My Husband, his Mistress and I part 15

My Husband his Mistress and I pic

Michaela comes out of the front door.

“What’s wrong?” She asks, putting her arms around his waist from behind.

“Nothing,” He says on a deep sigh.

“Come one tell,” She coaxes kissing his neck softly.

His spine straightens. “I don’t like talking about her with you,”

I sit up straight in my own chair at the tone he just used to say; ‘her’.

“Marcus come on, we both know what this is, I’m not trying to replace her so you can just tell me.” Michaela says gently rubbing her chin on his shoulder.

“I just hate it when she uses that tone with me, it’s so fake and I can’t understand why she does it. I’d leave her if I didn’t love her so much. All the pretence drives me crazy.” He says in a rush.

I feel like I’ve been slapped.

“Wow,” Is all his mistress can say.

“Sorry, I don’t mean to unload; all this isn’t fair to you.”

“Hunny please, you’re cute but I’m trying not buying.” She says coming to stand in front of him.

He smiles but it’s a sad one.

“Come on, let’s no and eat that famous fish pie the mangers wife keeps raging about then we can work it off, have to keep this figure in check.” Michaela says planting a good solid kiss on my husband.

Marcus chuckles and I’m happy in a vindictive way that it doesn’t sound as deep as the one he gave me which makes me pause. Am I jealous of Michaela? How can Marcus think I don’t love him, I only behave the way he wants me to.

Short Story: Dr Luella Lee part 3

Name: Valery Asante

Occupation: Student

Age: 15

Evaluation: Miss Asante is a bright young woman, who has been diagnosed with a rare blood disorder. She has attempted to take her own life several times, in the past. It has been a little over a year since she has tried to kill herself. She has had several questionable therapists in the past, one who tried to abuse her. Due to this reason she has trouble opening up to therapist, and people in general, but if she is to be cleared to attend secondary school she must come to therapy twice a week.

The patient

“No, I haven’t tried to kill myself.” Valery says softly. “I am handling it. Don’t worry. I have finally accepted my fate, this is who I am.”

“I heard you were having trouble with your medication.” Luella replies gently.

“I just don’t like being on so many tablet they…” she closes her eyes briefly as she takes a breath “but I am being a good girl, don’t worry.”

“Do you think I should be worried?”

“No.”

“Miss Hill, I just want to get to know you.”

Valery stays silent.

“Why don’t you tell me about your day?”

Valery stays silent and refuses to answer any more questions; she walks out of the room at the end of the session with a simple nod.