My Husband's Childhood Friend Drove us to the Brink

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Chapter 1

I didn't notice that my dinner plate was switched by my husbands childhood friend who leaves with us. After i finished dinner, she claimed that her blue diamond which was the size of bean seed had fallen into my plate.

how could you swallow my daimond She cried fake tears that the diamond was her favorite and she liked to carry it everywhere.

Without delay, my husband called his best friend, Chris who came over with his tools, they both held me and took me to a room where something was injected into my veins, i passed out immediately.

have you seen it? i heard my husbands worried voice from one end of the room.

no there's nothing but good here, its disgusting i heard Chris say.

sow her up my husband, Damian said before i heard the door open and close.

I couldn't feel anything but pain, tears fell down my eyes as the reality of things dawned on me, my husband had cut me open just because his childhood friend had lost her diamond.

I knew at that moment that my life was nothing to him compare to his childhood friend Ana.

I laid on the bed with tears in my eyes as Chris stitched me up. The door opened and closed again, i heard footsteps walking towards me.

Ana has seen the diamon i heard my husband say. Above me, Chris sighed in relief.

good, but she will have to pay me for looking at such disgusting thing before breakfast i heard Chris say as he hastily stitched me up and wipe his hand and walk out of the room with my husband, leaving me there, broken and in pain.

how could you?

I couldn't believe my husband of three years would not hesitate to open me up just to look for a diamond his childhood friend thought she had lost.

The door opened again and i heard footsteps walk towards me, the person stopped beside me, i moved my eyes slowly to the left to see the handsome face of my husband Damian looking down at me with his face contorted in a disgusted frown.

can you get up? i heard him ask.

I was silent as i observed him, searching for even and ounce of sympathy for what he had done to me but there was none, only disgust and a little but if impatience.

no i shook my head at him moving my eyes away, just a little while, when the pain eases, i will him for good.

i cant he said and turned around again, i looked at the door in confusion, soon his best friend came in, and pulled me by the arm.

I clenched my teeth in pain but he didn't care, he threw my hand hastily over his shoulders and pulled me out of the bed.

I was in so much pain, i couldn't even feel my legs, he carried me out of the room and out of the hospital, my legs trailing behind, stones and sand rubbed harshly against my legs.

When he put me carelessly in the car, i looked down at my leg to see that my toes where bloodied. Fresh tears fell from my eyes.

suck it up loser, Dont act like you are mistreated i heard Chris say. I snapped my head towards him.

Of course i am mistreated, i wasn't even given proper medication, i had my inside probed without proper equipment, i could have died on that operating table.

where is Damian? i asked when Chris started the car.

he has already gone, he went to stay with ana Chris said without mixing words.

I nodded and looked out the window as the city went by in a blur. Chris laughed a little before glancing at me through the rearview mirror.

you are so pathetic do you know that? he started, i closed my eyes, knowing that he was right.

after everything that Damian has done to you, you still stayed like a dog, a loyal idiot dog, even after knowing that he did not love you and he never loved you, you still stayed like a stupid idiot Chris said harshly, he kept glancing at me through the mirror.

It hurt, it hurt because it was true, everything he said was true.

just divorce him already, he doesn't need you neither does he want you, you are only forcing things and that is pathetic he said.

I sighed.

Chris was right.

The car stopped in front of the house that i have lived for three years, the house i once thought was my home, now it was nothing but a house that i loved him.

The door opened and i stumbled out, i fell face first on the ground,

I heard Chris make a sound with his teeth and tongue.

pathetic he muttered, pulling me up by the shoulders, he once again threw my hand over his shoulder, his other hand wound around my waist. I groaned in pain, my face hurt, my body felt like it was run over by a tractor.

suck it up, Dont be a weakling Chris said, i said nothing, because he was right, i am a weakling.

I was lead into the house, the door was opened, there on the couch was my husband, laying in his back raising a blue diamond above his head with a smile on his face, on top of his, scantily clothed was ana, stretching her hand to get the diamond.

give it to me, its mine she cried, her lips pouted cutely, she blinked her big eyes at my husband who laughed, although she had an aggrieved frown on her face her eyes gleamed in amusement.

no you have to reach up and get it Damian said, he hadn't noticed our prescence yet, his hand was placed on ana waist as she laid on top of him.

no give it to me she whined.

no, he said.

fine, you can throw it away, i Dont really care about it

Chapter 2

Ana glanced at me after she said this, she had a small smirk on her face. That innocent face that you wouldn't Belive could hurt a fly.

My eyes widened in disbelief, she didn't really need it? But when the diamond was lost she threw a bit fit for it, she broke a lot of things in the house screaming that she couldn't live without the diamond.

And now she didn't really need it?

Is my life a joke? I am just a dog they could use and toss after having their feel, i am not an experimental pig.

you Dont need it? I asked harshly,

All i felt was rage, hatred, and revenge.

Damian turned to me instantly, i expected to see remorse or sympathy but once again i was doused with the cold waters called reality.

He frowned at me, his face in disgust as he looked at my pathetuc state

oh my gosh, Clara, you look horrible ana said. I couldn't bare this shame and insult.

how dare you? I was cut open because of you, because of stupid diamond i said pointing at her.

Ana widened her eyes in fake disbelief.

oh my gosh, Damian you had her cut open because of me? tears gathered in her eyes.

That was it, that was what she used to hook my husband all these years, the only thing i didn't know how to do.

conjure up tears at will

She was a pro at it, her tears was my husbands weak point, he could do anything just to stop her from crying.

Before Damian could respond she cut him off.

i can't Belive you went to that length just to get my diamond back she giggled with tears in her eyes.

Damian pulled her into his embrace, he opened his mouth and said the unforgivable.

i can do anything for you

Ana giggled and turned to me, her face once again morphing into a cute and innocent one.

i am sorry Clara, i didn't mean to cause you a lot of pain she apologies but i knew that it was fake.

i had only asked brother Damian to help me ask you for it, i thought you took it because you were angry that brother Damian sold your only car to get me a new car she said with tears in her eyes, she even had the audacity to sob.

Liar,

She had clearly asked Damian to cut me open and search my stomach while she threw things around, and when Damian tried to negotiate with her, he told her that he would get her a new one but she refused, she said that it was either they cut me open to get the diamond out or she jumped off the building.

Damian and i lived in a three storey building.

liar i muttered.

Ana froze, she stopped wiping her tears and shot me a mocking glance as if trying to ask what i would do about it.

Dont mind her ana, Clara is being to over dramatic, you have apologised, if she doesn't accept it, she can leave Damian said shooting me a glare.

Anas sobbing turned into a full blow weeping.

I am so sorry ana, but at least my brother Damian helped me find the diamond she said showing it to me.

She stretched her hand to take the diamond from Damian, as Damian dropped it in her hand she purposefully moved, the diamond fell to the ground.

there is it ana said kicking the diamond with her feet towards me.

the same diamond she had them cut me open to get.

I stood there, tears streaming down my face. I didn't notice that the man beside me had also stiffened but i didn't care, i needed to vent.

And i did.

I lunged at ana, ignoring the pain shooting from my body, u grabbed her by the hair and pulled her away from my husband.

let go of me, let go she cried.

I felt Chris pull me backwards but i used my elbows to hit him in his jaw, it hurt me as well as it hurt him but i didn't care.

I continued to pull at anas hair, she could have eailsu pushed me off but she didn't, and i failed to see the obvious trap that she had set for me.

I felt a large hand grab me by my hair and hurl me across the room, i felt my body flying until i crashed into the wall.

Pain, that was all i felt, and hatred,

how dare you lay your hands on ana i heard my husband scream at me, i heard ana cry loudly.

my head hurts, she pulled my hair out she cries, i looked at my hands weakly and saw two strands of hair in my hand.

I slowly looked up at them, my head throbbed in pain, i felt a warm liquid trail down my face.

Anas face contorted in fear as she looked at me like she had seen a ghost.

I smiled at them and suddenly, everything went dark.

I heard ana scream she is dead.

Chris voice followed after.

she isn't, she just fainted i heard footsteps approach me.

take her to her room and lock the door, i do it want to see her Damian said.

I felt myself floating in the air before i could hear no more.

I woke up to an empty room,

I realised that This wasn't my room, this was the guest room i had prepared for ana a few months ago when she had no place to stay.

My head throbbed in pain, i used my elbows to support myself into a sitting position. My body hurt all over. I touched my head, there was a large bandage over my head.

I sighed and threw my legs out of the bed, i got down and made my way out of the room, using the wall as a support.

I was very hungry and thirsty, i wanted to make something for myself.

Chapter 3

As soon as i went opened the door, the smell of good food assaulted my nose, my stomach immediately grumbles in hunger.

I quickly walked down, to the dining room. I froze when i saw ana and chris eating slowly in the dining room.

Damian walked out of the kitchen with a plate in his hand, he set the plate down before him and sat down to eat

I looked around, the place was only set for three people, there was no place for me.

Ana saw me first, she looked up at me and flashed me a big cute smile.

oh Clara, i almost thought you died from that little accident she said, my hand gripped my gown, the gown i have been wearing since the hospital.

She called flinging me across the room a small accident. I hated her, i hated her more than the devil himself.

you can come and eat she said knowing fully well that the table was set for three alone and there were already three.

Damian and Chris said nothing, they didn't even look at me.

brother Damian prepared my favorite meal because i was feeling sad and i was in pain she said with a pout on her face.

I looked towards Damian but he acted like i was not there.

oh, sorry Clara there are only three plates and brother Damian only cooked for three, i guess he just forgot that you where still here she shrugged and went back to eating, making exaggerated noises as she took in each food.

He forgot about me.

I was up there, fighting for my life after he threw me across the room but he forgot about me. Tears gathered in my eyes as i stared at Damian, hoping he would lookup at me and tell me that it was just a mistake but he never did, he ignored me.

I turned around and walked back to my room before the tears would fall. I will never let them see me cry.

I heard ana giggle behind me.

I didn't care.

I walked up to the room i got out of, i sat on the bed and took my phone to order take out. I put down my phone and stared at the ceiling.

How did i end up like this?

Few years ago after the death of my parents i moved to this city to start a new life away from painful memories.

I went to apply for a job at a well known company in this state, there i met Damian, he stared at me that day like he had seen a ghost.

I was shy, i thought he was awestruck by my beauty, i was told i had a very cute face. But that wasn't the case because Damian shook his head.

He walked up to me and told me that i looked so much like someone he knows. We had hit it off, he took my number, that night we went to a bar to drink.

We got so drunk and he started confessing, he said i looked so much like his childhood friend but i looked better. That night we kissed and from a little kiss it blossomed to some more.

I lost my virginity that night.

The next day he had been so apologetic, he told me that he was going to take responsibilties. I had been reluctant, it was just one night and it was okay but Damian had begged me.

Everyday he would come to my office with flowers begging me to date him, that he had fallen in love with me, i was moved into believing and then i accepted.

Few months later we got married, things where going great, he was attentive, he still brought flowers to my office, he cooked for me every night. Damian had always hated when u out on makeup, evening when we went on date nights and when we attended dinner parties, the other women had mocked me but when i complain to him he would tell me not to be shallow and that he like my natural beauty.

I had believed him, that was until Chris came to our home one day and showed me a woman on his phone who looked almost like i did.

that is ana, your husband have never loved you and he never will, you are only a substitute or his real lover he had said, shattering the illusion i had built over the few months.

But Damian came home with flowers that day, i was once again smitten, throwing everything Chris said out of the window.

Everything changed after five months when he got a call, that dreadful call from ana his childhood friend to inform him that she was back.

My husband left me that night to pick her, ana had been friendly but things never remained the same, the flower stopped, my husband who was obsessed with me slowly started becoming distant.

He no longer bought me flowers saying that it was a waste, but i found out few months ago from ana that he bought her flowers everyday for eighteen months.

Damian started coming home late, when i ask him he would say that work was hectic, one day i found a lipstick stain on his shirt, anas favorite shade of lipstick.

He had brushed it off, even accusing me off being jealous and over dramatic.

On my birthday few months ago, ana had insisted we throw a party for me, Damian left all the birthday preparations to her, she had thrown a princess party for me knowing fully well i hated parties like that.

And now i was in the guest room of my matrimonial home with stitches on my stomach while my husband who promised to never hurt me cooked dinner for another woman.

My phone dinged bringing me out of my thoughts, my order had arrived. I went down to slowly using the wall as support, pain shot from my head and my stomach but i ignored it, i had to eat.

My body shook uncontrollably as i went out of the room, i had to eat something.

When i went finally made it down i saw ana standing in the middle of the living room with my takeout in her hand, she took off the cover and began to eat it.

ana i screamed her name,

Chapter 4

That was mine; she had taken my husband, home, car, and job. Did she have to take my takeout too?

Oh sorry, I was still hungry, so I thought you wouldn't mind sharing, she said, blinking her eyes at me as tears gathered in them.

Doesn't she ever get tired of crying?

Dont bother her, Clara; she was still hungry. The food is enough for you to share; dont be stingy, my husband said. He was sitting cross-legged in the living room.

You can have it, Ana said, stretching the door to me. I didn't want to eat something she had already eaten, but I had no choice.

I had to eat. I stretched out my hand to take it, but she suddenly let go, the food spilling onto the ground.

Oh no, I thought you held it; why didn't you hold it? she asked as tears gathered around her eyes.

I was furious; she had done that intentionally, and we both knew it. She only wanted to spite me.

Liar, you let the plate go, I snapped at her, my stomach protesting as I moved a lot.

But I didn't; I didn't mean to, Ana sobbed. Damian shot me a glare.

Ana, dont be petty; its just taken out. There is no big deal; she was hungry; thats why she took it, Chris said.

No big deal? I laughed at myself; the only food I had eaten was the one I ate before I was whisked into the operating room.

Ana shot me a mocking smile and made her way to Damian; she sat on the couch and leaned on him, still sobbing.

You are such a child, Clara; clean that up, Damian said as he grabbed Ana and bypassed me.

I looked down at the spilled food as tears washed down my eyes, Where did everything go wrong? Did I do something?

Chris scoffed in front of me; he walked towards the door, shooting me a mocking glance, stepping on my foot as he passed by.

See, you are nothing but a servant to my best friend Damian; you might as well leave, he said before opening the door and stepping out.

Dont worry, I will leave when I recover.

I went to the kitchen, and with pains all over my body, I picked up raw noodles and began to carefully prepare them.

Finally, some peace,

I boiled water to pour in the noodles as I prepared the other ingredients. I heard light footsteps coming down the steps. Without turning around, I knew who it was.

I heard a spiteful sound behind me,

This is where you belong, in the kitchen, working as a maid, she said, but I didnt reply.

You know, you have always been my substitute, nothing more but something less. Do you think Damian will love you or feel bad for you when you act pitiful in front of him?

I heard her walk closer to where I was; she stood beside the stove.

No Clara, you mean nothing to him; his heart belongs to me. Damian belongs to me; he only married you because you reminded him of me. You are just an alternative; now that I am here, you are no longer needed, okay, so pack up and leave, she whispers yelled closer to my ear.

When I didnt reply, it seemed to infuriate her.

Answer me when I am talking to you, she snapped at me, but I didnt even glance at her; I refused to give her the satisfaction of seeing me in pain.

I said look at me, she repeated, but this time, I felt her hand pinch my side; I frowned in pain.

She giggled beside me.

Do you get what I am trying to say? You are just a dumb alternative, she said just to spite me, her nails digging into my sides.

Normally her little attack would have meant nothing to me, but she precisely pinched the sewed-up area.

I was overwhelmed by pain.

Let go of me, I cried when the pain was unbearable; pushing her weakly by the shoulders, Ana stumbled backward exaggeratedly, falling into Damians arms.

I didnt notice him, and as she fell, she purposely hit the boiling water on the stove, and the contents spilled on my hands down to my stomach.

I screeched in pain.

Brother Damian, she pushed me, I heard Ana cry. I snapped my head to them; I opened my mouth to defend myself when I saw Damian Walk up to me in fury.

Damian I I couldnt get the rest of the words out before I was hit across the face.

How dare you push Ana? he yelled at me.

I was beyond shocked. Was Damian blind? Didnt he see how she fell? She was faking. I wanted to say all this, but I couldnt get the words out.

I looked behind Damian to see Ana smirking at me through her tears.

I sighed; there was no use.

I turned around, poured the remaining water into the noodles, and began adding up the ingredients.

There was no use crying over spilled milk; Damian was no longer the man I loved. I will no longer explain myself to someone who will only take the side of others.

I missed the look that flashed in Damians eyes as I turned around with my bowl of noodles, stepping over Anas legs that she had set out to trip me.

I walked to my room and locked the door behind me; I didnt care about him any longer.