Hillary
“pick up the Fucking phone Hillary …”
“Hilly, what is going on, why aren’t you picking?”
“Bethany, this isn’t funny anymore, you are scaring the shit out of me.
“Pick up the fucking phone goddammit!” Avril yelled into the receiver, dropping several messages into my voicemail. She has been trying to take me out and cheer me up, but I’ve been avoiding her and rejecting her calls. I don’t want to cheer up and hang out with friends, I want to see Nathan, I want to know how he is faring. He has to man up and tell me if he doesn’t want to be with me anymore, he has to let me know so I can move on with my fucking life.
It’s been five days since Nathan left, five fucking days and I haven’t been able to reach him. Our call was interrupted while he was still on the plane, I guess they experienced a turbulence of some sort. I couldn’t reach him after that call and he hasn’t tried to call me either.
I’m itching to show him my new car, it’s so fucking beautiful. I got myself a red Porsche Cayenne Turbo. It’s so cute and I want him to see it, I want to boast to him that I have good taste in cars, but I can’t reach him on phone, his phones are all dead, and that is not supposed to be so. He is supposed to monitor the company from there, he is supposed to keep his phone on always, he is supposed to call me always.
I miss him…
I just don’t know how I can live my life without him. He has shown me so much love these few weeks, it still feels like a dream. I can’t help thinking that he has finally left me for good. Somehow, his family must have found out about our secret marriage, they must have forced him to cut all contact with me. They may have threatened him with something he couldn’t refuse, I’m sure he wouldn’t willingly leave me, he would never abandon me this way, not after all the promises he made to me before he left.
I’m slowly going insane…
The other day, I drove to their family's mansion, yeah, I know he said I should not do anything to draw attention to myself, but I just can't take it anymore, don’t blame me for loving him so much, I simply can’t do without him. I’m getting desperate, I need to know if he’s okay, I just want to hear his voice and know that he is okay, is that too much to ask?
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