Pierced Rose - Episode 12

 

"Oooh!!!! Brad honey," Reginah heard a familiar voice in the living room. 

Brad had slept in the guest room so she was all alone in his room.
For a moment her heart skipped, was that his girlfriend. 

Reginah rushed to the living room only to see the girl with the moon black hair throwing her arms around his neck and pulling him to her. Her lips stretched into a smile.

"You haven't gotten rid of your one night stand yet?" She asked looking at Reginah. Reginah's jaws tightened at her words, her hands balling into fists against her palms. 

Reginah could see Brad gesturing her to walk towards them and say hey but she choose to act as a fool.
Watching that girl with Brad made a storm rage inside of her. She seemed familiar..

Her face was framed by front bangs, ending in a sharp edge above her eyebrows. Full lips and bright eyes with eyelashes so long that you could see them in a distance.

Reginah forced a polite smile onto her face, well at least she hoped it looked polite. It was probably more than a grimace.

"Hello," Reginah outstretched her hand and It hangs on the air for some seconds before dropped it onto her lap. 

That girl didn't just insult her self respect. Her eyes flickered between the two of them for a moment before intertwining her hands with Brad's. 

Reginah didn't know why she was even surprised. She looked like the crazy ex girlfriend who was over possessive with Brad. 

"Booboo kitty how can you let her wear your robe. I am the only one allowed to wear it," She cried resting her head on his arm.
"I have tried being polite but...."
"Reginah, Isabelle. Isabelle , Reginah my best friend." Brad introduced us cutting Reginah off.

"You never told me you had a best friend Brad," Reginah could feel disappointment in her voice.

"I will go make you guys something to eat.." Reginah ignored her.
"Don't cook for me, I don't know where your hands were all night.." Isabelle sneered.
"They were inside Brad's pants.." Reginah thought she murmured but Isabelle heard.

"What did you say B-tch?" Isabelle rolled her eyes as she removed her hands from Brad's and started walking towards Reginah with clenched fists.

"Come fight me girl, I will enjoy filling that face with bruises." The words seemed to slip out Reginah's unguarded. 

Isabelle's face fell at her words and she paused for a minute looking behind her shoulder," Brad I want this woman out of here now." Her hands now on the sides of her face screaming.

"I cant she is my best friend and my house manager so her being here its part of her job," Brad walked to where Reginah was and tightened his arm around her waist , rubbing her hips in circles as if he sensed my anger.

"What, she is your house manager since when?" Isabelle crossed her arms on her chest.

"Let me go make breakfast, I can't deal with this," Reginah stated, dropping Brad's arm from her waist and walked away to the kitchen.

Reginah stopped abruptly and turned back around," Nice shoes, I love them. But you are not as pretty as your shoes." She headed to the kitchen giggling. Crystal back open toe pump a heel to die for. For the record, she is damn hot and so beautiful...

Reginah was busy cooking pancakes thinking about 1000ways to get back to that rude b-tch.
Kill her
Shave her hair
Strip her naked
Break the windows of her car
Poison her
No, she wanted something that will make her lock herself in her room for a week.

"Reginah, I am sorry for Isabella's behaviour earlier," Brad said wrapping his arms around her waist from behind.
"Don't worry, I can handle her." Reginah assured him, giving him a peck on the cheek.

"Go call her, pancakes will be done soon." Reginah smiled tenderly.
"I am sorry about yesterday, I was just mad." Brad whispered, tickling her waist as she tried pushing him away. He gently rotated her hips so she turned around and was face to face with him," I really wanna see what's beneath that robe," he pouted staring at her with those puppy dog eyes that melted her heart and made her forget about that snake.

"That belongs to my future husband, I can only give you this," Reginah whispered eagerly staring at Brad's lips. "I am your future husband," He murmured before his lips encased hers.

Can't she kiss Brad in peace for Christ sake. They were nothing but she was addicted to his kisses and touch. What was he doing to her??

"Brad I am bored, come lets do something together." Isabelle was jaw down when she saw his hands on Reginah's waist and his forehead on hers.
"I was on my way to get you, pancakes are ready.."Brad beamed dropping his hands from my waist.
"I can't eat something from her hands..."Isabelle snarled.
Reginah was about to say something when Brad interfered," I got this."

He held Reginah's face in his palms and gave her a slow passionate kiss before following Isabella to the living room. 

Reginah's heart was beating so quickly, she was sure he could hear it. 
She placed the pancakes on the counter and went to get them.

"Guys breakfast is ready." Reginah stated standing in front of them. Anger was now taking over. Isabelle had wrapped herself around him close than a food wrap giggling like a two year old. Why was Reginah mad, he wasn't her boyfriend?? why was jealousy choking her way up her throat???

"We will be there right away."
Isabelle lifted her head from his shoulder and they walked towards the kitchen.

"The pancakes are so tasty," Brad commented hugging Reginah as he lifted her off the ground," I wanna marry you, you know."

Reginah giggled trying to hide her heated face.

"Everyone can cook pancakes, they ain't even that tasty." Isabella retorted, her voice quailing with jealousy. These words snapped back Reginah's attention that was now all on Brad.
Brad face was blank as he put her down. I guess he smelt trouble.

"House manager or is it maid, kindly make me some mango juice...I dont take coffee.. That's your job right..." Isabelle scoffed.
Brad wanted to say something but Reginah stopped him.

Reginah made the mango juice as told but suddenly Isabelle changed her mind and she wanted orange juice. Reginah's anger had reached its limits.

"I am done Brad, she has to make it herself. She is a lady right." Regina gave Brad a cool spiteful look.
"I can't cook, I have maids to do that for her." Isabelle groaned.

"I don't care , Isabelle get this in that thick skull the difference between a girl and a lady is morals and upbringing. And by looking at you, truly you don't have any. Life is not all about money." Reginah lectured her, pointing at her face before walking away to Brad's room.

Reginah sat on the bed wondering what was wrong with that girl until his delicate hands touched her.

"I am sorry Riri," Brad apologised closing the door behind him.
Reginah's eyes roamed around the room avoiding his eyes. He cupped her face and turned it on his now soft eyes but Reginah crossed her arms tightly and stared up at him chewing nervously on her bottom lip.

"She is a pain in my ass, because she is rich she thinks she can step on me. Never!!! I know it's my job but I need respect" Reginah thundered standing and walking away from the bed.
"Are you jealous," Brad asked raising his eyebrows in surprise.
"Why should I?? I can't act all nice and all she does is slap disrespect on my face. She should have a pedigree upbringing." Reginah's eyes widening fraction more as her hands flew through the air.

"I am sorry about that," he whispered and Reginah nodded, distracted by his sudden closeness.
"You are so important to me," Brad confessed brushing his lips against hers softly. Reginah slid her hands down his chest wanting to feel the hard lines beneath his shirt.

His mouth left momentarily down her neck, his lips lingering on her collarbone. She felt like she had been starved of love for a long time.

"I need to go, I haven't forgotten what you did yesterday. From today don't mix work with pleasure." Reginah pushed him back and begun putting on her clothes not caring Brad was infront of her..

"Good luck with her.." Reginah smiled before walking away

Brad was left dumbfounded. When he thought everything was okay, Reginah brings out her attitude again. When was he gonna understand these women???