Why didn't you pick up the call?
Dylan’s pov
It was so difficult to see someone that I loved so much pushed me away and threw back my feelings on my face. How on earth am I going to tell her that I was the one who told Taylor that she was pregnant. On the plane back to my place, I sat close to the window looking outside and I wasn’t seeing anything as my heart and mind were not with me. I am completely bewildered and Taylor didn’t tell me that he was going to Larisa’s house. Assuming he told me, I wouldn’t have gone to his place. There would have been a hundred and one excuses that I would have told him.
When I came down from the plane, I took my phone and dialed Larisa’s number to see if she had unblocked me, but my number was still blocked. Have I actually lost Larisa? Why did we even start it in the first place? It wasn’t the fault of both of us. It was something that happened simultaneously and we became in love. Just a moment with her from the airport when he came to pick me up changed my perception of love and my feelings for Gianna left me. Gianna was someone I had strong feelings for and since Larisa came into my life, I lost interest in Gianna. One of my biggest challenges wasn’t having Larisa back to me, but I want her to remove the nurture that I told my brother that she was pregnant.
I was so depressed that I couldn’t go to work the next day. I was just lying on my bed and turning myself like someone bitten by a poisonous snake and a call or a message from Larisa was my antidote. Then I closed my eyes and it was the ringing of my phone that woke me up again.
“Stephen..hi,” this was my closest friend since I came to be living here in New York.
“Where are you?” He asked.
“I am at home, I am having some feverish condition.”
“Oh sorry, would you go to see the doctor?”
“I will,” and that was all I could say and I didn’t want to say much or tell anybody what actually I was passing through.
“I will get back to you later.”
Did he say he would get back to me later or what did he say? And he ended the call. I wasn’t really interested in what he said and I dropped the phone on the stool and closed my eyes again.
How am I going to go to the wedding of Larisa and Taylor? How can I be the best man at a wedding when I am in love with the lady who is getting married? I am so confused. Why has life treated me like this? If I had known, I wouldn’t have gone to my parents’ anniversary. My parents who did the anniversary had gradually forgotten the feelings of the anniversary and the most painful part is that, there was no one I could share what I am passing through with. How can I say that I am in love with my brother’s girlfriend? It's not good to tell anybody, but it's good in my heart and what I thought was a feeling has come to say.
I guess it was in my thoughts that I first heard the knock on my door, then I opened my eyes and I heard the ringing of the doorbell of my main door downstairs. Who had come to my house without informing me? When I heard the ringing of the door bell again, I pulled myself up and left the door. At the time, I was putting on my white nightgown and slowly I went down to go and open the door. I didn't even look at the peephole and I opened the door at once and the person I saw was Gianna.
“Gianna!” I exclaimed and she had always taken me by surprise.
“I heard you were not feeling fine. I have already taken off from my work and how can I be of assistance to you?”
I looked at her from head to tie and I didn't know what to say. It's true I needed assistance, but bringing in Gianna is a different ball game.
“Who told you?” I asked.
“From a reliable source. So you want to see the doctor or not?”
“Hm…I'm somehow down, but I don't want to see the doctor. I need rest and to be alone.”
“Are you chasing me away indirectly?” She asked and I could see I was about to injure her emotions.
“No, no, you can come in. I'm so impressed you also said you took a day off because of me.”
“It's true,” and I left the doorway and she entered. She was putting on a beautiful light yellow gown and her face was well decorated.
“Have you eaten?”
“No.”
“What do you want to eat?”
“Nothing!” And I knew if I went upstairs to my room, I was so sure that she would follow me. Then I sat on the chair while she sat at the opposite side and we were looking at each other. Why have I lost interest in her? I wondered.
“Let me make you a coffee,” she stood up and I could see that the connection wasn't there or am I the one who wasn't ready to make it happen? Each time I have the thought of the opposite sex, the only person that comes to my mind is Larisa. Her figure would just appear in my mind and her image has been the only woman I see when I feel emotional.
I was still sitting in the sitting room when Gianna came with two hot cups of coffee and she gave me one and this time, we were sitting on the same chair, although there was ample space between us. As I sipped from my coffee, her phone rang and she picked it immediately and said,
“Matthew, good morning. I have already called the manager that I wouldn't be coming to work today. My boyfriend is seriously sick and there is no one to be with him.” She held her phone to her ear and I didn't know what the person on the phone said and she added,
“Don't want to. I may come tomorrow depending on the condition of his health.” She paused again and I kept wondering how she had personally taken me as his boyfriend.
“Okay, bye.” She looked at me with a smile on her face and all I could do was to force a smile back to her.
“When did you plan to go home?” I asked as I started feeling bizarre as if I was cheating on Larisa. Am I crazy?
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Larisa's pov
I was on the dining table when I picked up Taylor's phone and it was on the third message that made me so surprised. My best friend passing a night here? I felt some kind of annoyance and I didn't know when I stood up and I wanted to use this as an opportunity to go back home.
“Thank you so much for spending the night here. When are you coming again? You are so dear to me.”
I walked straight to the room I saw my mom entered when I went going to the dinner table and as I opened the door, I said these words the same time,
“Mum, see what Bridget is doing behind me?” But to my dismay, my mum wasn't there. Where has she gone? I went to my room and she wasn't there either. My phone wasn't in my hand and I quickly reached for my phone and as I was about to dial my mum's phone number, I saw a text message from my mum. I was already saying ‘no, no’ in my mind as I was having the feeling of something unpleasant was about to happen and as I opened the message I saw.
“My darling daughter, I am on my way home and I know you won't be pleased. I promise you, Taylor will treat you well this time.”
The first thing that entered my mind was, has my mum sold me? Why would she betray me like this? She shouldn't be the one to do this to me. Dylan has done his own, making me hurt him. But still, this message did not stop me from approaching Taylor and I went to his room and knocked on his door. It was when I knocked on the door that another thought entered my mind and the message I saw on his phone became secondary.
“What have you planned with my mom?” I asked as Taylor opened the door with one hand. Taylor didn't say a word, but smiled at me as if he had won and this was when I showed him the message in his phone.
“What have you and Bridget been doing at my back?”
He stretched his hand and he collected his phone and I didn't struggle with him as I had seen what I needed to see.
“I can't live with someone who is cheating on me?”
“Then give me my child and you can go.”
“How?” And I asked, “is it possible?”
“Did you see in the text that I slept with Bridget? You were not there to help me and when Bridget came and she didn't see you, I begged her to assist me. If you are tired of me, give me my baby. The baby is the only thing that is holding both of us according to the way you are behaving now. Infact, why are you chattering at me as if you are my girlfriend? I will only respond to you if you answer the question.
“Are you my girlfriend?” He waited and was looking at me.
“That was not what I asked you. If Bridget is the one you want, then go for her. Maybe she must be used to your way, but not me.”
“Larisa, I want my baby. If that is what you want it to be. Give me my baby and then go away.”
“I can't give you my baby even after I give birth.”
“We will see what happens when you have given birth, but for now, you will have to remain you.” He said with an authoritative voice and then his phone started ringing. He looked at his phone and at the same time I got a glimpse of who was calling and it was Bridget. He looked at his phone and probably because I was standing close, he ended the call.
“Why didn't you pick up the call?” I looked into his eyes.
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