Playing With Fire & Ice

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Effie's pov

"Effie baby I'm so sorry I had to tell you like this. The funeral is this Wednesday baby. It'll be alright. Your still my strong baby girl." My dad said over the phone. "I-I know d-ad. I j-just can't be-lieve she-she's gone." I cried softly in a phone my hand tangled into my black curls.

"It'll be alright baby. I have to go now. I got to take my meds. I'll see you at the funeral. Tell Sean I said hi." Dad said before he hung up. Standing up from the couch that was in the living room. I go up the winding stair case up to Sean's office.

Looking around the house I sigh as I feel uneasy. I've never really like houses that had to much unneeded space. It never felt like a home to me just a show house that realtors sell to celebrities. I had told Sean, my husband, about this house but he said that he wanted the best for me.

Sean was the love of my life to say the least. Our parents had been friends when were newborn. So we grew up and did practically everything together. Even when our parents had arguments and such we were still friends. We went to the same school. We went to each other houses regularly. We even had some of the same hobbies. He even helped me when I had my first heartbreak and I did the same.  Sean and I had started dating in high school and of course we broke up a couple of times but we got back together eventually.

Now 25 years old and married for six year with Sean wanting to be a billionaire. He has worked incredibly hard these past two years. He has been busting his ass to own a company. From staying up with him making late night bussiness plans or even a slide slow for him to show it to investors. I've been right by his side being his number one cheerleader.

Finally reaching his office I knock on the door not knowing if he was busy or on the phone. "Come in." I hear his deep voice that always did something to me, not that I would admit it.

"Sean I have to tell you something." I say as I walk in the office the musty smell of books and papers penetrating my nose. "What? That your a whore." He said and it caught me off gaurd.

"Don't call me out my name. What are you talking about?" I say to him crossing my arms. "I'm talking about this Effie!" He yelled slamming a envelope on the floor pictures scattering out on the wood floor. Bending down I pick it up seeing me practically having sex Damen, one of our mutual friends.

"So you want me to explain those fucking picture slut. You know fucking Peach's told me you were for the streets. Are you so fucking easy that you would ruin me?" He yelled standing up getting in my face. I didn't reply to him.

I've always been a person to not defend myself if I know that I was truthful. Why should I explain and prove myself to truthful when people won't believe me?

"I want a divorce." He said as he placed the papers in front of me. Sighing I just sign the papers. "You know it's kind of fucked up. I was here whdn you were beginning you bussiness but you believe a picture over your wife." I said as I left his office going to our room. I silently grab a bag before grabbing the the belongings that I had bought myself. 

"You can keep everything I don't want nothing from your sorry ass. I don't need you." I said as I tossed the diamond ring that signified our love. But not just signified how stupid I was to of let my gaurd down so low.

Booking a flight back to my home state of Alanta, Georgia, I call a uber. I wait almost twenty minutes before the car pulls up. "The airport please." I said to him as I feel a cold sensation spread inside my chest.

As the uber drove to the airport, I deleted Sean's contact and every picture that we ever had together along with blocking his account of social media. I was so strung up on loving the man that I didn't notice how cold he was turning. Well, two can play at that game.

Arriving at the airport I went through the process before boarding the plan. I have enough money saved to get me by for a couple of months but I need a job and a fast food job isn't going to cut it. I should start my own business and I'm not talking small time either.

I smiled to myself as I stared out the window. I could start my own business.  I didn't take four years of business and get my realtor's liscense for nothing. I could start my own business. Yeah I'll do that.
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That was five years ago. I resorted back to my naturally cold self. I was stupid once to let anyone in my heart. I won't be stupid anymore.

Now I'm the top business mogul in the state. Owning multiple business from lounges, house insurance, realty and investing in the stock market daily. I am now a powerful woman that owns Young & Co and taking care of my father.

I haven't been seeing anyone since the divorce and I don't want to. I've had to many disappoints to focus on anything outside of family and my career.

Hearing a knock on the door, I straighten up going over to the door. "Yes Stacy." I said to my secretary as I opened the door. "Your sisters here Ms. Young for lunch." She smiled. "Thank you. Tell her I'll be right out." I say to her keeping my voice firm. She nodded before going back to her desk. Grabbing my wallet and car keys I head out the office. "Remember Stacy get those reports on my desk by tonight then you can leave." I say as I pass her.

"Yes ma'am." She says as I walk out my office my heels clicking against the marble floor. Walking towards the elevator, I go down to the main floor in the four story building. Hearing a small ding on my phone I look at it seeing my Apple investment had went up by 20%.

Stepping out onto the main floor, I pass my employees nodding to them. Seeing my sister, I go over to her. "Hey Jazzy. Lets go to lunch. I have a meeting in a hour I don't want to be late." I say to her showing a brief smile. She rolled her eyes as she stood up smoothing out her yellow sundress.

My sisterwas the complete opposite of me. She was always smiling whether she was happy or not. She was everthing I wasn't. She was hot where I was cold. She would cry at the drop of a dime where I would just brush it off.

"C'mon ice queen lets go get some pizza." She said as she linked my arm with hers. Walking out the building we walk towards my car which was a 1998 Toyota Corolla. "I don't get it Effie. You own a multi billion dollar business but you drive this old car. Why don't you get a newer one?" Jazzy says as she gets in the passenger seat.

"Because a new car will have just as many problems as this car. Besides I have other ambitions." I say as I get in the car driving to a pizza place down the road.

"I heard that he's going to be in the area this week." Jazzy piped up. "I don't care." I say coldly. "Would you stop being such a cold bitch Effie!?" Jazzy yelled at me as I glanced at her.

"Jazzy, it's been five years. He probably forgot about me. So excuse me for not wanting to be disappointed by a man." I say calmly as I glare at the road. "Okay its been five years but you are so cold like damn can you even smile?" Jazzy said as I parked turning to her.

"Jazzy I'm not going to argue with you about something so trivial. Ever since we started dating he has disappointed me time and time again. That was the last time. He called me out my name, he disrespected me. So my bad if I become a bit cold." I said to her as I felt tears stinging my eyes but I quickly wipe them away.

"Effie." She says going to hug me but I push her away. "Do you want lunch or not?" I said as I went back to my cold demeanor. "Yeah." She sighed as we got out the car.