~Jennifer (Jenny)~
It was sad, seeing that no one had missed me even after six years of not being around. How dare they? They all seemed to be living happy lives, and didn’t even care whether I was alive or dead. Such impudence!
When Alistair had thrown me out of his house, his company, and his life, I had buried myself in my tears for days at a hotel, reflecting on what I had done. Then, I realised that I actually hadn’t done anything wrong to deserve the punishment I had been given. All I had done was to try to get back the man I loved with all my heart. He had been stolen from me, and I just wanted him back. What did I do that was so wrong?
Alistair blamed me for all that had happened, but sincerely, I hadn’t done anything to ruin his relationship with his stupid Eliana. I never forced him to get angry or jealous, neither did I force him to believe what I wanted him to believe. He could have easily tried to confirm what the truth was instead of jumping into conclusion, and exposing what he had done to her to the world.
I had come to the conclusion that I was not to be blamed for Alistair’s estranged relationship with Eliana, and after seeing what he had done to Sam, I had decided to leave Los Angeles immediately, before he found me and took his anger out on me. He was just blaming other people for his mistakes, and he seemed to find himself without any fault.
If he had truly loved Eliana like he claimed, he would have confronted her like Garrett had suggested; but instead, he had chosen to believe my every word, and had gone ahead with my suggestion. That simply meant that he trusted me more than he trusted Eliana. Trust, they say, is the most fundamental part of every relationship. Since he trusted me more than anyone else, it only meant that he was supposed to be in a relationship with him.
Of course, he had to go and get fooled by beauty and innocence, instead of sticking with the only one that was made for him. Damn Eliana! It was her fault for ever coming into the picture and ruining everything, and I’d be damned if I ever forgave her for what she did.
In the past, I had wanted to hurt her alone and get Alistair to be with me, but seeing that it was impossible since she was the only one his heart yearned for, I had to take revenge on him for breaking my heart and punishing me unfairly, and also on Eliana, for being the one to cause confusion when everything had been going great for us.
Not only was I pissed about the fact that they had both hurt my feelings, I was also annoyed because they had turned the only family I had left against me; my dear brother, Garrett. Sometimes, I came to Los Angeles to see my brother to make sure he was doing fine. Although I was glad to see that he seemed happy with his wife, Carrie, I was also hurt that he didn’t even seem to miss me at all. He hadn’t looked for me, despite the fact that I had dropped my new number with him, and he was living a good life, without me in it.
I couldn’t bring myself to hate my own family even if he hated me, and instead, I just wanted to make Alistair and Eliana pay for turning Garrett against me. On one of my visits to Carrie’s clinic, I had overheard the discussion they were having with Alistair. Eliana, who had suddenly disappeared into thin air was back, and not only that; she also had a son...Alistair’s son.
It was then that I became certain that there was no way I was ever going to get Alistair back. If he still cared about her even after six years, it was only proof that there was no room for me in his heart. It was worse since she also had a son for him, and he was definitely not going to abandon his son or his son’s mother for someone like me.
For years, I had coped with the thought that even though I hadn’t gotten the man I wanted, it was fine since he also hadn’t gotten the very woman he wanted. I was okay since both of us were single, heartbroken and in need of love. However, what I couldn’t stand was him getting the love of his life back, while I remained single and lonely. If I couldn’t have Alistair, no one else could, and since I was certain that I was never going to get him back, I was just going to put an end to this story once and for all.
With everyday that passed, I watched how their bond got strengthened once again, and I dreaded seeing both of them together, with their annoying son, who thought that everything was funny. He was the exact replica of Alistair, and Alistair seemed to adore the boy. Perhaps, I didn’t need to hurt Eliana to get him pleading and begging on his knees, even though his pleas were going to fall on deaf ears, of course.
To hurt Eliana and Alistair, all I needed to do was take that which they cherished the most. It was glaring that they still had deep affections for each other, but it couldn’t be compared to the love that they had for their son.
Alistair had once told me that death was an easy way out, and that the easiest way to hurt someone was to punish their offspring, and now, I was going to use that knowledge he had passed on to me, for my own benefit. If I succeeded in putting an end to Ian’s life, it would completely shatter their hearts, and they’ll never ever be able to recover from the shock it will cause them.
That would be the exact way to get my revenge on them, and if I could have that, I’d probably finally be able to find happiness, and move on with my life, knowing fully well that I had successfully conquered my adversaries.
A smile appeared on my face, as I saw them chat and laugh as their son, Ian, showed them the ugliest Teddy bear I had ever seen in my life. It was nice to see your enemies smile, and feel happy with their lives, not knowing that their happiness would be snatched away from them soon. I was just going to watch them laugh and be merry, because they would never ever get a chance to be happy again in a little time.
I had followed them all the way to the city mall, and noticing what was going on, I realised that they had discovered that someone was probably watching them intently, as Alistair started to look around suspiciously.
I figured that it was time to leave, because if I watched them for too long, he was definitely going to find me and finish me off, because he had probably regretted letting me go scot-free, with my life intact six years ago.
Standing up, I wore my dark glasses, and held up a serviette, which I used to cover up part of my face. My hair had been tinted with a bluish pink dye, and they weren’t going to notice me at all. I wasn’t even dressed in my usual fashion, as I wore jeans with a baggy shirt, and just like that, I was able to slip out of the mall, without being noticed or caught by anyone.
Outside, I heaved a sigh of relief, and got into my shiny black Mercedes Benz. When I got in, I dumped my glasses and the serviette on the passenger seat, and began to drive away, after revving the car’s engine to life.
Alistair had almost caught me while I was following him the other day, and I certainly couldn’t risk him seeing me just yet. He was going to see me, but only when I wanted him to, and that time was drawing closer than ever.
The only person in Los Angeles that I still spoke with was Sam Evans, and that was because we had mutual feelings of getting revenge on Alistair and Eliana. He was with me in my plans for revenge, and this time around, nothing was going to get in our way.
Alistair and his lover would pray for mercy, but they wouldn’t see it. They’d ask for death, but they wouldn’t get it. They would shed tears, and they were going to regret ever hurting me like they had done.
What they had experienced six years ago had only been a tip of the iceberg, and this time around, they’d know better to have stayed away from each other, instead of thinking they could actually live in peace, while I suffered everyday from a broken heart.