Bipolar Attractions

30.

John’s gaze on me with shock and pain filled in them, as my lips tremble with my own words. Words that haven’t exited my mouth in eight years. “Laura…” John call my name.

“Don’t. Don’t pity me.” I cut John off. “Now you know the reason why it is so hard to be happy.” My tone stern that after my words to John, I take that as my cue to leave the office entirely and into my car. 

So much for wanting to set things right.

I lock the car doors, as my hands reach to start the engine but fail to. My hands shaking and my heart beating extremely fast as the memories of having the news of my barrenness delivered to me eight years ago fills my head, along with the loss of Ryan, and in a second I find tears descending my eyes.

What did I ever do wrong?

What did I ever do wrong to deserve such happiness to be stripped away from me. My fiancé, my child and also my womb all gone the same day, still yet, some others expect me to be normal. To still act like everything is fine.

My tears increase, as sobs begins to escape my lips, while my hands move to grip my stomach, feeling the endless sadness strike my heart and soul. The pain getting too much to bear that my heart clenches and my sobs go higher, while I bury my head on the steering wheel.

 I was not always like this, and even if I was, when Ryan came into my life, he changed me. I used to be bitter, didn’t give a s**t about the world and when I got into the force, my only aim was to get the men whom killed my mother unjustly. 

But when I met Ryan at the bar on my mother’s death anniversary, his calmness towards me is what got me talking to him after several attempts from him. Gradually I got to know he was a contractor and from there things began to fall in place and I fell in love with him. We planned on starting a family and even decided to name our baby girl my mothers name, until everything came crashing down and he was also taken away from me.

Which is why ever since, I find it hard to get close to anyone, cause it seems the ones I cherish most always end up getting taken form me, leaving me to pick back myself up again and again. Which is why, I can’t give John what it is he asks, because I can’t bear to feel the same pain I felt again, especially when I know I won’t be completely happy.

John only knew about my incident, but he had no idea of the fact that I became barren due to it, and apart from Dr Milan whom helped me through those years, not any soul know about my predicament. 

I wipe my tears and start off the engine of my puma, knowing if I don’t pick myself back up, no one is going to do that for me and I have come too far to let myself go back to the dark side I was before.

You are passed this Laura. Quit acting like a weakling.

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The reflection of the moon brightening the blue waters of the pool, as they shine their brightest, bringing attraction towards the waters, that it creates such a relaxing and divine scene from where I stand.

I will confess that the pool in Aurora fisher’s home is my favorite part of the mansion. I relax on the chair, sipping my red wine and enjoying the view, as my events of the past few days earns me a relaxing treatment by myself.

Something I like to call, a baby girl treatment.

“Sorry to disturb your leisure time, but you have a message,” Elias, one of the men from the force whom feigns as bodyguards for Aurora fisher, takes my attention with my gaze up and my position up right. It will be unheard of for someone as important as Aurora Fisher to not have bodyguards or men whom do her dirty businesses for her, but in this case Instead of hiring strangers, whom may later slip on the job, it’s part of the assignment from the higher ups, for Elias and others protecting Aurora Fisher to also have separate identities. Whereas they have all been briefed about the dangers of this assignment.

“Form who?” I ask Elias.

“From Felicity, I presume.” Elias answers, as he hands me an envelope containing somewhat of an invitation In it.

“Thank you Elias,” I nod lightly at him as he takes that as his cue to leave. I open up the envelope to wander my gaze on a red thick inscribed invitation card from Felicity, while I read in the words written.

“Dear Aurora Fisher, You are hereby invited to the Felicity’s private thanksgiving party, hosting tomorrow night at the Stone’s mansion.” I read the words again on the invitation, as I let out a dry scoff.

A thanksgiving party?

I didn’t know people like Felicity did take importance to such events, as it does take me by stun knowing I still have a lot to

Learn from the drug cartel. 

Another letter stays inside the envelope, while I pull it out, as this time it isn’t an invitation but a direct message from Felicity. “My Dear friend, I do know you are a busy woman, yet, i would be glad to have you by my side as we appreciate our wins and more of it to come from our friendship. Also, I do have a surprise for you, but only if you’re present to receive it. Yours, F.S.” A dry chuckle escape my lips, and I mentally roll my eyes at the tactics of Felicity. 

Nevertheless, I am curious to know what surprises awaits me, yet, it doesn’t beat the fact that I am also suspicious, but well, if I do intend on knowing the secrets of devil, I must first dine with her.

A party it is.