Revenge On The Scumbags

“Rosalie….” She heard and gasped in shock when she finally recognized the voice. She quickly hung up the call before he could speak further. She sat down on the couch shakily.

Her grip on the phone tightened and tears threatened to burst out of her eyes. How long has it been since she last heard that familiar voice? Five years. Five good years and he’s just calling?

“Are you okay?” Jasmine asked after noticing her reaction.

“Yes. Yes I am.” She managed to grunt out.

She brushed her hands through her hair in frustration. Just one phone call made her remember all the sufferings she had hoped to forget. That one voice.

“Why now? Why call now?!?!” She shouted making Jasmine to jump in shock.

“Is something wrong? Who called you?” Jasmine asked again and sat beside her.

All the tears she had been holding in came rushing out. Jasmine placed her hands on her shoulder to comfort her.

“After all those years that he abandoned me, he’s just calling now.” She sobbed.

Realizing whom she was referring to, Jasmine wrapped her in a comforting hug and consoled her.

“Don’t cry Rosy. He doesn’t deserve your tears. You were doing fine without him and nothing’s going to change that. Don’t let them get to you. Stop crying okay??”

“But why now?? He never even called to see how I was faring. He was never there when I needed him. Why try to talk now??” She asked in tears.

“Shhhh. Stop crying okay. It’s going to be alright.” Jasmine said patting her hair.

“Yes Jas, you’re right. My tears are too precious to be wasted on them. They don’t deserve to see me broken.” Rosalie said and hipcupped.

“Good. Now there’s the strong willed girl I once knew. Now go wipe those snot off your nose, it’s getting irritating.” Rosalie laughed lightly at Jasmine’s joke.

“Okay. Thank you though, for always being there for me.”

Jasmine smiled and stared at Rosalie affectionately.

“You don’t need to thank me. What are friends for?” She asked smiling.

“But still thank you. I don’t know what would have happened to me if I hadn’t met you at the time I did.” Rosalie said.

“Are going to keep saying nonsense there or you’ll go clean yourself?” Jasmine asked.

Rosalie chuckled and left for her room.

“Be quick and come prepare dinner. I’m getting quite hungry now.” Jasmine called after her.

“Okay” Rosalie entered her room and shut the door.

She went into her bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. She stared at her reflection on the mirror and touched her swollen eyes. They were really red.

“Jas is right. I’ll work hard to make them regret ever treating me this way. I’ll crush them and make them come to me for help. They will never feel the joy of seeing me weak. They will pay.” Rosalie vowed.

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NEXT DAY

AT ROSALIE’S COMPANY

“And these are you schedules for this week.” Sandy said handing over a file to Rosalie.

“Good. Are there any clients for me to meet today?” She asked.

“Uhm yes. You need to meet Mr. Kingsley today.” She said flipping through her notepad.

“Okay, what time?” She asked.

“In two hours time. I have already booked a restaurant for your meeting. Here’s the location.” She placed a note on Rosalie’s desk.

“Thank you. You can leave.” Rosalie said and Sandy left.

Rosalie stood up and walked to the window of her office. It had the best view in the whole building. Her office was at the top floor so she could easily view most of M city through the window.

She went to her cabinet and picked up a bottle of champagne. She opened it and poured some of it’s content into a glass cup. She brought the cup to her lips and took a sip from it.

She suddenly remembered what had transpired that night. The same night she had lost her innocence to that stranger. She was sure that it was all planned because she doesn’t get drunk easily. Rose must have spiked her drink.

Rosalie scoffed and smiled in disdain. She did all those things just to steal her fiancee and life. How crafty and pathetic. How would she react if she found out Rosalie isn’t miserable like she expected her to be.

Bad things do happen for a reason.

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FAST FORWARD

Rosalie walked into the restaurant she was supposed to have the meeting. She stared around but didn’t see anybody there. She checked the note to see if she was at the right restaurant.

The note read what was also written on the poster outside. A male waiter suddenly came out to meet her.

“Are you Ms. Rosalie Tucker?” He asked admiring her discreetly.

“Uhm yes. I’m looking for Mr….”

“Mr. Kingsley? He has been expecting you. Follow me.” He said and led her to a private room while she followed behind him in confusion.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

“He’s inside.” He said and left.

Rosalie hesitated for a while before opening the door. She walked in while staring at the decor of the room in confusion.

“Am I in the wrong room?” She asked herself.

The room was decorated with roses and ballons. At the centre of the room, there was a was a table and two chairs decorated like a proposal was about to go down.

“Do you like it?” She heard and turned back to see who asked the question.

“Tyler.” She said in shock, confusion and anger.

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