Another Chance For Love

Chapter 3

Brenda’s POV.

“You’ve been quiet.” Gerald said as they drove back from his parents house.

Brenda would have jubilated that he even noticed but her head was too far to even think about him right now.

“M’just tired is all.” Brenda said. She wasn’t necessarily lying. She was tired, not having fully rested from work before she had to go for the overbearing and exhausting dinner with her soon to be in laws, and then got the biggest bomb thrown to her. She was bound to be exhausted.

She was going to be working for Herod.

She didn’t understand why the universe hated her so much, she didn’t understand why she couldn’t have been working for any other person in the whole wide world. Why Jude didn’t think to sell the company to someone else other than him. But she wouldn’t even blame Jude, Herod had soon find himself to be the owner of every lucrative business in leaven city.

It was funny how she has been running from him ever since they met, how she had tried so hard to forget about him but the universe must have been laughing at her. Mocking her and saying “you can run but you cannot hide.”

Brenda was tired of everything. She just couldn’t catch a break.

“Is that why you didn’t tell my parents goodnight? That was rude sweet.” Gerald scolded.

Brenda all but wanted to roll her eyes at him, the nickname he had for her sounding even more annoying this night.

“I’m tired Gerald. Can we just not talk about your parents just this once.” Brenda begged.

Gerald rolled his eyes at her. “My mother is trying to be nice to you but you just won’t take it.”

“Nice!? You call that nice?” Brenda sparked. She had had it with him today. “She was condescending and undermining me and you call it being nice? I’m I a joke to you Gerald?”

“Why are you yelling? Stop yelling!!” He hissed.

Brenda scoffed, not ever expecting him to understand.

“Stop the car.” Brenda didn’t recognize her voice at this moment. She was angry and tired and that was a very complicated mix.

“What?” Gerald scoffed shaking his head at her tantrums, not believing that she was serious.

“I said stop the car Gerald.” Brenda yelled on the verge of bursting into tears.

Gerald’s eyes widened now realizing that she wasn’t kidding, he diverted the steering immediately, stopping at a corner.

“What now? Are you going to start yelling again?” Gerald mocked.

“You know what? f**k you.” Brenda hissed not even waiting to read the surprised look on his face before pulling the handle of the door and coming down.

“The f**k. Where are you—” she didn’t wait for his words before she was banging the door to his face and walking away.

Brenda had a knack for being impulsive, especially when she was angry. She didn’t care about what she was doing in that moment until she had calmed down and this was a proof of that.

Brenda didn’t know where she was! She was just walking until she was able to get away from her boyfriend and now she was standing in the middle of no where, hardly a car in sight and in the dead of the night.

As if the day couldn’t get any worse. She hissed.

Brenda tried calling for an Uber but they weren’t available in that area.

“Where is this f*****g place.” She sighed rubbing her tired eyes after the fifth cab driver had cancelled on her.

She scanned through her contact list and sighed, if it wasn’t for her parents who were five hours away, or her brother who was three hours away, or Lois, Brenda had no one else.

She tried calling Lois but it kept going straight to voicemail and she wouldn’t even blame her, considering the news she gave her today, Lois must be working her ass off to make sure everyone could keep their jobs.

She tried calling again but it went straight to voice mail. Brenda growled. “f**k. I hate this shit.”

She tried hailing cars on the road, not necessarily caring if she was even going to hail a killer. She just wanted to go home.

After trying and failing, Brenda didn’t know what else to do. She would rather sleep outside than call Gerald to come pick her up, not only will she die of embarrassment but she would make him think he can keep talking to her the way he does. Undermining her feelings like his mother.

With that, Brenda bent down and unclasped her heels, she pried them off her feet almost moaning at the relief she felt, she fixed the chain her purse had and placed it over her head to seat on her waist then she placed her shoes under her armpit and began to walk. She didn’t know where she was, or how far it was to get home but she was not going to stay one place and wait for someone to kill her.

Brenda kept hailing cars and trying Lois number but no one was forth coming, just as she wanted to groan and throw her phone out in frustration, a message popped from her i********: feed.

“Where are you?” Brenda stopped walking and tapped on it. She read the message again like she wasn’t seeing clearly.

She had slightly forgotten that she was even talking with her soon to be boss earlier.

Brenda contemplated what to say, should she tell him truly where she was or should she lie and ignore the message all together.

Her stomach grumbling loudly snapped her back to life and she began typing.

She sent the message and waited, she waited, she waited with her heart beating so fast in her chest, fingers tapping against her gown and teeth biting on her lip until another message popped again.

Brenda had never moved so fast in her life, her eyes widening as she read the message again, the three words that had more effect in her life than any other thing at the moment.

“On my way.”

Brenda didn’t know if she did right by telling him.

“Where are you?”

“I don’t know at the moment. Had a fight with Gerald and right now I don’t know where I am but I have shared my location to you incase anything happens to me.”

She didn’t expect him to come pick her up, in fact she didn’t expect him to reply, not after she had mentioned her fiancé’s name in the text.

But she had completely forgotten the kind of man Herod was, or maybe she didn’t think he was still that kind of person.

Brenda began to understand the effect of what this would mean.

Herod was coming. She was going to see Herod again. She was going to be in the same space with Herod, just the two of them. Suddenly Brenda began to feel hot, amidst the chilling air and her sleeveless gown, Brenda was sweating down her back, her heart pounding so hard against her rib cage.

This was a bad idea. She shouldn’t have done that, not when she knew how Herod still felt about her, not when she couldn’t control herself around him. This wasn’t good.

Just when Brenda was about to send another message telling him not to bother, a horn sounded behind her causing her to jump slightly.

The door to the driver’s side sounded, the figure behind jumping out and coming towards her. It was as if everything was in slow motion as she watched him walk, his overly tall figure making his way towards her in just a black short sleeve shirt that hugged his torso so well pronouncing his muscles and tattooed covered arms and a loose grey sweat pants covering his long legs. His feet was covered in a fluffy slip on that should have looked funny on another person but looked so hot on him. He had his hair tied to a bun in the center of his head, his face looking more clear and neatly shaven.

“Hi. Are you okay?” His voice sounded like honey, they always sounded like honey and Brenda found herself lost in the green of his eyes. God she knew Herod was always handsome but this… this was too much for her.

This was going to be a long night.

“Hey. Brenda. Are you okay?” Herod asked again and Brenda felt as if the scale off her mind had fallen. She pinched her self to come back to reality.

“I- I didn’t think you’d come.” She said hating her voice for how weak it sounded.

“Of course I’ll come. s**t are you cold? You are freezing.” He muttered wrapping the coat she hadn’t even noticed with him around her shoulders.

“Can you walk?” Herod asked. Brenda nodded, not trusting her voice at the moment.

Herod led her over to his car, opened the front seat for her to seat and shut the door afterwards. Brenda watched him in awe as he jogged over to the drivers seat. The car smelt heavenly and once he entered, she realized it was coming from him.

“Are you okay?” Herod asked again. Brenda wanted to nod but she thought she would be looking like a dumb i***t so she cleared her voice and spoke.

“Yeah thanks.” That was better.

“Okay. Shall we?” He asked to no one in particular before driving.

Brenda didn’t know how she was going to survive this.