It Wasn’t Meant to.. (II)

Leaving work, he had a weird feeling. Can’t put my finger on it.. but something’s wrong. He returned home earlier than usual. In a way he was trying to avoid what he knew was inevitable. An hour or two will hardly make a difference.. but I’d rather be there when.. When what? He didn’t know what exactly he was trying to avoid; but knew he had no time anyway.

They’d been having problems for a while now. I’m smelling trouble. No one said it was going to be easy; and even if they had, he knew from experience- his mother and father had very well prepared him for that- tough marriage *sighs*–   that that would have been a lie. At least I gave it my best shot. Trying to comfort and encourage himself, he couldn’t help but notice how fast his heart was racing, while his feet adopted a slower than usual pace. Please, Lord.. he started mumbling silently..

-the door unlocked.. Unlocked? Now, he didn’t expect that. Rushing in quickly, into the kitchen, the living room, and then the bedroom, he realized there really wasn’t much to rush in for.. or to: there was everything and no one at all.  Everything was in its rightful place: the dishes- in the kitchen; the expensive furniture- in the living-room; the mahogany stool and French mirror- in the bedroom; his clothes- in the wardrobe. Just one thing was missing- her.

He paced around the bedroom, slowly following what he believed to have been her last movements in the room. The bed, the stool, the mirror, even the bed.. all in its rightful place. She must have wanted to take all this with her. He concluded, She left in a hurry. Shaking his head in amazement, he wondered what could have made her want to leave it all behind..him?! It didn’t make any sense. But then again, she hardly ever made much sense anyway. He laughed at his thoughts and -feeling ridiculous- went back in time to see where it had all gone wrong.

Her friends? No, she didn’t have any. Misplaced priorities? Couldn’t have been money- we’ve got more than enough of that. Maybe too much? He sighed.. Spoilt girl. I’ve never raised my voice or hand against her. Have always provided- shelter, clothing and food. Ungrateful, she is! I’ve showered her with love and gifts. Never demanded anything but honesty and loyality.. where did I go wrong? How did I do wrong? I’ve never cheated, never lied. I’ve never embarrassed her in public; don’t think I’ve ever made her cry.. It was a mixture of anger and hurt, regret and fury he was feeling now.

It wasn’t meant to be this way.

With not the slightest idea of where she could have gone, he decided to call..

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10 Comments Add yours

  1. We’ll grow old waiting for this series….you should have prepared us for the long wait 😦
    Anyway I think he shd call her first….I’m liking this though and you owe me a story!

    1. DeMorrieaux says:

      You shall have your story.. soon! 🙂
      Pick a date between 19th and 25th

      (can smell someone typing 19 lol.. mchewwwww)

      :p

      1. You have such good sense of smell! 19th!!!!

        1. DeMorrieaux says:

          Lol.. alright then, 19th it is!

          Make sure you check veeeeeery veeeeeeery late shaa.. as in, 19th going on 20th (23:55pm or thereabout)

          😀

  2. Anonymous says:

    Yinkus,

    Well, i think he would call her and try to iron out issues they ve been having. If not then he will call her relative, cos i believe no man is an island on this planet. There must be someone he can call that the wife respect alot. Having said that the story indicate that she hasn’t got any friend well i find that impossible. Something or someone must have triggered/influenced her.
    Anyway i cant wait to know what happened next.
    Yomi

    1. DeMorrieaux says:

      Good and valid points… assuming she’s his wife.
      You have really given this a lot of thought.

      I shall surprise you! 🙂

  3. Anonymous says:

    How many parts does this series have?
    Just curious.

    1. DeMorrieaux says:

      Dear Anonymous,

      3 in total.
      There’s (probably) just one more coming.

      😉

  4. Tyo says:

    Hmmm… I can see a twist coming..
    I have a rough idea but won’t say anything.
    If it is what I’m thinking (my imagination can be “sick” at times).. thumbs up!

    1. DeMorrieaux says:

      Hahaha.. I’m scared to ask what it is you’re thinking.
      If it is sick (like, on a serious level “malade”) then yeah, you might just be right!

      *winks,whistles and walks off*

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