Faithfully Rogue

3: A Rogue intervention

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"If pain must come, may it come quickly. Because I have a life to live, and I need to live it in the best way possible. If he has to make a choice, may he make it now. Then I will either wait for him or forget him."

~Paulo Coelho

Rogue's POV

***Six Week After The Wedding.***

A week ago Alex told me to stay away from her and although I have decided to respect her wish and stay away I could not shove aside the fact that Alvin after succeeding in destroying my life and happiness was still stretching out his hand to hurt Alex and take everything away from her.

I could still remember the look on her face that day as she accused me of being part of the plot to take her down occastrated by Alvin. When she accused me of still working with him I felt hurt but I felt angry.

I believe I would have had a chance to reason with her if Alvin hadn't tried to take what she owned away from her.

I can still remember her words in my ears like it was just an hour ago.....

"You're still going to play the betrayal card and treat me like a clueless fool again?!" she hardly demanded.

"No, I'd never do that." I replied, shaking my head.

She got down from her car and close the door, "Yesterday I found a document among the ones sent home and if I had signed and returned it without carefully reading through, I would have been transferred all my asset including my two companies and BeautyFree to Alvin. Are you going to deny having no knowledge of this too?"

My eyes widen in surprise and this almost knocks my breath out because the last thing I expected was hearing that Alvin was still hellbbent on ruining Alex, "I swear to you Alex, I don't, Alvin and I are not friends, neither am I working with him."

She shook my head in disbelief, "I don't believe you."

"It's the truth! I'd never hurt you that way, you're the mother of my unborn child." At this point I was desperate for her to believe me and it was heartbreaking that that the trust she once had in those eyes for me was no longer there.

"That means nothing and you want to know why? It's because you lie Rogue you always lie! Should I even call you Rogue or just call you Ray or R because I never knew you and I'm not going to pretend like I did."

I dragged in a sharp breath and it like she just stabbed me in the heart with a sharp stake and I tried to shield myself somehow and I looked away from her even though my eyes already flashed with much hurt after she say those words, "You knew me, you still know me Alex babe, listen. I'm still that guy you fell for, the guy who loves you with all his heart." I stepped forwards toward her, but she raised her hand and stopped me on my tracks.

She glared at him, "Don't call me those names, you don't lie to those you love, if you and Alvin think I'm giving up everything I have without a fight, then you both have got another thing coming."

I sighed in defeat, knowing I was fighting a lost battle and nodded, "Alex I'm not on Alvin' side, I'm on yours. I admit I did a terrible thing by hiding the truth from you and I want to tell it all to you now, if you give me the chance Alex, I won't lie or try to hide anything, I will bare it all to you, every part of me. Even the ones I want to keep hidden."

"It's too late Rogue cause, I don't want to hear anymore! Go away from my gate and I swear the next time I see you, I'm calling the police!" She said before entering into her car and driving off.

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Staying away from Alex is a very difficult thing to do, but not impossible and the past week I've done just that even though it's easier said than done and I know as time goes on, I might be able to live with not seeing her. But I can not live knowing that Alvin is still out there, plotting against Alex and looking for ways to frustrate her.

I pick up my phone and after dialling the number I place the phone to my ear and wait for the one in the other line to pick up.

"Hello Ayo, how is the process coming along??"

"Good day Mr Von Quaint, so far it's been good, Mr Paige has suspected nothing the job will get as we have planned." Ayo replies with optimism.

"Keep me posted." I say, before ending the call.

I plan on taking everything from Alvin the same way he took everything from me and I've known Alvin long enough to know that he could scheme and plot the perfect havoc against an enemy but always fails to watch his back. I am going to use that to my advantage and he would rather he was not born when I am through with him. That's what he gets for ever messing with Alex and as it turns out I have nothing better to do with my time.

Tomorrow is another day, an even greater day.

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Many hours later

A knock comes on my door and I pulled the pillow away from my face and groan loudly, the last thing I want is to be disturbed and I specifically told Hassan not to let anyone in until I said he could, so I am f*****g going to give whoever is there a piece of my mind and someone is going to have to find themselves another housekeeping job.

“Who’s there?” I demand angrily, sleep still lingering in my eyes.

"It's Lare your best friend," he answer brightly and confidently before knocking on the door once again, "come open up."

My brows rise in annoyance as I begin to get off the bed, "Who the f**k gave you that title of best friend and it's barely day time go away?"

"You gave me the title when you made me your best man at your wedding and it's almost afternoon." He point out, going headstrong with his argument.

His last word sends sleep running from my face. It's almost afternoon? Damn! How long did I sleep?

"Oh yeah? We'll look at how the wedding went! Does that tell you anything now?" I ask, my voice developing a harsh tone.

"It ended bad I know and you're to blame, you can't decide you want to spend the rest of your life with someone and still leave them in the dark about who you are and yes our past are not always the best; yours is a nightmare, but this woman was supposed to be part of your present and your future. I know we are all afraid of trusting the wrong person, but it was clear you loved her and to an extent trusted her, so you should have shared them, a little bit of yourself with her."

He is blunt and unapologetic, but he is also right, nevertheless, I am not in the mood to say he is right. "Your likeness for being right is the very reason you're still single."

"We are both single dude," he shoot back. "come open up."

"I want to be alone Lare, so go away."

I hear him sigh loudly, "I'm not your dad, Rogue neither am I your brothers; so I don't have to listen to what you say, nor do I have to respect your wish. Goddamit open this f*****g door before I kick it down."

"I'm going to open the door not because you can kick down this door, we both know that you f*****g can't, I'm going to open it because I don't want you to drive me crazy with the noise you call talking." I open the door with its key and then turn the knob and it opens wide to the smug face bastard called Lare.

"That works for me." He answers, feeling a little happy with himself.

He is wearing a khaki trouser and a white polo on top, his hairstyle has changed and his hair is now rearing a low cut unlike the afro I've known him with in the last few months. On his face are a few unshaved stubble which doesn't suit him at all but I let that be because the last thing I want is to have an argument with him about what looks good on him.

Only the heaven knows the facial style he's going to try keeping next.

He is about to step inside, but I stop him with my hand, "So you know I did not open this door from the goodness of my heart, I'll beat the s**t out of you if you don't stop your unending babbling." I threaten through gotten teeth as I stare down at him.

He places a hand to his chest dramatically, "Oh you hurt me with your threats and deep in my gut I'm terrified fri–"

I grab him by his shirt and pull him closer, no trace of sarcasm was present in my voice and no humour present on my face either. "I wasn't joking and unless you want to lose a few teeth, you would take the warning seriously."

Fear displays in his eyes as he looks at me, but he raises his hands up in understanding and surrender, "Okay big guy I've heard you, you look like s**t by the way and I say this in all sincerity and seriousness."

I let go of his shirt and he begins to adjust it while I walk back towards bed. "If that's what you came to tell me, I already know that. Kindly see yourself out."

"That's not all," she follows me behind, "I came to check up on you and ask you what the f**k you think you're doing to yourself. You lost your fiancée, the love of your life and you are going to give up on everything else? Cainan wanted to be the one doing this cause Anthony went back to the UK, but Cainan is on an urgent business trip to Spain and won't be coming back until two weeks time and you seem to need this help now."

I shake my head stubbornly, "I don't need help from any of you, I'm fine on my own."

"That's your pride talking right there and to think I almost believed you wouldn't have it anymore." I turn and glared murderously at him, but he continues speaking. "You're not fine, anyone with eyes can see that and since you refuse to listen to your father's advise and also pick up your phone to reply your friends, we've decided to come to you."

As he says that's, his phone begins to ring and he pick it up and he hum in response before speaking.

"Yes he's here. He looks likes hell too. Believe me, I'm not exaggerating here and yes I have in the past, but these past few weeks hasn't brought out anything good in him."

He pauses a while letting the other person on the phone speak, "Yes I know." He says in agreement with the caller on the other line. "He literally looks like what he's supposed to look like when he's seventy and I tell you it's not a great look. His beards are all sticking out his hair is unkept and this is so unlike the Rogue we used to know." He explains in pure horror.

"Who are you talking to?" I demand, getting pissed off by his description of my appearance and storming towards him.

"No one," he and moves back from me. "See I told you he was also unwell, he's about to beat me up."

I grab him forcefully while he struggle to get free and I tightened my hands even more and and bring my fisted hand up, close to his face and I watched terror settle there in his brown eyes. "If you don't tell me who the f**k you're talking to I'm going to beat the s**t out of you this instant."

"When did you become so violent!" Vivian asks and I turn around and see her standing at the door. Her hands fold over her chest and her brow high with curiosity. She's wearing a black jeans and a red long sleeve shirt tucked into the Jean, with only three buttons done. Her hair is now red in colour and braided into two and its tip laced with silver beads and it is a great look on her and makes her face glow even more.

"Vivian!" I breathe out, not believing my eyes, she had left for the States after my failed wedding and wasn't supposed to be back in the next two months.

"Let go of Lare before you choke the life out of him," she snaps instantly "he might be all talk, but he can't kill a fly and you already know that except you don't care anymore."

Lare still tries to get free but I only tighten my grip and I ask Vivian, "What are you two doing here?"

She sighs loudly and steps further into my room, "We are here trying to do what every good friend would do for their friend in time of need. We are here to save you."

I let go off Lare's clothes and make my way to the bed, "I don't need your saving Vivian I'm fine on my own."

She rolls her face, "Says the guy that has stalked his ex fiancé for five weeks and then locked himself up for one week. From where I stand you need a lot of saving."

Hearing her call me a stalker made me feel horrible, but that was what I was doing those past few weeks without even knowing it. To me I just wanted to be heard, but I can't even imagine what Alex must have thought of me, no wonder she finally threatened to call the cops on me.

Wait a minute, "You were following me?" I demand frowning in disappointment at her.

"Like I said before, it's what friends do."

"And like I said before, I'm fine and if you've got some fuckiny sense you would realise that what you need to be doing is telling your father that you are not sexually attracted to men instead of bailing on every dinner date he sets you up on."

This time pain flashed in her eyes and she's frown, "Have you been following me?"

"I wish I was, but I've got better things to do."

I hear Lare groan angrily, "You're being a d**k, Rogue and what we are trying to do is help."

"I can't stress this out enough, but I don't need your help."

Vivian walks over to me and once she's standing in front of me, she slaps me across the face then grab my face in her hands, "You don't have to push us away, we don't judge you and you may have lost Alex, but you still have your friends and we are here to help you back on your feet and who knows fate mights still give you another chance. But that won't happen if you decide to shut the world out so pull yourself together. Do you understand me?" She let go of my face and my hand slowly goes to my face and my palm softly rub against the stinging part

"Yes you are." I answer promptly.

She steps back from me, "Good," she turns to Lare and nugdes her head, "I came out to my father yesterday. As it turns out, I am demi s****l, not gay."

"Wait what?!" Lare exclaims, "That means you could—"

Vivian doesn't let him finish his sentence, "I like girls more than guys Lare." She stress out loudly.

He holds up a finger in objection, looking a little hopeful. "But there's a chance you like men too right?"

If I didn't know better I'd say Lare still have feelings for Vivian and realising that she is pansexual seem to have given him hope and I'm no fortune teller, but these two will never work and the faster Lare get that, the better for him.

"How did that end the last time?" Vivian asks harshly.

Lare shuts his mouth and nod in understanding, hope leaving his eyes, "I understand," he answers, his eyes dropping slightly.

Vivian eyes drops in remorse as well and I watch her bite her lower lips as she stares at Lare, "I'm sorry Lare," she apologizes, "I know you may still have feelings for me and sleeping with your sister was wrong, especially because I was still with you and it was a d**k move. I cheated, betrayed and hurt you, and I never said sorry and you deserve better. I love you, but as a friend and nothing more. I hope one day you find a girl that loves you the way you deserve."

He smiles widely and nods, "That's the nicest thing you've ever said to me and thank you for saying it, wish you luck with whoever you end up with too."

"Thank you, now do your thing with him." She say, pointing towards me.

"Oh yeah," he clears his throat and approaches me, "Due to your recent turn of life, we think it's better you see a therapist to help you through this time."

I laugh hysterically and wag my head, "I've told the both of you already, I don't need help, you think I'm going to go to some stranger and have them tell me what they think about my life?"

"The decision is not open for debate, so your opinion isn't really needed." Vivian state, dismissing any form of objections I may have had.

"I'll give you her card and number and I'll call and schedule a meeting with her." Lare hands me the card with white and orange design, having the name Kemi Okoye on it.

I take the card from her hand, "What makes you so sure I'll go?"

"Because you have no choice from where I stand. " Vivian answer and I turn to her, "you need help, maybe not ours, professional help. We love you too much to want to lose you Rogue." Her eyes are pleading and as she finishes she takes a step towards me and kisses my forehead before gently murmuring, "I believe in you Rayyan."