The Glorious Revenge Chapter 1
Been a while I wrote a fictional story. So here you go. I originally submitted this to Goodnovel but they rejected it. Well, I decided to publish it on here. In fact, I will be posting all my fictional work on here from now on.
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I groan in pain as I regained consciousness. I try to move my neck, but dizziness overwhelms my body and forces me to stay put. I feel a strong pain coursing through my body, causing me to question my predicament. All I remember was getting into a taxi on my way home from the grocery store. What happened after that is beyond me. All I know is that I got hit real hard in the back of the head.
“How is she, Doctor?” I could hear my husband Jamie from outside the ward discussing with the doctor. My poor husband. He was just minding his business at work, only for him to hear this news. My heart sank with guilt. I always felt like a burden to him, especially since I have no sense of livelihood in my name. All I do is take care of the house and ask for money for groceries. I remember a heated argument Jamie had with my mother over my lack of a job.
“Oh, she is fine. Her neck got broken, and she also injured her foot as well. But she is perfectly alright. Nothing too serious.” Jamie sighed. “I should have picked her up myself.” He mutters. “Either way, I am not sure if I can keep doing this.”
Now I am confused because why did he say that? “I beg your pardon?” Jamie looks the doctor dead in the eye and says, “Tell her it is over between us. And that I am sorry.” With that, he leaves, completely waking out of my life for good.
I broke down in tears, feeling so hurt and betrayed by his actions. What did I do wrong? Who did I truly offend?! I just stayed put, gobsmacked by his actions. Now that I think about it, Jamie had been acting up for the past couple of days.
He barely ever slept at home and every time he came back, he gave excuses and then dash back out again. We barely ever had sex in our marriage. That is how bad things were. My mother told me that she suspects that Jamie was cheating, afterall why would he disappear like that? Now that I think about it, she may have a point.
The doctor walks into the room to speak to me. I tell him straight up, “I overheard every single thing he told you.” He gave me a sympathetic look, a look that I grow to hate with passion. “DO NOT FUCKING PITY ME!! ALSO CALL MY MOTHER PLEASE” I shout, breaking down in tears. Everyone stares at me as though I were crazy.
The doctor does not say a word and walks out. I look around for my phone but cannot find it. Perhaps it got destroyed during the accident. One thing is for certain, these next days are gonna be hellish.for me.
Hours later, my mother and my friends Kelsey and Emma show up. The doctor filled them in on Jamie’s behaviour. “I knew it!! I knew that bastard was not worth shit!!” Emma yells. Mother runs over to my bed and hugs me. “My beloved Mary!! I am so glad that I did not lose you!!”
I roll my eyes and gently push Mum off me with whatever little strength I had, despite the pain my body was in. “Just leave me.” I say.
Kelsey places a hand over mine. “Mary I understand how you feel. Afterall, I am a former divorcee myself and I am yet to fully heal from that trauma.” Kelsey and I have a lot in common. We married our respective spouses for three years and both these men treated us like shit. Kelsey’s case was worse because her ex beat the crap out of her every single day until she ran away with their son. I have no kids because Jamie forced me to take a vasectomy prior to marriage. Now that I think about it, that is borderline abuse, especially since you lied about wanting to have kids only to backpedal on that much later on.
“Men ain’t shit.” says Emma. Emma never married but was getting close to the altar only for the guy to bail on her on their wedding day. So she has every right to be mad. “I just wanna get out of here.” I grumble. It was then that my tummy begins to rumble. “Man I am hungry.” The others chuckled. “Good thing I brought a basket of goodies.” says Mother as she hands the basket to Kelsey who places it on the bed next to my feet and gets out the food.
I smile fondly at Mum’s famous tuna sandwiches. Let me tell you, mum would pack pack those in my lunch box for school every single morning. “Ah. Sweet childhood memories.” Mum laughs. “You always looked forward to these as a kid.” Kelsey hands me one, which I happily accept and munch with happiness.
The rest of the food brought back even more childhood memories, some nice potato salad, a piece of Shephard’s pie, some spaghetti bolognese and some fresh orange juice. Nothing gives me more joy than some home-cooked meals. Truth be told, the past couple of weeks have been hellish even though I had no job and had zero savings. I spent more time in bed than out and only forced myself out whenever Jamie would come home.
At times, I wonder if Jamie possibly cheating had something to do with my current appearance. I am not fat by any means but I do have a flabby tummy now thanks to an accumulation of weight thanks to stress of life.
My face is a bit plain, or at least it appears that way, because I have not been taking care of myself. The last time I ever wore makeup and ever went to a spa was whilst preparing for the wedding. But that was three years ago. This is the now. What is a woman like me to do now? Do I go back to school and finish that degree I gave up to marry Jamie? Or do I set up some business? The second option terrifies me as I have zero savings. Most of my money, Jamie gave it to me and what he gives me is what he considers ‘the bare minimum.’
I cannot remember the last time I stared at myself in the mirror that I think about it. Perhaps now would be the best time to do it. Once I get out of the hospital that is. Either way, all that will have to wait. I need to heal my body first. Everything else will be sorted later.
