100 Days With Mr Romero

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Will stared at Emma’s phone screen in absolute shock, he couldn’t believe what he was seeing at the moment. His eyes darted back and forth from the screen to Emma’s face, once, twice, till he couldn’t take it anymore.

“I’m going to kill that bastard” Will screamed, if not that everyone was in the backyard, he could have gained their attention. Will did want to kill Gideon but as he stared at Emma who had been in that same position since she saw the picture, he knew he had to be with her. She was in the pain all because of fucked up Gideon. Quite frankly, Will never liked him or his guts. There was something always off about him. Emma was still shaking from the shock. How could Gideon do such a thing to her?

“Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God” Emma screamed, her hands reaching to her hair trying to pull it off from her scalp but Will’s hands shot to hers stopping her before she could do any damage and pulled her into a comforting hug. Emma wept frantically in his arms, she felt betrayed. She kept asking herself what she had done wrong, where she had gone wrong.

“I-i can’t be-believe he’d d-do such a thing to me, what did I do wrong Will? ” Emma asked between sobs. If two years back someone had told her this would happen, she would have laughed at them and said. ‘Who? Gideon? My husband? Now that’s the funniest shit I’ve heard all year’ now here she was crying in the arms of another man all because of her husband. This was all Judy’s fault. She had trusted Judy and all she got in return was a picture of her being intimate with her husband. And Gideon what had he done? After calling her insecure and saying she didn’t him, he went right back to Judy’s arms. A few moments later, Emma could hear her mom calling out to her and her footsteps approaching the kitchen. Quickly she detached herself from Will and tried to wipe the tears off her face. Her mother, Pearl’s head popped into the kitchen before she entered, and immediately her eyes landed on Emma, she knew something was wrong. She walked to the side of her daughter and without asking any questions pulled her in for a hug. For the fifth time that day, Emma broke into sobs. Her world was slowly crumbling before her and there was absolutely nothing she could do about it. The signs were there, the coming home late, the attitude, the leaving every time he gets back home from work, to “hang out with the boys” yet anytime she called Roderick and asked if Gideon was with him, he always said no. Emma had seen this coming she honestly had, the possibility of him having an affair with Judy was more than the words of assurance he had given her. Her nightmare had turned her reality. As Emma cried in the arms of her mother, her mind went back to the incident that happened on Monday’s afternoon

Flashback:

The curtains to the windows of Emma’s Office were surprisingly left open. Emma sat on the arm stool behind her office table flipping through the vogue magazine. She hummed to “under the influence” that had been stuck in her head since she heard it last night. Suddenly, the door to her office flung open and in came a man dressed in absolute black looking like nothing short of a ninja or an agent perhaps. Emma’s attention on the magazine didn’t waver. It was as though she had been expecting someone.

“I have been expecting you Agent” Emma said as she finally took her attention off the magazine and unto the petite man who sat before her.

“I had to be as discrete as possible, we both don’t want anyone finding out about this meeting” the agent said as he flung his leg onto the table of Emma. She looked at the said leg on her table with disgust but decided to let it be, after all, she needed his services and even though he had unnecessary guts, he was the best man for the job.

“Well said” Emma agreed ” I already explained what you need to do didn’t I?” she asked him. She needed this job to be done as soon as possible. She was exhausted with Gideon’s change of attitude. Coming home late, ignoring her entirely, all he talked about was work, work, work, nothing else. But she felt there was more to it than that, hence she hired an agent to do the things she couldn’t on her own.

“Yes I am very much aware of the plan, I have to follow your husband as well as the popular model Judith Alia around, and anytime I see them together, I should capture evidence.”The agent said with a bored tone. Emma ignored him and asked him to take his leave and reminded him that they never for once had this conversation.