I was Jealous of all the other kids seeking her attention, what she doesn't know is that nothing has changed. I can't stand the thought of other men looking at her, smiling at her, tou....