His Cure

She got up from the couch, abandoned her phone on the table then went inside the kitchen.

She placed her hand on the knife before taking it from the magnetic strip.

She trails her fingers on it and chuckles.

“I’m sorry to everyone that has ever cared for me.. to everyone that has ever hated me, and is hating me now.. I will take responsibility. I hope my death would soften and dissolve your hatred towards me.”she said inwardly.

“Such a sharp knife..”she moans bitterly.

“It’s quite a pity that I wouldn’t be able to use you in cutting lettuce or slicing onions anymore.”she gripped it tightly and shut her eyes.

“To the dearest me, I am sorry.”she said softly before thrusting the knife inside her..

**

Jennifer hurled up her body on the bed, sobbing.

She has been like that ever since she got back home the previous day.

She has cried so much that her eyes has become baggy and her throat has gone sore.

All the water in her eyes seems to have run dry also.

She has refused to eat or drink anything too.

She has refused to talk to her daddy who is her best friend too.

He left her room sometimes ago, obviously tired as all the tactics he tried in getting her to talk and stop wallowing up in sadness were all futile.

He felt disappointed with Henry.

He told him his son was not going to marry that girl but why has Gregory made an official post that he would be getting married to her and not his daughter?

They, blatantly haven’t seen the recent news.

Jennifer’s personal maid came inside her room gently.

She has been walking on egg shells since the other day.

She didn’t want to do anything that would annoy her.

But, this time, she’s got joyous news for her.

“Ma’am?”she called lowly.

The room was quiet so it’s a sure thing that she was clear enough in her call.

Well awared that she is not going to get a response, she proceeded,”I think you should check out the lastest updates on your Instagram, ma’am. Miss Olivia posted that Beatrice is a lesbian and this has got tongues wagging for a while now.”

Jennifer’s eyes widened and she yanked the duvet off her head.

“What did you just say?”

“Beatrice is a lesbian, ma’am. Everyone now knows this so no way she would be getting married to Mr Winslow. You’re the only one that is worthy of that position.”

Jennifer brows perched up in excitement.

“You.. you mean it?”

“Of course, miss. I dare not give you a false information.”she wore a bright smile.

Jennifer chuckles.

“Pass me my phone.”she stretched out her hand.

Her maid came to pick up her phone that was on the table beside her and placed it gently on her hand.

She closed her palm before giggling.

Her eyes shone brightly when her news feed appeared.

Nicole call came right in and she rolled her eyes. Took her long enough.

“Thanks. You may leave.”she glanced at her maid.

She bowed, feeling butterflies in her stomach.

This is the first time Jennifer would appreciate her.

She left with a big smile.

Jennifer declined Nicole’s call and studied the news on her phone.

Her lips formed into a smile.

“Gregory was mine to begin with. I guess it’s time to announce our relationship.”

**

Beatrice laughed maniacally and grunts.

She picked up half of the apple she has just just divided with the knife and crunched on it.

“Trying to commit suicide is the worst option ever.”she told herself.

She walked back to the living room and plopped herself down on the seat.

“Now.. what do I do to solve this huge problem?”she inhaled then exhaled.

Numerous messages and notification kept coming in.

She nabbed her phone from the center table, deciding to check her new notifications out, even when she knew what it was.

°Winifred is live now. She is defending Beatrice!°

Her eyes went out in a huge roll.

She is live?

She quickly searched up Winifred on the search box but amidst the many people bearing that name, she was not there.

She searched for Wini and thankfully, her account was the first one it showed in the results list.

She tapped on her profile and scrolled down to watch her live session.

★I am recording this video on behalf of the wronged. During the night party where we were celebrating the launch of Michael’s new song, Beatrice and I met. I know we all know about Olivia and I relationship. We were once lovers before we broke up. Olivia still loved me obviously and wanted us to continue with our relationship and I lied to her that Beatrice was my new girlfriend, you know, I had eyes for her but she was quick to show her dislike for stuff like that. Olivia got angry and wanted to embarrass her which she failed in. I’m a bit surprise to see her getting dragged on the internet because of a false accusation. Beatrice is not a lesbian, people. This all happened because of me so I’m mustering all the courage in me to go against Olivia.★She explained before bending her head dolefully.

★If you are watching this, Beatrice. I hope you will find the heart to forgive me. I’m sorry for letting this happen to you, I truly am.★she weeps and grab some tissues to blow her nose with.

★That would be all guys. I hope you guys would stop hurting the innocent. So, guys, help me share this vid as much as you all can. Thanks.★and she ended the session.

Beatrice took her lips in and sighed.

She scrolled down to the comments.

*Ouch! Wini babyyy, I’m so sorry. I will stop dragging her now.*ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

*Winifred is a soft hearted person and easy going. She doesn’t normally involves herself in matters like this but for her to interfere in this one, I’m sure the Beatrice girl is truly innocent. She didn’t lie after all.*

*It must have been hard on the poor girl.*

Beatrice pouts her mouth sadly before smiling out tears.