Chapter 15: Chapter 15

Twaine's Point of View :

"But I can't do that," it was as if heaven and earth had fallen on me because of Kyle's response.

"W-why?" Even though I knew what his answer would be, I still chose to ask.

"She's dying, she's suffering a stage 4 bone cancer." He answered sadly. I don't know if it's craziness I am feeling, but I don't feel pity for that Roxanne.

"So, is that just the way it is? What about me? I'm your wife, but it seems that I am an obstacle for you two..." I kept saying that while my tears continued to flow.

"Twaine, you understand me, don't you?" He had a pleading question for me. I shook.

"I don't know Kyle, I don't know." I said between my sobs.

"What do you mean?" He asked me.

"Let's just continue what we had talked about before. After all, I am nothing to you anymore, right? When I turn eighteen—"

"No! I won't allow it!" He objected to what I am going to say.

"You won't allow? What about me, Kyle? Please, don't be selfish! I'm your wife. But look, I'm the one who's begging time from you! Because what? Because you choose your bestfriend over me!"

Out of anger and pain so I shouted at him. His eyes widened as he looked at me. He was also shaking as if he couldn't believe what I was shouting at him.

'Sorry hubby, I just got carried away'

I wanted to say that but I took courage. Maybe I have the right to be angry with him, don't I?

"You're the one being selfish, Twaine! I told you that Roxanne is sick, didn't I? But what? You're still holding on to your anger and jealousy!" He said calmly but it penetrated my muscles to my ribs.

'Am I really the selfish between us?'

"Because I'm your wife, Kyle!" I said calmly while still crying.

"If you're really my wife, then understand me. Please?"

I don’t know if I’ll nod or shake. Can I handle this? Will I be able to look like a fixture between them? I don’t know if I can.

"How about the wedding, will you marry her?" I suddenly change the subject. I want to get the answer from him personally.

"Y-yes." He stuttered in response. My heart was completely destroyed. I can feel thousands of needles stuck in my heart right now. It hurts.

I laughed at his answer.

"Really? How come we're married?" I laughed while asking him even though my tears were still dripping. I never thought we would reach this far.

"I have already filed an annulment—"

"Ouch!" I suddenly said while I was still holding my chest, next to my heart.

"Twaine listen, you're still my wife even though we're annulled, when Roxanne recovers I'll come back to you." He said seriously which made my whole body even more numb.

"Have you really thought about everything? Great, very great! Since when?" I asked sarcastically as I wiped away my tears.

"Sorry." His only response.

'Fvck this feeling!'

"Do you think she will recover when you marry her? When else has marrying a married man been a cure for stage four cancer?" I asked him unbelievable.

"There's still not enough reason to whatever she's going through just for you to marry her, Kyle! That woman is crazy! What she is asking of you is not healing, but madness!"

I can't help but say. Suddenly Kyle stood up and approached me.

"You don't understand her because you are not the one on her situation!" He shouted at me as he gripped my two arms tightly. His grip on me was painful along with his shaking all over my body.

I could see in his eyes the concern and pity for that woman.

"I wish I was the one! I wish I was in her situation, somehow..." I stopped for a moment shouting at him when I felt my chest hurt. I was short of breath, probably because of my incessant crying.

"—somehow, you take care of me and watch over me just like how you take care of her." I forced a smile. After I told him that I went up to my room.

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Kyle's Point of View :

After Twaine and I had a fight, I almost hurt myself. I don't know if what I am doing is right. But I don't want to leave Roxanne alone.

I don’t know how I’m going to make Twaine understand everything. How can I please her?

"You hurt her again." I heard a cold voice from behind me. I know that voice.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him annoyed.

"You know, you're stupid!" My two ears tingled because of what he said. I clenched my two fists. I'm about to punch him when he speaks again.

"Go, punch me. It hurts because it's true, doesn't it? Hahaha I pity you." He said insultingly.

"Come home Clyde before I lost my temper and punch you!" I angrily told him.

"Leave that Roxanne and be with your wife or else..." He stops and looks at me seriously.

"Or else what?" I asked.

"—Or else I'll get her from you, and once I did you'll never get her again from me." He said threateningly.

"Roxanne needs me." I answered calmly.

"Why? You're really stupid for believing her tsk! tsk! what a shame on you, Uncle!" He said meaningfully before jumping on the terrace of our house.

I was left speechless because of what he said.

'What does he mean?'

The next morning, I got up early, as usual I went to the bathroom and took a shower. After I took a shower and got dressed I peeked at Twaine in her room. I was surprised because she was no longer there.

'Where is she?'

I don't have time to look for her anymore. I immediately went to the garage and got in my car.

At went straight at HIH. Where Roxanne is confined.

I was stunned when I saw Twaine inside Roxanne's room. I can see how they talk and stare.

"You're lying, aren't you? Say you're just pretending! " Twaine said angrily to Roxanne as she tried to pull Roxanne away.

"Ouch, Twaine heck, I'm hurt! Ah!" I couldn't stand it anymore. I was able to get closer to the two of them.

"Twaine stop it!" Twaine suddenly released her.

"If you're here just to fight Roxanne, it's better to just leave!" I shouted at her. Suddenly her tears fell because I shouted at her.

'Sorry wifey, sorry'

I want to hug her tightly now. I don't want to see her crying, but what she did was wrong.

"Fine!" She shouted before finally leaving. I wanted to chase her and apologize for what I had done but I didn’t have the courage to do that. Also, Roxanne is here.

"Babe," Roxanne calls to me tremblingly. I immediately approached her and hugged her.

"I'm sorry, sorry for what she did." I apologize.

"It's okay, I understand her, I understand Twaine." She said sadly.

"Roxanne, I'll just look at Twaine." I tried to get her permission to look for Twaine.

"No! Please stay here! You're just here!" She shouted to my surprise.

"Y-you're just here babe. Please?" I just nodded at her and then I hugged her again so she stopped sobbing immediately.

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Author's Note:

Please bear with me with my poor grammar. I'm not good in English, but still, I'm learning and trying my best. Thank you so much. Lots of love and Godbless you all. ❤️

By the way, I'm disgusted with Kyle's behavior in this chapter! For the reasons he throws at Twaine. He doesn't think well! I hate him! Haha! Who's else with me?