Chapter 9 Chapter 9
Morne
“I’ll go and get her Mr. and Mrs. Devon.” I said to them as I walked away from the bar. I knew this was going to be a huge shock. Not as huge as the shock she will get in a few weeks when she doesn’t get her period but seeing your ex at basically her engagement party must be a huge shock. I stood outside the door hearing her vomiting. Did I feel sorry for her? No, I was only hear to make her live a living hell because this way I can make Benjamin’s life a living hell. People with money irritate the shit out of me maybe it’s because the middle class is like gum on their Louboutin’s shoes or something, but I hated being here and I hated them inviting me, thinking I was still close to Benjamin but then on the other hand if they didn’t thought I was close to Benjamin they wouldn’t have aloud our relationship to go on for as long as it did.
Eventually I heard the tap and then she opened the door walking straight into me. “What the fuck Morne?” she asked. “Language you supposed to be a lady.” “Fuck off what are you doing here?” “I was invited.” “Just like that, you were invited.” “Yes, Joelle just like that in fact if I wasn’t “Benjamin’s friend the Devon’s wouldn’t have aloud you to date me.” “What do you mean?” “Well according to them Benjamin and I are old friends and friends will never do something to harm the other one, see in their eyes I was a safe bet.” “Did my parents know?” “No, they did not.” “Are you going to tell Benjamin?” “Oh, poor Jojo already worried her world is going to fall apart.” “Fuck you, just tell me are you going to tell him?” I was quiet for a second before I said “I don’t have to, you will.” She looked at me in utter shock. “Are you fucking crazy I will never.” “You want to take a bet on that?” “No because you will lose.” She said turning her back on me and walking to the crowed the crowed I couldn’t stand. “Jojo!” I called out. She stopped and looked at me “Before the end of next month you will tell him.” Then I turned around and walked away, out of the back door, I was done with this rich people and their shit. Benjamin is not going to come tonight that much I did know.
Jojo
I couldn’t believe Morne was here neither could I believe he was Benjamin’s friend; it was like I was living in the twilight zone nothing was making sense. When I got out of the bathroom and walked into Morne my heart almost stopped. This night was already a nightmare now it’s a horror movie, because I was awake and living it. I was shocked to hear the Devon’s knew I was dating him and they where fine with it because they knew he won’t hurt Benjamin if they only knew, what I was confused about was the fact that Morne said he wasn’t going to tell Benjamin he wants to hurt him so much but he wasn’t going to tell him apparently, I was. And I know for a fact I’m not going to tell him. He would be so angry and then my mom and dad would find out and they will kick me out of the house. It wouldn’t bother him that he fucked the whole of Europe oh no it’s just what I did that is an issue.
I tried to pull myself together when Morne left and walked back into the living room. My mother was the first one to approach me “What’s going on? Why are you so white?” “I’m just not feeling well mom?” She touched my forehead probable looking for a fever, “You don’t have a fever you just clammy.” “That’s why I’m not feeling well.” “Well dear you have to suck it up, this night was arranged for you, you can’t leave now besides they think Benjamin might come home tonight.” “But they are not sure?” “No, they are not.” I read on one of the social app’s his at a big party in Paris tonight which means he won’t be here tonight but do I tell my mom that. Actually, I wasn’t in the mood for the drama so I didn’t say anything. I just walked to the table where everyone has taken their seats.
Mr. Devon made a toast on me, where everyone stood up and said “Cheers to the new Mrs. Devon.” I lift my glass to toast everyone and smiled that smile cut deep inside me, I didn’t have the strength to even be fake and believe me being fake I was well trained in that. Mrs. Devon got up and came to me. “Are you okay child?” “Just not feeling well Mrs. Devon.” Again, with the fucking hand to my forehead looking for a fever. “You not hot but you are clammy, maybe you should go home.” “Oh, not I can’t you organized this party for me, I can’t possible go home.” “Are you sure?” I hoped she said I could but instead she asked me if I was sure and what did my mom teach me fake it “Yes, I’m sure.” “Well anytime you not feeling well please come and tell us and I have someone take you home.” “Okay thanks Mrs. Devon."
When the starters arrived, I was so hungry but one sniff of the butternut soup made me nauseous but I did my best to take two bites and then I pushed the plate away. Morne being here and everything he said made me loose my appetite and off course vomiting also had something to do with that. When the main meal came, I was done with pretending as soon as I smelled the steak, I ran to the bathroom a vomited again, it was my mother that was at the door knocking. “Joelle are you okay?” “No” I screamed back. “Should I get someone to take you home?” Oh my God can it be she has come to her senses. “Yes please.” My mom left and then there was another knock “Jojo?” Mrs. Devon said. “Yes Mrs. Devon?” “Are you okay?” I needed to be positive and show her nothing can get me down “I will be, I just need some rest, maybe all the excitement of the night was just too much for me.” “No worries you can leave at the back door.” “Thanks Mrs. Devon.” “I’ll see you tomorrow, Jojo.” Wow she called me Jojo but fuck why am I seeing her tomorrow. “Okay.” Was all I could say.