Treachery Affair

Harley Quinn

The blaring sound of my ringing alarm jolts me out of my deep slumber, and I groan tiredly on the bed and toss angrily. Is it morning already?

Forcing my eyes open, I force myself to sit up on the bed, and glance at the wall clock. It’s 4am already. This is what I do every day. I wake up early enough by 4am to take care of the house chores. I can’t possibly let Chloe do all the work alone, right? She is already trying enough by taking care of my son, so I should help her ease the burden by helping with the house chores, at least once in a while.

Tilting my head to the bed, a smile lace up my lips as the presence of Williams welcomes me. He’s sleeping peacefully. Seeing his face gives me so much hope that I’ll be happy again, he is a blessing to me.

I try to move my leg, but feels something heavy on it, and I look in the direction to find a little leg on mine. Tracing the leg to the owner, I sigh briefly. It’s Nelson. How did he end up on my bed? I thought he slept in the other room?Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Carefully, I drop his leg from mine before I finally gets off the bed and drags my feet into the bathroom…

Two hours later…

I’m finally ready to go to work. Did I forgot to tell you that I now manage Jayden’s company? Well, after he was hospitalized, I had to learn a few things about the company and since then, I have been the acting CEO of the company, until he recovers from his illness. Alex would’ve been the one doing it, but since he is on sickbed also, I have to take it up on myself.

“Mommy, you should wear this today. This is not too beautiful,” Nelson says, bringing out a pair of pink heeled shoes. For goodness sake, can someone just tell this boy to leave me the hell alone? He’s driving me crazy.

“Nelson, dear… We have the color code for the company, and I need to go with black shoes…”

“We’re going to see uncle Jay, right? He will like the pink shoes. You can keep the black ones in your bag. You’ll change into it on your way to the company…” He whines.

“When did I say that I want to go to the hospital with you?” I glance at him, and he rolls his eyes.

“You promised that you’ll take me with you to the hospital and even to work when I come around,” he whines, and I touch my forehead. Don’t tell me that’s why he got dressed early enough today? This little boy is going to frustrate me to death, I swear it.

“Sure,” I smile at him and wears the pink shoes. I know he won’t let me off easily if I don’t wear them, so there’s no point arguing with him.

After almost forever, we finally leave the house for the hospital. Since I’m going to the company with him, I should be ready for some drama today. He will frustrate me to the point of tears today.

“Mommy, when are you going to teach me how to drive?” His voice comes from the backseat, and I glance at him through the visor. I’m driving now, so is it so hard to let me concentrate?

“When you grow up, Nelson,” I reply to him.

“But I want to be driving you to work. I don’t want you to stress yourself,” he says again, and I smile.

“That’s my boy. I know you love mommy, and I promise I love you too so very much, but you wouldn’t want to get us killed, right?” I smirk at the visor, and I bet it freaked him out. He shut his mouth.

The rest of the drive to the hospital is silent and I love it. At least I didn’t have to answer questions.

Stepping into the hospital, I head straight to Jayden’s ward. Stepping into the room, there he is, still in the same posture as months ago. When is he going to wake up and see me? When will he hug me? I’m already growing impatient.

“Don’t cry, mommy. Uncle Jay will be fine,” Nelson’s voice disrupts my thoughts, and that’s when I realize that tears already left my eyes.

“I’m not. You should stay with uncle, OK? I need to go see the doctor for a while,” I sit Nelson down on the chair, and ambles out of the room.

I place a knock on the doctor’s office, and seconds later, he ushers me in.

Pushing the door open, I walk in to see him sitting behind his desk while having all his attention on the screen of his desktop, while scribbling down something on a paper. He raises his gaze as soon as I walks in.

“Mrs Clint…” He smiles at me.

“Good morning, doc,” I pull out the chair across him and sit on it.

“Good morning. It’s a good thing that you’re here. I was about to call you to come over to the hospital on your way to work,” he says with an expression that depicts worries. He doesn’t look like everything is alright.

“Is there any problem?” I ask him. My heart is already racing rapidly as different thoughts hits the peek of my mind. I just hope it’s not a bad news that he’s going to tell me.

“Yes, there’s a problem. And it’s kind of critical…” He pauses and sighs deeply, reclining on his chair, sending waves of nervousness and curiosity over my body. As much as I’m curious to know what’s happening, I also feel scared to know about it. What if it’s something I won’t be able to handle emotionally? What if it has something to do with Jayden? Is he going to survive this? Is he going to be fine? Those are the questions that keeps lingering in my mind as I stare at him with curiosity written all over me.

“It’s Alex…” He pauses again, his expression turning into a bitter one. No! I hope it’s not what I’m thinking? Alex can’t die! No! He can’t… Jayden is going to lose his mind if anything happens to him, he’s going to live the rest of his life grieving for him. Let it not be what I’m thinking, please.

“The bullet affected the lower part of his body, which has rendered him temporary impotent, and he won’t be able to use his legs for at least five years,” he breaks the sad news to me, and I freeze on the spot. No! This is not happening. He has to do something about it…