Love turned into terror.

“Ryan, can you stop calling me please,” says Trisha. “I never wanna hear from you ever again.” She hang up and slammed her phone to the wall. Walked towards the window and stared at the stars…

Trisha and Ryan were an odd couple. They were madly in love and everyone saw them been a happy family….fairy tale like…. One can actually say that they were high school sweethearts. Met each other in the 11^th grade and sparks blew off the light bulbs of the rest who were interested in them. They were the “It” couple.

Travel miles to go see her man when he was injured and make sure he was ok. Trisha’s motherly traits are what made the relationship blossom so much to an extent that they couldn’t see life without the other. Ryan, always business oriented thinking about tomorrow rather than focusing on what is happening today. Family introduction was no problem and they were both welcomed into the other’s family as part of the family. But what made this power house tumble was the mere concept of lack of trust. They had planned out their whole life; where to live, how many kids they’d have, cars…everything was so sorted to the latter including their very own working schedules. Talk about a sorted future…

Arguments were the order of the day in their lives. Misunderstanding each other and hitting the roof was what they knew how to do best. Trying to come to a mere agreement would have to take a battle field to destruction with the most explosive weapons ever created by man or yet, still in the process of been constructed.

“I needed a date to the dinner and since you weren’t willing to go with me, I asked him. What’s the problem?” she asked angrily.

“The fact that you would actually ask my homie. Do you know how embarrassing and cheap you casted yourself to be,” said Ryan angrily.

“So I was meant to go alone? Really? What is this argument all about?”
“You flirting with my boy”

“And where’s the evidence?”

“I don’t need to show you. You know perfectly well that Sean wouldn’t hide anything from me. And knowing you, your mere flirts would eventually turn into reality. Can’t believe you would want to sleep with my best friend.”

“Really? You actually think I can sleep around?”

“Yes!”

“You are unbearable. What the hell? I’ve had enough of your crap. I’m out.”

Trisha stormed out of the room and walked into her car and drove off not knowing where she was going. Ryan was left up in the study room going through his emails and scheduling his meetings. Forty minutes later, Trisha received a call that changed the whole dimension of her saga. In fury she turned back and headed back home.

“What the fuck? Just coz I flirted with your boy you go ahead and bang my best friend? Talk about cheating spouse. We aren’t even engaged so you have no right to shout at me for flirty. Can’t believe you went to the lowest degree and banged Melissa. I’ve had enough I’m out.”

“How did you find out?”

“The world is small you idiot. And make it worse you screw her at our hotel? Of course people would know. Why didn’t you think of picking another venue?”

“Your complaining about something that isn’t real,” defended Ryan with a smirk on his face.

“You think? Tell me this is your lost twin brother,” said Trisha, shoving her phone into Ryan’s face. Pictures that were taken and sent to Trisha’s phone. “Yeah. Now defend yourself.”

“Well you started it. You flirted with my friend and pushed me to the extent of sleeping with someone else,”

“That’s how you’re handling this situation? I’m out of here. I’m going back home totally don’t need your crap from both Melissa and yourself. I hope you have a happy sexual life together,” she said walking to their master bedroom to grab her things.

“If I can’t have you, no one else can,” muttered Ryan as he watched her throw her things into her louboutin bag.

“You wish. I’m not staying with you any more I’ve had enough.” She shouted back at him as she zipped her bags, “ It’s bad enough that I lost our baby just the other day due to over working myself and now this…I can’t handle it any more” she walked out throwing her princess cut diamond ring at him.

The drive till her mother’s house seemed longer than usual. Fighting tears back, she ran all the lights not caring of what would happen. Recapping on everything she had gone through over the past few months. She’d just opened a spa, signed a deal with L’Oreal and sadly lost her baby.

“Sis are you ok?” asked Tamika, Trisha’s younger sister, “heard you throwing something to the wall.” Distracted still looking through the window, Trisha whispered, “nah, I’m ok.”

“Ok what movie do you wanna watch today?”

“I just want to be alone.”

Back to her thoughts, Trisha remembered walking into her mother’s house and tears gushed out uncontrollably.

Controlling her anger during boardroom meetings caused a huge amount of tension within their company and in return, all their deals went south.

“Trisha please lets work things out for the sake of the company,” pleaded Ryan.

“There’s nothing to work out Mr. Ryan. I have nothing to say to you.”

Walking towards her favorite restaurant for lunch, she noticed someone following her. Wherever she went she had a dark shadow on her tail. Threat calls from private numbers were the next thing that followed.

‘I told you, if I can’t have you, no one else ever will,’ was a note she found in her office one morning. Despite calling the cops, Ryan was just too powerful to be taken down. He was arrested and within seconds he was a free bird. Getting guards didn’t even make the amount of security any better. She had to run away…far away from the psychotic threat.

“You decided to flirt with my friend and even though I retaliated by sleeping with Melissa was due to your stupid mistakes. If I can’t be with you, no one else will,” were the last words Trisha heard from Ryan before throwing her phone to the wall.

All she had worked for her future went down the drain. Even dating was a problem for the dudes would either be scared off or their family and those around them would be in danger.

“How will I get this leech off my back?”She whispered to herself…….

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