Love Hate Relationship

Chapter 11:He owns the club

Sasha walked into the bathroom fifteen minutes after Michael left the house. She stepped into the tub, the hot water sooth her aching bones. She shut her eyes and held her breath before going under the water. She raised her head when she was out of breath. She opened her eyes and filled her lungs with air. Should she call his mother? But won't it be bad for her to call her mother in-law to complain about her son three days after their wedding? But what about her own parents, should she call them?

She heard her ringtone blaring in the room and wondered how it got there, she could remember she wasn't with it in the car when she woke up, including her purse. She stepped out of the tub and wrapped herself with a towel and wrapped her hair with another. She stepped out of the bathroom and saw her phone on her dressing table together with her purse.

She shook her head unbelievably, he brought her phone and purse upstairs but he actually let her sleep outside, just what kind of man is this? Her phone started ringing again and she picked it up, it was her mom calling.

"Hi mom."

"Hello baby, where are you?"

"At home."

"Wow, enjoying your honeymoon?"

"What honeymoon mom?"

"Oh, come on sweetheart, you mustn't travel before you have a honeymoon. You staying at home now proved it."

Sasha sighed, of course she will say that "why did you call mom?"

"Sweetheart, I haven't heard from you since you got married and you never bothered to call either. Why don't you come home and have lunch with me hmm?" Angelica asked.

Sasha thought about it, her dear husband stopped her from going to work but he didn't stop her from going out. Thinking of how boring it was in the house on Sunday when she was at home, she really don't want to experience that again. She would rather she listen to her mother non stop talking than stay alone, she thought "fine. I will be there."

"That's my honey. I will be expecting you" Angelica said.

"Bye mom."

"Bye love" she hung up.

Sasha sat on the bed and unlocked her phone only to see fifteen missed calls, ten from Janet, two from Agatha, two from Agnes and one from Marilyn. She groaned and called Janet first "hey love."

"What was the meaning of what you did last night?"

"Sweety I'm sorry."

"Sorry? Sasha we went out together and you abandoned us at the dancefloor."

"It's not like that, I swear. I went to the lady's room but Michael showed up, he carried me to the car from there. I swear I didn't just leave."

"We were all drunk, we wanted to leave but decided to wait for you cause we can't leave without you only for some bouncers to approach us, telling us, you asked them to take us home. I mean we appreciate the lift but at least you should have told us yourself, tell us you are okay. Agatha refused to leave until she sees you and I was calling you only to realize that you left your phone and purse with us. It was after we found out that Michael is the owner of the club and that he took you home that we agreed to leave. I gave them your phone and purse to give to you."

"Baby I'm sorry please. I was so drunk, I was almost raped in the restroom, that was when Michael came in and he refused leaving me alone then, that was why I left. I'm really sorry."

"It's okay. When we didn't see you today at the office, we called. I mean countless times but you didn't answer."

"I was still asleep."

"I figured, I know he wouldn't let you go in that state."

"Shut up" she laughed along with Janet before remembering what she said "wait you said, Michael owns the club?"

"Yes, I mean I was surprised too."

"Damn. No wonder he showed up uninvited."

"What do you mean uninvited? If I had known he was around, I would have made you introduce us to him and the fun would have been merrier" Janet commented.

Sasha sighed, if only you know, she thought "well, yea. It would have."

"Okay babe, enjoy your honeymoon while we work ourselves to death here."

"I'm sorry, I need to call the girls."

"No need, they are here with me and the phone is on speaker."

"Oh, babes I'm sorry. Please forgive me" Sasha apologized.

"It's okay but you owe us lunch" She heard Agatha said.

Sasha laughed "fine, but not today. I will let you know when it will be."

"Sure, bye girl."

"Bye" she hung up and heaved a sigh, glad that was settled. She looked at the time and it was 12:25pm, well, looks like she is going to have a late lunch with her mom, she thought as her tummy rumbled to remind her that she didn't even have breakfast. She breathed out and got up to dress.

Sasha stepped out of the cab in front of her parents home. She walked to the porch and reached to ring the doorbell but then remembering how her mother is going to start again with her lecturing, she decided to just turn the handle and get in. She removed her jacket and hanged it on the coat hanger near the door "mom?" She called when there was no sign of her. This is why she always ring the bell when she comes, now she is in and her mother doesn't even know. If she is a bugler now won't she make away with the valuables?

"Mom?" She called again and walked to the kitchen but she wasn't there, she looked out through the window to see her in the garden picking some vegetables. She walked out to the garden, her hands in her jean pocket "hi mom."

Angelica turned at the sound of her daughter's voice, she smiled when she saw her and stood up "hey baby" she removed her dirty gloves and rubbed her hands on the apron she was putting on "sorry I didn't get the door."

"It's okay, only that if I was a bugler, you wouldn't even know I came in."

"I left the door open because I was expecting you" Angelica tried to defend herself.

"And still if I was a bugler I wouldn't care if you left the door open for your daughter. I will just come in."

"Buglers? In broad daylight? Baby, it doesn't work like that."

"So you believe, it mustn't be in the night" she retorted and went to help her carry the basket filled with the vegetables "what a bountiful harvest."

"Really? Take some home with you when leaving. Use is to cook a nice dinner for my son in law" Angelica smiled.

If he will eat it, Sasha thought and nodded to her. They carried the basket into the kitchen where she filled a bowl with water in the sink and started washing them while Angelica washed her hands and settled to make their lunch.

"How has your married life been like?"

"Good, nothing different from my everyday life, only that I now wake up with someone in the bed."

"Well, if you think is that boring then you can consider getting pregnant. I'm sure Vanessa will want a grandchild as fast like I do."

"Good, at least by this time next year, we will have a little one" Angelica smiled to her daughter as her eyes spoke of her joy. Sasha chuckled nervously and faced what she was doing, hoping her mother will drop the subject.

"So when will Michael have dinner with us? You know as our son in law, we haven't had dinner with him nor even speak with him. Thinking of that, your dad made a big mistake. We should have invited him to dinner before your wedding, get to talk with him and ask him some questions as your parents. Well, we can't go back now but that doesn't mean we still won't ask him to dinner sometime" she looked at her daughter "I'm sure he is taking good care of you. He is capable."

You are just thinking of this now? Bravo, she thought and smiled while nodding. Angelica returned the smile and they made the lunch happily. Leaving later in the day, her mother walked her to the door.

"Where is your car?" She asked looking at the empty driveway.

"I'm still going home to pick it" she replied.

"I don't understand, Michael didn't give you a new car?"

"There are tons of cars at home mom, I just didn't feel like driving any of them."

"Why?"

"Because I want to go to my resident and pick my car and some of my stuff. I need to vacate from the house you know."

"Yes I do, but you should have just hired a truck to get your things for you and that also doesn't mean you shouldn't get a new car."

"Mom I don't want a new car. I have my car remember?"

"Sweety, you have been driving that car for two years. Your husband is capable of getting you a new one."

"Mom, I don't want a new one. I feel comfortable in my car and it's still new. Yes I have been driving it for two years now but it doesn't look it."

"Baby ..."

"Mom, please. I will come by next time" she replied and walked off while Angelica stared after her. She watched her get into a cab before walking back into the house.

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