Intoxicated romance - Season 1 - Episode 3

5 years ago

Intoxicated romance - Season 1 - Episode 3

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Steven: “No!” i scream and sit up on the
bed with a start. My head spins at the sudden movement and i
clutch it. It feels like a metal band
is having a concert in my skull. What
a hangover!. ‘I am never drinking again’, i tell myself. I get off the
bed and realise that i am naked. Strange. I look around the room
and see my clothes scattered on
the floor. Okay, that’s certainly weird.

I am almost obsessive about orderliness. It wasn’t really my
best idea to drown in so whisky
after taking my pills. I had been so
angry and sad yesterday, i
couldn’t sleep. The sleeping pills i usually
took didn’t do the job so i added whiskey to the mix. I stagger to
the fridge and pour myself some
cold water. I turn to get some pain
relievers from the cabinet but stop myself. I have enough chemical in
my body for now. I drink the
glass of water then drink another and
another but my mouth still feels
like a gutter. My headache seems to be
getting worse. I think the only solution for this hangover is to
shoot my brain out of my head. I
sway as i walk back to the bedroom
and realise that i am still drunk. I need to sleep this off. I crawl into
bed and that’s when i notice the red stain on my sheets. I look
more intently to inspect it and
realise that its blood. My heartbeat shoots
up in panic. I check myself for injuries but there’s none. Then
whose blood is this?. I think
deeply on the happenings of yesterday. I remember being called up by my
dad to his office. He had sounded angry on the phone so i dressed
up and hurried to his office. He
was livid about the land deal i wasn’t
able to close. I had lied to him that i already landed the deal so
how did he find out?. Only one person could have told him. My
brother. My step brother to be
precise. Ever since my dad brought me
into his house, there has been a
form of rivalry between us.We both
wanted our father’s approval. My
father has always loved the rivalry between
us. He fueled it actually.My father is a hotelier and we have multiple
hotels within and outside the country. La casa is the latest hotel
of our company. My brother
wanted to be in charge of that project but
my father had given it to me. James(my step brother) has been
trying to bring me down since
then. I have been able to buy all the land
we needed around the site for the project except one. A particular
man wouldn’t sell. I have even offered him more money to no
avail. I was trying to placate him
on the phone when James heard about
it. He must be the snitch that told father. “i thought after taking you from
your mother and brushing you
up, you’ll be more useful but i can see
that you are as useless as your crazy mother” my father had said
to me. That alone had set me off
and as soon as i convinced my father
to give me till the end of the
month, i drove to James’ house. His gate
man had let me in and i barged
into his house to receive a big
shock.There my brother was,
sitting majestically on his sofa with a
bottle of Goldberg in one hand
and my fiance’s boobs in the other. Jane
was sitting on his lap, naked from waist up while straddling him and
her eyes were closed so she didn’t see me at first. James saw me
though, and he gave me a wide
grin. The anger of the day flashed through
me and i rushed to him and
decked his face. Jane’s eyes widened as she
saw me and she tried to pull her
top up to cover herself. My brother
just smirked at me and sat back probably to watch a lover’s
quarrel but i didn’t give him the satisfaction. I just walked out on
the both of them. I remember
Jane following me while begging for
forgiveness. I didn’t give her a passing glance though. I just
drove like a crazy man to the suite
i currently live in at one of the hotel
branches i manage. I remember coming home and tossing and
turning until i took my sleeping
pills coupled with alcohol. I remember
hearing a knock at my door and
going to inspect it. There was a lady at
the door. I don’t remember her face. Its all blurry in my memory.

Who was the lady?. It must have been Jane coming to beg me. Did
something happen between us
last night?. If something did happen, it
still doesn’t explain the blood on my sheets. Did she hurt herself?.

Maybe she was in her period. I
rub my head in frustration. Thinking
isn’t helping my hangover
situation. I have to sleep this off. Maybe
everything will come to me when i
wake up. Plus, i still have to think of a
way to cajole that pastor to sell me his land. The fact that he is a
pastor is probably the reason why money couldn’t convince him. I
have to look for that pastor’s
Achilles heel. I remember my father’s
words about my mother and i
clench my fist painfully. I just have three
weeks to figure something out or risk losing to my brother. After
what he has done, i just cant lose.
I have to win this one no matter
what. I lie on my bed and close
my eyes as sleep claims me.