Love Together, Be With You Never

The look in Marlon’s eyes gradually changed when he stared at me. His eyes became more and more obscure. Yet I still staggered my way out of the bathtub towards him and hugged him tightly. “You ask for it, Rachael!” He carried me up and kissed my lips hard. My mind became a complete blank, yet the despondence and love I felt were still firm and strong. Therefore I did not struggle at all, and was way more active and enthusiastic compared to any one time during these four years.

That was because I liked Marlon very much, no, I loved him deeply. I hated Alicia, and I hated every one of her family with all my heart! Therefore, at this moment of time, I had hugged Marlon tight. I wanted to gamble whether we had the fate to be together or not. I wanted to keep him by my side with this pathetic way. Marlon shot me a cold look and I was so guilty that I could not meet his eyes. The vigorous movement had made my mind almost recovered from the effect of alcohol.

“I’m on period, so that’s fine!” I stared at the cupboard beside me and explained with guilt, deliberately squeezing out a cheerful smile. “Rachael, even if you do get pregnant, I still won’t marry you! The one I want to marry is Alicia!” Marlon put on his clothes and turned, ready to leave. My smile instantly froze on my face. I wanted to smile, but I could not hold that smile any longer.

Marlon stood beside the door and with his back faced against me said icily, “Rachael, this is my last warning to you. Don’t you ever talk nonsense in front of Alicia anymore. And, you and I are done this time!” Without even waiting for my reply, he slammed the door shut and left. I stared at the door and was actually too sad to cry. It turned out Marlon had cared about Alicia that much. But what about me? I had stayed by his side for four years!

I curled up and buried my face in my knees. Sometimes I truly did not get it. We were all humans, but why was I so different to Alicia? Alicia was raised tenderly like a princess since young, whereas I was the beggar that lived in the gutter. No matter how hard I pleaded, I could not gain anything, and was kicked off instead. But I had not done anything wrong, so did my mother and poor little David. It was them. Yet we were the only ones getting punished.

When my mom married Marvin Cornell back then, he was penniless and was as poor as a church mouse. Yet my mother still married him without caring grandpa’s objection. Since the knot had been tied, without choice, grandpa handed the family business towards Marvin. He initially expected him to live a good life with my mom, but as the business grew after only one year of marriage, he betrayed. He cheated with Shania Lambert and they even had a baby, which was Alicia. And, I was just born during that time.

his true love and he wanted to divorce my mom. My mom refused. Since then, he had openly started a new family outside with Shania and had never returned home for eighteen years. Grandpa was so mad about that that his heart attack recurred and he passed away with hatred. Upon his demise, Marvin no longer had any concern and

hated her very much. I did not understand. She had suffered eighteen years of humiliation, why did she refuse to divorce but looking for the

her and Alicia back to our house. They were living happily together under the same rooftop as us, but my mom was treated as their babysitter, while I

seemed cruel and unfair to me. There was only hatred in my eyes. I hated Marvin Cornell, I

time I let out a smile. Shania had suffered a miscarriage, and

happy. I was delighted. Of course, that night, Marvin had tied me up and beat me with a stick as thick as a fist. He seemed to not want me to live at all with the strength he used to beat me, yet I did not feel pain at

She hugged me and with a rough throat kept on saying to me : Rach, I’m sorry. It’s mommy being useless. I knew you hate mommy, but mommy can’t divorce him. I would never divorce him until the end of this life. Your grandpa has given everything to him.

happen, mommy can’t let you be left with

my mom for eighteen years. During these eighteen years, I always thought that it was my mother’s personal desire that made me lived in agony, yet it was only after that night, I knew that Marvin had transferred all of the property and if my mom divorced him, she would not get a single