MANIPULATIVELY TURNED AS OUR STORY

It was the weekend; Randolph was at home playing with the kids, and I was staring at them every time I saw him this way with the kids. I felt frightened for some reason; in fact, every act made me question what the hell he was up to. As usual, I would get my answer only when I needed to know, not when I wanted. That bastard has mastered everything.

I was so deeply involved in my thoughts that I was back in the real world when I sensed Randolph’s presence, giving a questioning gaze: “What are you doing here, and why are you staring at us?” “Is it wrong to watch?” “No, but sometimes you are scary when you give a dam work to your brain.” “Don’t even start now.” “So what was going on in your thick head?” “It’s nothing.” “Really?” That was a mockery. Damn, how the hell was he so good at reading my mind? With Randolph, I can’t bloody hide anything, and I hate it.

There was a question that was always lingering in my mind. I was curious to get an answer, and I prayed that after hearing his answer I would not get a heart attack. “I knew you liked kids; you are proving to me that you like them more and more. Now I concluded that you like kids like anything, so how many do you have planned to have in the future?” I got a chuckle in response.

“Yeah, thanks to Aaron, I guess, and my answer to your question is, I don’t have any numbers in my mind. I think as many as I could.” “How come you got some numbers right?” after giving a thought, “Maybe 11 or 12,” which only left me in horror. Was this bastard crazy? He wanted me to send me to heaven by only giving birth to his kids. Doesn’t he have a bloody brain? Who the hell is brainless now? “Are you crazy, 12? Are you out of your mind? Do you by any chance think of me as a machine or what you bastard?”

That made him to gulp down, he didn’t notice how dam serious I was when I asked this question, he better be kidding I am not going to take responsibility for the consequences, “Hey, hey, cool numbers can be reduce may be 8 or 9”, it didn’t had any effect on me still my gaze was burning, “At least 5 or 6, not less than that”, “Do you know what it feels like getting conceived and while giving birth if you had gone through at least one you would never mentioned a dozen”, by keeping my hands on my waist by giving my best imitative look I spoke those words, “But at least 6 we could have, you won’t go through alone I mean after pregnancy, I and Mrs. Nelson will always be supportive right”, “Can you promise me something”, “What”, “We are going to plan next pregnancy right I mean no more surprises, please I beg you promise me at least that”, “Ana, do pregnancy work based on promises please think before you speak”, “Are you going to promise me or not”, “Ana listen like for year we are not going to have kids ok, I can’t promise anything because these things doesn’t work that way”, “Whatever, stay away from me”, “Again don’t talk like an idiot”, “Go away bastard I hate you”.

With that, she started walking towards our room when I stopped her and spoke, “Today there is a party, and you are accompanying me”, “No, hell no, my belly is visible, I am not going to come with you”, “Same stylish you have met last time is going to come to your makeover”, “Did you hear me, I am not bloody coming with you”, “Be ready by 7 pm, ok, I will pick you up, now I got some work going out, meet you at evening”, “Hey, hey, don’t act like a deaf bastard, I am not going to attend any party with you by showing off this belly”, that much I could hear till I reach the car, now she must be cursing thank god I am far.

We were in the car going to the party, and Ana was angry I could gather that much when she was far away from me near the window, and trying to move further, it’s a bloody car, where the hell she could possibly go and not to forget, “Ana you know you are pregnant, please remember you are not slim, and it’s a bloody car stop moving”, “Are you telling me that I am fat”, “Don’t try to give different meaning I am reminding you about your pregnancy in case you have forgotten, you can’t go any further stop bloody moving, don’t deny the fact you need a whole seat so stop with your act”, “Will you shut up, I mean it”, “Fine but stop”, by turning her face towards the window she was sitting comfortably at last.

We entered the hall; it was a large, magnificent one; it was a party thrown to collect charity; and I couldn’t miss it for so many reasons.

As we entered the hall, everyone’s eyes were on us considering the circumstances; it was inevitable, but Ana was feeling uncomfortable; she had to get used to these parties because in the coming days, there would be more of them, and I am going to make sure that she would always accompany me.

Ladies’ eyes at this party were gawking at us, especially at Ana, giving disgusting looks when we were passing, and Ana was noticing but not repelling. Maybe I was beside her, or for any other reason. When she was pregnant, finding her reasons was damn hard. I can’t guess what she would be thinking.

I made Ana take a seat, and I excused myself as I needed to mingle and also needed to meet a few people she was protesting, but I had to, and irrespective of her protest, I left her for my own reasons.

I really didn’t have any intention of leaving her alone that way. In the middle of the hall, she was sitting like a lost puppy, and she had to get used to this. She also needed to get prepared and be capable of holding my title. This was stupid, but the practical experience would give her a hell of a lot of experience. I want to know how the hell she will cope with every fucking thing that is thrown at her.

I was sitting like a lost puppy, watching everyone who was present. I clearly didn’t belong here. Why the hell did he make me come with him? This pretentiousness, all those faking emotions, sexy gestures—is it really my thing from a long distance anyone could make out; It wasn’t; I wanted to run, only if I was not pregnant.

While I was so involved in observing my surroundings, a few ladies approached me, and they wore various emotions. The most common one was that they were disgusted by my presence, and ladies, please attack that bastard. I didn’t want to attend this bloody party. By seeing everyone’s face for some reason, I gulped down, and fear started encrypting. I had never been in a fight, and I didn’t have any plans to get involved with these ladies, who were capable of doing everything by just showing their faces with different expressions. Where the hell was that bastard? I needed him at this moment. I can only bark, not bite. Please, somebody save me. I can’t handle any of these witches.

“Hi, you were Randolph’s secretary, right? We have met a few times; she was staring at my belly, and yeah, no need to be a genius to guess 1+1= 2, “Your belly, and you came with Randolph congratulation like every bitch you ended up getting pregnant for his child. What the hell with secretaries always fucking your boss? Is this a good way of making money by whoring around your bosses?”.

Those words were spoken by one of the rich bitches. I didn’t know her name, and I don’t have any intention of knowing why the hell these rich bitches can’t point out that bastard, why the hell it’s bloody my mistake. “Right cheap way to make money, like, are you really not ashamed of this seriously? How the hell do you people think of matching our status by whoring around and getting faces to attend this party? Give me a fucking break.” “Common ladies, give her a break. Let her whore around whomever she wants. Let’s make sure she fucking doesn’t approach our husbands or boyfriends.”.

Yeah, right, the reason why the hell I was opposing attending is that I can’t face these classy witches who act like bloody decent women; every bitch got her own story, bloody pointing fingers towards me.

“Can you tell us something about how the hell things ended up in this way with Randolph? He was a bloody, choosy bastard, if I am not wrong. Fucking knocked on her secretary like any other, and on top of it, brought her to this well-known party. You are one lucky bitch.”

I had enough; rather than burning in anger and being frustrated, I needed to speak up and shut their mouth. That bastard was nowhere to be found. How the hell was I going to defend myself? I did get knocked out by that bastard, right? “So please tell us frankly, are you not ashamed of yourself, at least for a minute?” You not only got knocked out, but you dared to attend this party. Like, seriously, what were you thinking before coming over here? “You know what I think, girls? She should get the hell out of here before anyone throws her out.”.

“And who fucking dares to do that, please enlighten me who fucking dares to do that, anyone from you, like seriously”, “Randolph, we were just having a conversation”, “You were threatening her; I heard every fucking word don’t give me bloody innocent act”, “We were talking, Randolph, that’s it; you may confirm with your new bitch”, “Knock it off, I know everyone’s bloody stories over here; shall I fucking start throwing on your bloody faces, Ana? I had shared with you a few rights; you could have bloody used it; why the hell were you silent? They fucking don’t stop barking unless you bite them back.”.

He was bloody boiling, and was he in anger because I didn’t defend myself? Strange, and most importantly, did he know these witches’ stories? They might have plenty of stories that will come in handy to me in these types of situations, so I should collect everything from him.

“So shall I, ladies?”, they were frightened, who won’t be he is dam good at every bloody thing. “We are sorry Randolph will get going,” “Better don’t repeat it, ladies; trust me, you don’t want to taste when you are against me; I am dam good when I am fucking bad, ok, I hope you learned your lesson,” and without uttering a word, they existed.

Randolph was staring at me like I was responsible for the whole mess, “Can’t you speak up why the hell were you mute”, “I told you that I wouldn’t accompany you, you didn’t listen to me because of you I had to go through everything, why the hell everyone is showing prejudice towards me from which angle you are looking innocent, for every bloody thing that happened till now you were solely responsible right”, “You can open that mouth only in front of me”, “Why are you scolding me, that’s not fair I am innocent and I am pouring my heart out”, “Oh god please shut it, I need to use washroom will you be in one piece till I get back”, “I am not fragile”, “Well you were acting like one”, “Knock it off, just go I will be waiting here”, “Yeah, right no one will approach you still be safe”, “Just go I mean it”, “Whatever sassy”, “I am not”, “You are”, with that he was gone.