THE GAME - CHAPTER 53&54
♟️ DROWNING IN THE OCEAN OF LOVE ♟️
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“You can come kiss my white @zz, businesswoman!” he rolled his eyes and scoffed.
Calista stood there for a little while, just staring at him with that ‘I will tear you apart look’ and he was ready for anything that would come his way so he didn’t let his guard down.
As she stared, she could feel many gazes on her, not a friendly one but as though they wanted to devour her. The group of girls seated at a table three feet from them was giving her that familiar glare she could never mistake for another.
JEALOSY!
She walked in not saying a word to him.
Meanwhile at the kitchen Ms Bronte could be seen in front of Simon and Sky with a serious look on her face.
“Tell me again why you employ the two of them knowing they are not in good themes,” she said, staring from Sky to her husband Simon.
Sky raised her hands in surrender.
“It’s not me, but Simon..” Simon didn’t let her finish before cutting in.
“So what? I employed him and cos of his handsome face more customers are coming, girls are telling their friends about our meal and guys are clouding this place cos of Calista, some trying to get her attention while some asking if she could go out with them, they all come to eat and at the end of the day we made more money,” he explained less concerned.
Ms Bronte couldn’t believe what she was hearing.
“You employed them both to make money knowing fully well…”
“Hey, I’m doing business okay? Sky needs workers and she can’t be running around with pregnancy, it’s too much. They wanted a job and I offered them once so how is that bad? They can keep their differences aside and work for me unless they don’t want a paycheck then they can leave and I’ll employ new workers but I don’t plan on letting them go anyway, our restaurants increased over night cos of their pretty faces so please stay out of my business,” he rolled his eyes.
Sky glared at him
“This is not your business, it’s mine!” She remained
“Say that again,” he thr_@tened, taking two steps forward.
She scoffed.
“This is not your business,”
“You’re getting on my nerves these days and I might end up f_cking your sister,” he blurted out before he could stop himself.
Ms Bronte’s eyes shot at him and he quickly ran behind his wife.
“Which sister?” she asked, trying to walk behind Sky but Simon ran over to the other side.
“Sky hold your sister, I will wound her,” he thr_@tened behind his wife’s back.
“Come out here and wound me,” Ms Bronte said to the left and he ran to the right, and just like that, they began cycling Sky.
“Sky, I’m a very hot-tempered man and gwad help me, Bronte if I get my hands on you, you will be hospitalized for 50 weeks… Sky, I’m warning you, hold your sister. tell her that I can be dangerous…. Bronte! Bronte!! Sky hold your sister am dangerous, sky you will lose her if you don’t hold her,” he kept rambling behind his wife’s back.
Sky couldn’t hold her laughter. She just stood there as they ran around her in cycle, rambling about who will k*ll who first. Of course, what could she do?
They were roommates before she met Simon and since they got married, Bronte and Simon never stop fighting, Never!
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JUSTINE’S HOUSE
Brimsley rang the doorbell and then shifted backwards, he glanced at Tiffany who was beside him and she raised her brows. He was about to ring it again when the door flung open and Justin came to View.
“What is it?” he raised his brows in question, staring from Brimsley to Tiffany.
With the sweat dripping down their faces he could tell they jogged to this place.
“Is your parents home?” Tiffany asked and he shifted his gaze to her.
“No, why?” he asked cluelessly.
Brimsley nodded.
“Mind if we talk outside?” he asked
Justin gave him a curious look before slamming the door. they walked over to the backyard.
“I will only ask you this twice and trust me when I say, if you don’t tell me what I want to hear then your body will tell you what you need to do,” Brimsley thr_@tened, staring him directly in the eyes.
Justin gulped empiness, Brimsley was bigger than him and if they were to fight he was sure Brimsley would bêât the shît out of him.
“Look man, I don’t want any trouble,” he said softly, his voice wavy and choky.
Brimsly gripped his collar and pulled him closer, breathing directly at his face and Justin shifted his face to the side.
“What do you want? I told you I don’t want any trouble?” he shouted in a panicked tone.
Brimsley pulled him up, lifting his feet off the ground, and slammed his back against the small orange tree in their backyard.
“Hey man that’s my momma Orange Tree, she’s gonna get really mad if it gets messy and I don’t want trouble, what do you want?” he asked, his eyes pleading.
Without a word, Brimsley pulled him up again, ready to slam his back against the orange tree again but Justin let out a yell.
“What do you want?!” his voice was loud, echoing through the neighborhood and Brimsley was sure people passing nearby could hear them.
“What’s with you and Tristan?” he finally asked, still holding on to his collar, his grip tight and firm.
Justin sighed out.
“That? Look man, we did business. Okay?”
“What kinda business that has to do with Calista Felix?”
“ I paid him to date Calista while I go out with her sister Michelle. look man, I took permission before doing it okay? I asked her sister if she was okay with that and she gave me the go-ahead but I was gonna end it soon anyway… argh.. my back hurts, can you let go of me now?” Justin winched painfully.
Brimsley’s eyes refused to close as he kept holding on to Justin’s shirt, did the guy just say Michelle was involved? Does that mean Michelle set her sister up? Does Calista know about this?
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7 PM
Fabiola walked into the restaurant and looked around, sighting Ms. Bronte at a table around the corner she began walking towards her.
“Why do you want to see me?” Fabiola asked, pulling out a chair for herself as she settled down and crossed her legs.
A waiter came by and took her order.
“I will ask again, why do you want me here?” Fabiola asked with seriousness in her tone.
Ms Bronte pushed the big brown envelope on the table forward expecting her to pick it up but she made no attempt to touch it, so Ms Bronte did it herself, she took out the first file and passed it to her.
“What is this?” Fabiola asked with a scoff, running her eyes through it “You want my kids to live on their own, haha… this is America miss, there is no law that says that my kids will not stay with me when I want them,” she smirked and took the second file.
“That’s why I got this one,”
Fabiola scoffed, her eyes suddenly widened and she glanced at Ms Bronte before shifting her gaze to the file again.
“3M, you’re giving them 3M each? This is unbelievable,” she reached for the next one.
“What is this?” Fabiola dropped the files on the table when she was done with it.
“We are yet to finish….”
“Hence the urgency!” Fabiola snapped
Ms Bronte gently nodded.
“I will break it down to you, these files now show that Micheal and Michelle have enough money to take care of themselves and the right to choose who their guardian will be and you, and I know it can’t be you. And this one over here shows that if you try to fight for custody they will be suing you, first; for bringing them into this world without asking for their permission, second; for not taking care of them after bringing them into this world, third; for having a child when you know you can’t take care of them. Fourth; for not raising them the way you should, fifth, ….”
“Wait… wait… wait,” Fabiloa shouted dramatically “You think a judge is gonna sit down and listen to this? I’m their mother…”
“That’s why all these charges are leveled against you by the kids you left to dîè…”
“I did not leave them to dîè!” Fabiola fired back.
“Explain that to the judge, and as for Calista, she will be suing you for exposing her to sêxuâlity when she was just a baby, children have a high sense of learning, and trust me, Fabiola, this is America and the judges don’t mess with kids. Then we move to Felix…”
“Wait! No more charges? What do you want?” Fabiola asked calmly
Ms Bronte smirked.
“Stay away from the Felix family and never come back,” Ms Bronte’s tone was harsh and serious. Leaving no room for argument.
“But they are my kids,” Fabiola said sadly as if trying to get into her head.
“They are not cos if they were you would have known who their father is and wouldn’t have left them when they needed you, it’s time to step down so another captain will step up, it’s the best you can do for them,” she replied and took another file and paper, pushing it forward to Fabiola
“I will give you some money cos I know that’s why you came back, sign away your motherly right and these 30 thousand dollars will be yours right now,” she added, lifting a bag by her side, and Fabiola’s eyes glittered with greed.
“30! Why not,” she took the pen and signed without reading.
When she was done she glared at Ms Bronte who smirked at her.
“you’re too greedy to sell your kids without even thinking twice…”
“What use are they to me? I can’t even take care of myself let alone them, please give me the money,” she rolled her eyes but Ms Bronte giggled.
“Of course,” she gave her that bag “Don’t open it here, do it outside while in your car cos you don’t know who is watching,” she advised, trying to hide the hideous laughter thr_@tening to bust out.
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HOSPITAL
Lucy glared at Gianna and stood up, walking out of the room.
She needed to use the restroom.
Minutes after she left, Lucian came in and that was when Gianna opened her eyes, she glared at him and then made to sit up but felt pain in her belly so she lay back.
“Anna,” Lucian called softly
“I’m fine,” she sniffed, looking around once more.
“Where is my mom?” she asked
Lucian looked back and then at her again.
“I didn’t see anyone when I came in, I just heard that you got shot from Karan so I decided to come see you,” he explained calmly and took her hand.
Gianna’s expression changed to that of pain and rage, memories came flooding her mind. She remembers her mother calling Karan ‘Baby’ Does that mean Karan was her child and she wasn’t? what was that baby all about? She needed answers.
She knew her mother won’t tell her so she has to go ask her father in prison… prison.. prison! Yes! That strange woman that called her ‘my baby’ wait…
“No,” her hands went to her head
“Anna,”
“I think my parents are not my real parents, some strange woman called me ‘baby’ and I think Karan is… no! No! It can’t be, I will kîll her if it is,” she rumbled covering her ears.
“Gianna,” Lucy called by the door
Gianna glared at her
“Baby, you’re awake,” she hurried into the room.
“Mom tell me who was that woman? Why was she trying to $h00t you? Why did she call me her baby? Why did you call Karan your baby even knowing she wasn’t me, why were you ready to give your life for her? why? Mom! Tell me why? I’m yours, right? Tell me now!” she threw a bunch of questions at Lucy with tears rolling down her eyes.
Lucy began sobbing.
“Tell me, Mom, I want to know I’m yours, I don’t want to hear that I belong to some strange woman I don’t know, a woman with gun and all that,” she demanded desperately but Lucy said nothing.
“Mom!!”
“She’s not your real mother,” Jonathan said by the door
Gianna glared up at him shocked and Lucian wasn’t left out.
He began explaining everything including how Karan came into existence and the exchange of kids, by the time he was done Gianna couldn’t feel the air in her lungs, it was as though her world had come to an end, and just like that she lost consciousness.
“Gianna!!”
“Anna!!”
They all called at the same time rushing to her, meanwhile, behind them was Karan who also lost consciousness but no bed to fall on so she hit the ground.
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10 PM
Tristan lay in bed facing the ceiling, though he was trying to get some sleep after working the whole day his mind wouldn’t just stop shifting back to Calista.
They didn’t say another word to each other after their first encounter but he felt her gaze on him all through the day, though he didn’t want to stare back but with the boys hovering around her he couldn’t help it.
He was suddenly jealous and wanted to push them away from her.
He tossed to the side, his bed empty.
Now he knew that he missed her, so bad his head was beginning to hurt, he wanted her to smile at him again, to talk dirty with him, and act all bossy and baddy around him. He’s not one to catch feelings but right now he thinks he’s halfway from drowning.
All these while he has been trying to act all high and mighty, bad-boy with no feelings but deep down he missed her every day, every seconds ticking by, minutes and hours. He wanted to hold her, to whisper into her ears so she would smile at him again, everything about her drove him insane.
He hadn’t planned to break her the way he did but that Brimsley was just getting on his nerves and he only intended to hurt Brimsley but instead he hurt her.
He fûçking hurt her!
All those girls and talks were just to pass time, keep himself busy but the more he f-__-ked around the more he punished himself cos he kept seeing her everywhere.
Tristan took his shirt and left the room.
By the time he got to Calista’s place, it was already 10: 43 so he walked over to the door and raised his hand to knock but stopped.
What if she slapped him? What if it’s too early to do this? What if she needs more time? But the thought of those boys hovering around her was driving him insane he might just snap someone’s neck next time.
He took in a deep breath and braced himself, ready for the worst.
Tristan counted 1-10 before knocking gently on the door, he gulped emptiness and shifted back immediately when he heard the door crack.
“Who’s there….” Calista paused with a big frown on her face, narrowing her gaze at Tristan who was on his knees in front of her door with a bouquet in his hand.
“I’m sorry!” His voice was low and soothing “I hope is not too late, I feel so empty without you and even though I’m poor now I promise to change for the better and be who you want me to be just for your sake. I regret all my actions and spoken words, never cared about other people but you showed me that there is more than just fûçk. I’m drowning in this Ocean, lost in my own game, a captive of your desire. your face is everywhere, I see you even in my dreams and I can’t focus. It might sound gibberish coming from a playboy but this thing I’m feeling is real and I’m ready to fight if it’s what it will take to have you back. I’m truly sorry for hurting you Calista Felix, Firecracker’s Kitten….”
TBC 😁😀😍💖