The fill-in wife - Episode 8

 

Maya:
Hours ago
"What are you doing home so early?" I am really in no mood for this. Finding out my Prince charming is none other than my boss was bad enough to push me off my central cloud nine but getting embarrassed in front of him and getting fired right after has my nerves at snapping point. I just want to go to my cupboard of a room and mope . I should have known that as usual, life doesn't go easy on me and Tom had to be home.
"I'm talking to you!" My body jump in shock when I hear a bottle hit the wall beside me. This just means he's pissed drunk. I turn tired eyes to him and sigh.
"Can't we do this later? You'll get your turn at me okay? Just give me a break." I really must have lost my mind. I see a dark bruise matching mine on Tom's face and I remember how he couldn't even defend himself against my prince charming who probably won't want to associate with me now that he knows I'm the trashcan girl. What was I even thinking? Even Cinderella wasn't from the trash. She actually had an inheritance. The only things I inherited are a violent drunk and his daughter. I chuckle at my thought and I regret it instantly.
"Are you even listening to me?! Is something funny? Do I seem like a clown to you now?" He spit out maliciously and grab my hair. Oh, here we go again.
"You ingrate! I have been sheltering and clothing you for more than two decades now!" The irony of those words

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. I don't even struggle. At least this pain, I can handle. My silence annoy the twat more and he push me into the soiled saggy couch in the sitting room.
"You don't even scream when I discipline you anymore huh?! You are telling me we are now equals because you are now doing what your elders are doing right?!" He scream in my face as slaps land on my face, blinding me. I still don't cry out. I bite the inside of my mouth to curtail the pain till I taste blood.
"You sl*t! You are just like your mother! Sleeping with any man who shows you a little sympathy!" He spits and this one hit target. I throw him a dirty look and he grab my face.
"What?! Did that man tell you, you're beautiful? Did he tell you he loves you or some crap? Probably not! He just decided to show some pity on the trashcan girl and you start feeling high and mighty in this house." These words hurt more than he knows because I believe them. Giving me his jacket, defending me against Tom? Those were just  sympathetic on his end. I remember the look on his face when I got fired. Pity! God dammed pity!
"Oh, she's crying. Did you fancy yourself in love with him? What a sad sad trashcan girl." He mocks and I shut my ears against his taunt with my hands. Tom grab both of my hands and pull them off my ears.
"Listen to me you idiot! Like mother, like daughter." These words make something inside me snap and I push him with all my might. I watch with open mouthed shock as he hit his head against the wooden table on his descent to the ground.
"Tom?" I call out silently. There's no reply. I use my foot to push him slightly but he doesn't rouse. Oh my God!
"What have you done!" My head shoot up to see Angy and Grandma at the entrance, staring down at Tom's motionless body.
"I--i---he---we" I just stutter.
"You what?! You killed him you b*tch!" Those forbidden words get uttered and I start to shake my head.
"No. No. No. Grandma you need to believe me. I didn't. He was- I just---"
Angy lunge herself at me and I get pushed into the chair.
"Stop it! Angy!" I hear Grandma yell amidst the chaos. Angy doesn't stop attacking me with her nails though.
"There's a pulse! He's alive." Angy pause in her onslaught and we both look at Grandma who's crouched beside Tom's body. Angy push off me and sit beside her dad's body.
"Dad? Dad! It's me. Wake up okay?" She rambles as she shake him.
"Get water girl!" Grandma orders and I quickly get up to do just that. I come back with a bowl of water which get snatched from my hands before I can hand it to Grandma.
"Don't you dare come near us. I want you out of this house Maya." She grind out.
"Angy don't--"
"No Granny. She's bad luck. Just look at your son!" Angy cries out.
"This isn't right. I won't let you do this to her. Where would she go?" Grandma argues weakly.
"Don't you care about your son? Look at him and stop worrying about a complete stranger for once. Look at him! He's a drunk like you. Isn't this your fault as well?" Angy spit and Grandma gasp.
"I care about my son young lady! Don't you--"
"Stop." I whisper and they both go silent.
"I'll leave."

*******
"Is that you Beatrice?!" I yell from the other side of the train station's metal door. This was the only place I could find to lay my head for the night. Maybe it's time I left this town. I managed to grab my savings box while Angy followed me around the house to make sure I don't 'steal' anything while I pack what little things I have.
The hard banging on the door continues and I start to get scared. I had called Beatrice to tell her of my situation and even though she offered to let me live in her house, I declined. I needed to be alone and think of a way forward from here. Perhaps living with her would make me want to remain in this place when there's nothing here for me.
"Maya? Are you in there?!" The familiar voice brings me back to the present and I drop the wood I have been grabbing for protection.
What is he doing here? I push the rusted key into the door and pull it open only to be confronted with my Prince char-- I mean my boss.
"Sir? What are you doing out here?" I say while he looks at me up to down.
"I was worried about you." He says and something inside me warms up. He's just worried because he pities you. My mind tells me.
"You don't have to pity me. Sir."
"I don't pity you Maya. I just can't help that you are always on my mind these days." He says and I notice he's sweating really bad and there's cool air blasting us right now. A lightning light the sky and it starts to drizzle. He's getting wet but he's just looking at me weirdly. I feel kind of hot from his gaze. I lick my suddenly dry lips and see his nose flare.
"Don't do that Maya." He groans.

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. Do what? I wrinkle my nose in confusion and he growls.
"Sh*t! That's even hotter." He says before he press his lips to mine in an urgent kiss. I gasp brokenly and this gives him access to my mouth. He does this insane thing with his tongue and I feel like I am in central cloud nine!
He pushes us inside the room and shut the door with his foot.
"Just divine." He mumbles as he continues his magic on my lips. His hands start to c*ress my side and it feels so good. I think I just moaned. The back of my legs touch something and I feel myself being lifted onto a table.
"What--" I ask brokenly but his mouth come back to shut me. His lips moves down to trail wet kisses down my neck and I feel like I'm going to burst with the intense feeling. When his tongue graze the top of my br*ast I freeze.
"Relax." He m*ans as he goes back to kiss my ear. I can't relax.
"Do you trust me, Maya?" I find myself nodding.
"Then let me make you feel good." He says as he push the tiny strap of my dress off my shoulder. He stares deeply into my eyes and I just want to give him anything he wants.
"make me feel good." I whisper brokenly and that's all the encouragement he needed before he takes me to heights of pleasure I never knew existed before.
Maybe I'll regret this in the morning but this night would forever be mine to cherish.

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