The fill-in wife - Episode 36

 

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"No. She's just a senile old liar." Priscilla down the content of the liquid and wipe her mouth clean. The alcohol wasn't even helping. The old woman's voice was still stuck in her head. Her daughter was dead. Years ago. No, she refused to believe that. "My baby." She sob into her palms. "Madam?" Her heavy head come up to find her father's right hand man on the foot of the stairs . Harry? Hank. God she could not even remember his name. He was the one who found her and told her about her father's death. "Hey, join me. This drink is delicious." Priscilla grin at the older man who frown. "What's going on with you ma'am. Coming home late and now this. Those men earlier waited for you for hours after you took off with the car." He says as he walks to her side and help her off the bar stool. She had totally forgotten all about her baby's father. "No. Leave me here. I want my liquor." She protest and barely manage to grab her half glass of drink before the kill joy starts pulling her up the stairs. "Your father wouldn't want you like that." He says and uncontrollable laughter overtake Priscilla. The irony of those words. "You know, I just found out said father ordered my baby killed." She narrate

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. The poker face he gives her make her pause. "You've obviously had too much to drink." He state coldly. "You don't sound surprised." The drunk Priscilla point out. Perhaps, it was her drunk state but she should have realized the chill in the air and the sudden prick on her neck from her danger alarms going off because she doesn't stop talking. "You know, if my dad really did all those things, you would know. Wouldn't you?" She asks and laugh. "Of course you would." Her giddiness over only God knows what blinds her to the shiny metal being drawn out of the comb like sheath as the older man slowly pull it out to plunge it into her back. No one could know their secrets. He was loyal to her father till the grave.

"Get away from her?!" The sudden scream startle Priscilla and her frightful jerk cause the knife to fall off the older man's hand. Even at old age, he was still fast. He quickly catches the knife in his second hand and attempt to hit his target this time. Jordan's father saw red at the sight of the shiny metal so dangerously close to his soulmate. He yells to get his attention just to give Jordan, who just came out of the adjoining room the opportunity to grab the bastard from behind.

"What the--" Priscilla scream when Jordan jumps from nowhere on her father's right hand man. Her swimming brain spot the knife on the floor right before a huge vase is smashed against his head. The man she had known most of her younger days hit the floor at the same time as she lose consciousness from the alcohol.

Two days later: Maya:

"It's raining cats and dogs out there." Priscilla say as she enter the room where I've been staring listlessly. "Will she be alright?" I ask Priscilla who smile down at her sleeping twin sister lovingly. They are exactly alike apart from the different clothes and the pale look on my mom's face. My mom. A little strange on my tongue but I plan to get used to it. I'm just glad Priscilla and Jordan's father were able to find her in that shady mental hospital they kept her in all these years. Plus the police were able to arrest the hospital staff and that old man who tried to kill Priscilla two nights ago. Everywhere seem calm now, you wouldn't believe just few days ago, we were all so confused. I still can't imagine how a father would do this to his own children but who am I to judge? My own father hates me and has been treating me like trash for years. "She's lucky to have stayed alive. I should have looked for her. Hell, I should have be there in her burial. I would have known something was up." This isn't the first time she has said this but everything did happen for a reason.

"She's fine now." I assure her with a light squeeze of her shoulder. "Thank you, Maya. You know you are both our daughter now right?" She tease and I smile. I used to be trash with no mother but now I have two. They'll love me more than my late grandma Lola did and also love my baby too. I caress my baby bump.

"We'll take care of the both of you." Priscilla promise and I smile through the drop of tear that escaped my eye lid. "Thank you." I sniff a little "He's an idiot for lying to you Maya but maybe you should give him a chance to explain." She says after a moment of silence. "Maybe I would if he was trying to explain. I mean, it has been two days with no sign of him." I try not to cry over Derrick again but my eyes Are already tearing up. "You want me to go over to his house and run him over with my car?" She joke and I manage a low chuckle. I should be happy. I have a family now.

"Speaking of running over with your car. Try not to run Jordan's father over, prisc-- I mean Mom." I add once she raise her brows at me and she laughs

"Well, he lost three decades. He needs to work hard for this." She say, motioning to herself and I shake myself.

"Hey ladies." Jordan's happy voice interrupt our conversation and we quickly pretend to be talking about something else. "Gossipping about my father again?" He asks seriously and I chuckle. "I can't believe you asked him for flowers that are already extinct." Jordan grin crookedly and Priscilla wink. "I don't know what you are talking about." She fake seriousness before sauntering out of the room.

"She's a wild one." Jordan says as the door closes behind her and I nod. "The doctors say your mother would be back to normal soon. Happy right?" He asks after a while and I nod. "Very.i can't thank you enough. All these would not be without your help." I say seriously and he wave me off. "It's nothing." He insists. "You know what would make me feel better?" I ask "Smooching Derrick?" He teases and I give him the evil eye. He raises his hands up in surrender. "Deana." I say "What? Don't tell me you like women" he feigns surprise and I have to hit his head to get him to be serious. "You should call her." I say. "Then you'll have to meet Derrick. What kind of a big brother would that make me if I put you in pain for my happiness? If he's not coming to beg, I'm not marrying his sister. It's their loss anyways." He states and I giggle. "Yup. That's my girl." He says as he hugs me. "Did you hear that?" He suddenly pulls away from me as he asks. I didn't hear anything. "What's that?" I ask "Listen." "Maya! I'm not leaving without you! Please! Maya! Maya!" I hear amongst the sound of rain outside. "Derrick?" I turn to see Jordan grinning as I race to the window and find Derrick trying to get past mom Priscilla. He's drenched to the skin while Mom Priscilla hold an umbrella over her head. "What are you going to do now, princess?" Jordan asks. "I don't know. He should get wet. I don't care." I flop on the sofa beside mom prisca's bed and grab a book. When did this book become so interesting.

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. "The book is upside down." Jordan state and I look down to see that it really is. "Damn it.' I curse at the book . "Stop playing hard to get." Jordan says and I poke my tongue out at him. "Alright then. I should tell him to leave and never come back because you don't want him anymore. I think Dominion and companies have a pretty daughter he could marry." He says again when I continue reading the book I don't even know the title. He starts walking to the door and I freak out. "No!!" I fling the stupid book and dive for Jordan who grins widely. "He's mine."I growl as I fling the door open as well and run outside like my life depends on it. He came back. He's mine.