A Sweet Lie
Sitting in the corner I scan the room, a sea of faces, faces that are smiling, chatting, drinking.
They’re happy…
How are they happy? my husbands gone..
I know they don’t love him like I do, but.. they should still care right?.
Im cut off mid thought as I swivel my head to see a commotion unfolding.
I watch as plates, food, glasses, and wine batter the floor at the young servers feet and a woman with furious eyes scans the area until they land on me.
Storming over with a sense of confidence shown on her face but not held within her shoulders as she stops before me “ you won’t get away with this, just because you’re his wife doesn’t mean anything. “
Is this woman delusional, I questioned before posturing my shoulders tilting my heading slighty and lifting my chin to meet her gaze.
“ I’ve been with him since day one and I won’t be cut out like this, I want what he promised me.!“
I stand with a stone cold stare, looking at her as I ask “ And that would be.? “
“ Everything Henry promised, I get everything. “
I chuckled quietly, heading towards the courtyard doors gesturing for her to follow, as I close the doors behind us.
I turn to face her yet my smile is gone “ What makes you think I would give you anything? You really believe this was all his don’t you? “ I questioned, irritation clearly evident in my voice.
“ Of course it’s his, you never worked! he always complained about you mooching off of him. “
I tilt my head forward laughing yet my eyes never left hers. “Oh you think so? Everything he ever had I gave him, he may not have known it, but I do. Theres alot of things my husband never knew about me, however there’s alot you’ll find out if you keep up with this nonsense. “
She stepped back slightly, a worried look covering her face while a small grin adorned mine, yet she still had enough nerve to let a false confidence take hold.
“ You dont know who I am do you.? I’m Aria Bellows and I’m not to be messed with.”
losing control of my anger I pull a gun from my leg holster, holding it to her head, tilting mine to the side slightly, her hands gripping at my wrist like a vine.
I chuckle, letting out a rough breath before retorting “ And I’m a widow with nothing left to lose. “
Looking at her I see the confidence she held is gone and the worried look in her eyes has once again returned.
I smile “ Not so confident now are we miss bellows? “ I waited for a response but aria seemed to have gone mute.
“ Like I said before, theres alot you’ll find out if you keep up with this nonsense, so I think it’s best you stop while you’re ahead. Dont you? “ I questioned tilting my chin up with narrow eyes.
Aria nods her head furiously eyes wide as she starts taking a few steps back before dropping her hands and running out of the garden gate.
“ La concha ” I say as I drop my arm and crouch down sighing into my knees as I realise the life I once had is now over, nothing but a memory… a sweet lie.
Standing slowly, I look at the gun in my hands remembering how Henry had brought it for me on my 21st birthday. He said he would feel better knowing I had it for emergencies or for when he was going out of town on business.
“ Baby I want you to have this, so I wont have to worry so much when I’m away. “
Hearing the words play over in my head sickens me as I shake the memory from my thoughts, before throwing the gun into the bushes.
Turning around and taking a deep breath in, I slowly let it out before walking back into the house and ploping myself down in a chair.
Scanning the room once more, I see all of the same smiling faces yet I no longer feel anything towards them, just numbness.
Hours pass by in what feels like days, as the final guests are giving me their condolences whilst simultaneously praying for my new solem life at the same time.
As the last guests leave and the front door finally closes, the sound of silence envelops the house. It’s eerie, yet calm and I’m suddenly unsure of what to do with myself.
After making up my mind that I will no longer be sleeping in this house, I started to search for my purse, phone and keys, locating them before making my way towards the garage.
I open the door and walk in, slowly sliding my hand across the cool plaster wall, feeling for the switch as I flick the overhead lights on.
Making my way over to the car as heel clicks echo across the walls.
Opening the door and lowering myself into my bmw, I pull down the sun visor to see the photo of Henry and I that I had always kept there before plucking it from its place, balling it up and tossing it into the back seat.
I take a deep breath, punching the steering wheel as I let out a grutteral scream.
I give myself a minute to breath before I wipe the hair out of my face, pulling myself together as quickly as I fell apart.
I push the ignition hearing the engine roar to life, pressing the clicker for the garage door when it starts peeling away from the concrete.
I Shift into drive before taking off down the driveway and heading into the city.
