Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 41
Jordan’s POV
After the shocking surprise from Jaxon, the first thing that rang on my mind was Ciara…
Was she okay???How was she holding up???
I was worried about her but deep down I was happy…
I know it may seem selfish but I just wanted her to myself. Right now it may hurt but soon, she would realise I am all she got…
I run to the backstage and there was no sight of her…
“Jaxon, have you seen my wife???” I panted…
He was busy showing off his new girlfriend to his friends and fellow artists….
“What???”His mood suddenly changed…He looked worried like I was….
“Yes, I can’t find her…”
“Have you asked the driver???”He let his girlfriend hand go and ran out of there like he was in danger…
When I finally caught up with him, I found him interrogating the driver…
“Where is Ciara???”He held him by the collar..
“She said she is leaving with a cab
. She was crying profusely…” He stammered..
“Jordan, let’s go for her…” He retorted running towards the car but I stopped him…
When Ciara sees him, she would cry in his arms and I would be left there looking like a fool…No, he ain’t gonna be the one to comfort her..
“Jaxon, you just proposed to a girl on stage. You go to her and I will handle my wife.
. ” I grabbed the car keys from his hand, got in the car and drove away…
I don’t know if I was hallucinating but Jaxon seemed deeply in love with Ciara like she was with him. The fact that he was ready to leave everything behind and go look for her confirmed my suspicions. Those two had something going on..
No, maybe I am hallucinating…I am just over thinking…She is his employee, why wouldn’t he be worried????
The first place i thought to look for her, was at her friend’s place…
“What do you want???”Her friend asked the moment she opened the door.
“I want to see my wife…”
“I don’t think you are something she want to see right now…”
Did she just call me something???
“Jordan Marcias, does what he wants…”I pushed her aside and got in…
“Where is my wife???” I ordered and they all ignored me.
I run to the first room there was no sight of her…
When I got inside the second one, I heard the shower running…
I waited for almost twenty minutes, thinking she was taking a shower but she didn’t come out…
“Ciara, are you okay????”
The was no response…
I begun knocking but no reply yet…
“Where is the bathroom’s key???” I asked the moment they came running to the room.
“There is only one and it’s inside the bathroom…” The girl replied…
“Are you people mad??? What if someone collapses in the bathroom???Typical middle class people…”
I saw her body jerk up from the loud sound of the slamming on the floor…
“We just fixed the door…” One of the boys cried out..
“How much???”I asked and they went silent.
“Here…” I threw ten thousand shillings on his face.
“I bet that’s enough for the door and your big mouth to get zipped…”
There she was looking like a fragile little girl under the shower…She seemed pale, cold and weak…
“Ciara, are you okay???” She didn’t move..
“How long has she been here???” I asked…
“For an hour and a half…” The girl stuttered…
I hurriedly got into the shower and took her in my arms…
“Jaxon, did you come for me???” He asked weakly and I nodded..
“Hold in there love..”
She was shivering and the thought of her getting sick was driving me crazy…
“What kind of a friend are you??? How can you be so careless???Go and bring some change of clothes…” I ordered her now crying friend..
I held her close to my chest but she was still shivering..
The boys brought three more duvets whereas the girl brought a sweater, a pair of sweatpants, gloves and two pairs of socks…
The boys and I left the room and the girl helped her change from the wet clothes…
“Jordan, she is running a fever…” The girl came out sobbing, “What do we do???”
I ran to her and the only words on her lips was Jaxon…
I immediately called the doctor who came and checked her up..
“She will be okay in the morning, just ensure she is warm…” The doctor retorted…
“Thank you doctor.I with walk you out…” I beamed…
Although I felt hurt that she loved Jaxon, i had to be there for her as a friend. I knew and understood the pain she was going through.
I came back to the room and found them all emotional. Hypocrites, where were they when she was almost dying beneath the freezing water???
“Get out, I want to be with my wife alone…”
“But…”
I pushed them all out and locked the door..
She seemed a little much better and so I caged her in my arms like a baby…
“Ciara, what did you do???” I asked…
“Jordan, I am so sorry but I can’t fake it right now. The pain inside me is unbearable…” She spoke in a choking voice…
“It’s okay, don’t speak much..
. Today I am here for you as a friend not your husband. Let it all out…” I rubbed her back in a soothing manner…
“Is this what it feel like to lose who you love??? Unending misery…”
“Yes, Ciara…”
Her tears became more uncontrollable, pouring down her cheeks faster now…
“But I didn’t ask for this. All I want is a happy life…”
I was now guilty, I was the cause of her suffering and here I was by her side. What level of hypocrisy is this???
“I know I caused pain and I wanna make things better. I am a cruel human being and i don’t deserve any kind of love…”
She rose from my chest and placed her hand on my cheek, “You are not a cruel man Jordan, you just in alot of pain…Don’t ever call yourself cruel..”
I couldn’t understand the confused emotions I was feeling. Part of me was happy that she had to finally force Jaxon out of her heart and the other part was worried about how broken she was…How was she going to pull out of this???
She held me so tight that my heart begun beating foolishly….
“Love, do you want us to go home???” I asked and she shook her head…
I understood that she didn’t want to face Jaxon and I was ready to stand by her with what she felt was right…I was even certain I could sleep with her in that so called small room…
She slowly feel asleep and I just watched her sleep incase all this was a dream and in the morning she would be back to her love madness…
I was patience and willing to wait for forever for her…
In the morning, she seemed better but still fragile…
“Do you wanna stay here with your friends???
“No Jordan, I want to go home with you. It’s time to face my reality….” She whispered…
“Good morning,” Her girlfriend slammed the door open, “Breakfast is ready…”
“Can’t you knock???” I thundered and she shrugged..
“You are in my house Jordan..”
“Etiquette is zero dollars…”
“As if you have etiquette????”
I was about to give her a comeback but Ciara butted in, “Guys enough. I don’t need this early in the morning…”
“Okay Ciara…” We said in unison..
“Jordan, she is Jane my bff and those guys arguing in the living room are Brian and Max…”
This house was like full house, people arguing all the time. I guess that why Ciara is always a chatter box…
“I will walk you to the living room love…” I volunteered…
In the living room, I experienced a different kind of friendship…They seemed happy and they treated each other as family.
They were all ready to help Ciara and be her support system when she needed it and I admired it..
“Jane how long have you being friends???” I asked, taking a bite out of a delicious toast…
“Like four years now and we always got each other’s back. We are the fantastic four…” I could see the glow in her face as she looked at each of her friends..
Atleast my heart was contended, if I am ever away I know my wife is in safe hands…
“Do you wanna join us???”One of the boys chuckled and I just smiled…
“You are not my circle of friends….”I pushed the plate of toast aside and placed my hand of my wife’s, “Ciara I guess it’s time to leave. Jane the toasts were amazing…”