Make You Mine(Redemption 2) - Episode 3

 

Cheryl:

"Phillip!!" I scream my head off at the alarming sight. The only thing left of the cake which my future spa and shopping is kind of hanging on right now is a stain on the tiled floor. 
"I kind of ate your pie." Phillip's voice behind me only serve to inflame the anger inside of me.
"kind of?" I sound calmer than I am right now. 
"yeah. Oh and the cake fell as well . I didn't eat that much of it though. I'm not a monster anyways." His chuckle grate on my last nerve. 
"you just ruined my life you idiot!" 
"Hey,  it's just a cake. I was going to pay for it anyways. Don't be a cheapskate." he grumbles then pull a few bills from his pocket. I just watch him open-mouthed. How thickskinned is this idiot? 
"you can keep the change. I'm outta here. Such a spoilt brat." he says the last part to himself as he presses the few thousand naira notes into my palm but I hear it and the lid to my anger is blown off. Jerk! 
"I'll show you how a spoilt brat acts you idiot! "  I grind out as I slap the naira bills to his chest and connect my knee into his precious balls before he can dodge. 
"shit! Bullocks! Jesus fucking Christ!" He swears all at once as he doubles over and groan in pain. I can't help but laugh at the pained look on his face

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. I see his eyes harden and his jaw set in a painful tilt. Oh no. 
"What did you do that for?!" he yells as his hands go up. My breath catch in my throat as I freeze in front of him.
"Da-mien Pl-ea-se." I stutter as my eyes fall close and I wait for the blow to land. It hurt less when I close my eyes and think of random things. 
  I whimper brokenly when I suddenly feel a warm hand against my forehead. 
"Cheryl! My God you are shaking?!" strong hands shake my shoulder and the ringing in my ears start to fade out as I snap out of my fear. 
"Let go of me!" I jerk his hands off my shoulders as I try to stop the tears from falling. I can't let him see me like this. I'm not that broken woman anymore. I turn my back to him as I wipe my tears and take deep calming breaths. 
"You scared me back there Cher. Are you sure you are okay?" I can feel how worried he is behind me so I plaster a fake smile on my face before turning to face him.
"scared you, didn't I?" I let out a light laugh. 
"That should teach you never to touch my things ever!" I continue. I don't think he's buying my nonchalant attitude as he keeps staring deeply into my eyes. I feel like he could see my deepest darkest secrets just by staring that deep  so I clear my throat noisily and break the eye contact. 
"speaking of which. I did say I'm gonna cut any part of you that entered into my business." I tail off as I brush my fingers over the set of knives.
"Cher? You're joking right?" Phillip's nervous laugh makes me laugh inside of me as I pull out a knife. 
"This one would do." I say and smirk. 
"Cher? You better be kidding or I swear to God I'll---"
"let's see if I'm kidding then." I gloat as I grab his arm then align the knife to his fingers and press light 
"ouch! For God's sake woman!" He barks as he push me away from him. The knife falls to the ground and we both lunge for it at the same time. I grab it first and as soon as Phillip sees the blade in my hand, he flies out of the kitchen so fast, my head spins.
  I giggle to myself as I watch his retreating back. What a wimp. Ofcourse I wouldn't want to get my favorite knife dirty with his blood. I carefully place the  knife back into the rack after having a good laugh at Phillip's expense. He wouldn't think to mess with me again.
  Speaking of messing with me. My cake and pie. I completely forgot about it. Can't believe I thought he was gonna hit me. He's not Damien and I'm free from that. Men don't get to ruin my life anymore so I'm not letting this one ruin my first shot at working and I'm so not cleaning up after him as well. He ruined the cake, he's gonna pay big time.
  A devious idea strikes me as I pick up my favorite knife again and grab my ketchup and red food coloring. This is gonna be epic! 

Phillip:

I'm in my room faster than you can say Jack Robinson and slamming the door shut. The crazy woman. Can't believe she pulled a knife at me. Why the hell did I run? Because I know how crazy women can get especially the spoilt rich ones.
  My mind goes back to the look on her face when I raised my hand at her. I wasn't even going to hit her. I was angry yes,  but hitting a woman, that's not me. She was obviously scared back then and I saw a glimpse of her soul before her walls came back up. Did someone hurt her in the past? A boyfriend? I'm probably just overthinking this. She must have been trying to scare me like she said. Because the Cher I know wouldn't be anyone's victim. 
"Ahhhhh!!! " The sudden scream breaks into my thought as I snap my head up. Cheryl? Without pausing to listen for another sound, I pull the door open and rush to the kitchen where the sound came from. 
"Cheryl! Are you--" My eyes catch the red on the floor before focusing on a crying Cheryl crouched down on the floor. 
"my God are you okay Cher? " I'm by her side in seconds.
"The knife. My hand." she cry out and I notice the knife beside her. 
"There's so much blood. We need to get you to the hospital asap. Come on."
"no no no." She try to protest but I wrap my arm around her back and pick her off the floor.
"no. I'm fine. I mean I'll be fine. Let me down. It's just my hand." she try to get down but I'm having none of it. 
"This is obviously not nothing. There's so much blood. I'm taking you to the hospital."
"stop! Let me down!"
"No!"
"you stubborn ass I said let me down! I'll scream rape." she threaten. My brows shoot up as I look down at her smug face as she dares me to resist.
"fine." I grunt as I put her down on a couch. I stare down at her harshly as she pat her T-shirt down. 
"why are you being so stubborn?!" I snap after a while. 
"I don't like hospitals!" she snap right back.
"why are you yelling at me anyways. I'm just trying to help!"
"Help? After ruining my life the first chance you get?" she says dramatically.
"ruin? How does taking you to an hospital ruin your life?"
"I'm not talking about the hospital. It's your fault I got angry and cut myself. Now I won't be able to remake the cake and then my dad would be furious at me and there goes his help with my degree program." she ramble off. 
"how does a cake connect with your dad and degree?" this just doesn't make sense. 
"Just leave me. You'll never understand. My dad he never supports me. I'm supposed to prove myself with this but now it's gone. Gone. Oh God, why me." her lamentation turns to full on sobbing and now I feel horrible. Another part of my anatomy has put me know trouble once again. Maybe I should have just let her cut something off earlier. 
"well, for all it's worth, I'm sorry." I say quietly as I pat her lightly. 
"it's fine. Leave me to my sorrow. It's over. No more degree. No more redemption." she say as she scrub her face of tears. 
"Don't say that. We can just remake the cake. It's just few minutes pass seven pm." I say.
"we can? " she looks hopeful so I continue. 
"Of course. I'll even help out anyway I can." I add and her face stretch out into a grin. 
"wow. Thanks. I'll get my keys!" she squeals as she rushes out of the sitting room. That was quick. 
"here.

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. We are heading to the grocery store. We need some supplies for the cake and pie. Hope you can bake. Well never mind, I'm sure you would do great." she ramble on as she pick her purse and wallet. 
"come on. Let's go." she says as I stare open mouthed at her. Grocery shopping?  Me?  What have I gotten myself into? I really need my sleep.
"Are you coming? " she asks again and I can't help myself, I nod. 
"yay! Here. You're driving." she throw her keys to me and I manage to catch them. 
"why am I driving? I'm Jetlaged." I grumble. 
"I'm hurt,remember?"
"whatever, let's get this over with." I growl as I follow behind her. She hum gingerly as she sashay to her car.

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