Good morning! Always up and at em’ by four. This is the best time to get my creating on. As promised, it’s time for a live story and get the beta readers together. I am excited about this new story as I am about all the previous ones. This story is unlike any of the others I have written. The genre is Christian Romance, drama, and some spices thrown in there. Never tickled that genre before so we will see where this goes.
Anyway no more babbling here goes…
When life seems to throw the biggest curve ball, where do you go? How do you dodge it? Where is your safe haven? When the chips seem to fall in all the wrong places, who are you supposed to run to?
Here I am a thirty year-old married woman with nowhere to go. Just as I thought this day couldn’t possibly get any worst, it did. Waking up this morning, I never could have imagined the outcome of a confrontation. A confrontation over someone else’s indiscretions at that. All the proof that has made itself present to me was about to drive me mad; I had to bring it to his attention.
Although I knew he would be angry from being accused of such a God awful act, however this angry I didn’t anticipate. I couldn’t have anticipated him to overreact the way he did. The sadistic smile he brandished after he lashed out was the nail in the coffin. Angry I can see, denial, sure why not but abusive—HELL NO. I never would have pegged William to be so heavy-handed.
I bitterly laughed to myself at the term heavy-handed, it was a true understatement. To be a man of the cloth, he certainly could have fooled the hell out of me. The sad part is no one would ever believe me if the events of late were spoken aloud. Pastor William P. Foster was an upstanding pillar in the community and an outstanding preacher of the word. No one would ever believe that he was a proven cheat and now wife-beater could be added to the list.
Maybe not beater because I managed to fight back enough to get away. The fact that he put his hands on me period was enough to really see I was married to a complete stranger. All because he was called out on his indiscretions, he lashed out. In all honesty, I was doing my best not to overreact without hearing his side of the story first. When I had every right to show up and show out over the new discoveries, I tried to be a Christian about it. Now it seems my calm demeanor was pointless.
Fleeing the supposed safety of the place I called home, I found myself wondering aimlessly around town. Dallas Texas had never seemed so large until tonight. It never bothered me, the endless exits to nowhere that were steadily appearing on the expressway. Tonight, it was a constant reminder that I was stuck with absolutely nowhere to turn. The closest family member to Dallas lived in Galveston, there was no way I would make it without crashing.
Afterall I had worked a full shift earlier in the day and not to mention waiting around forever for William to return home from a week-long business trip. Only the imagination would make me think of where he really was or what he was really doing while away. No telling who he was away with, for that matter. Nothing else could surprise me about him at this point. He had proven to be a true narcissistic prick with a temper.
“Who is it?” A deep voice asked through the door. The sound of the voice always brought a sense of calmness to my fragile nerves but today it seemed impatient.
“…” As bad as I wanted to shout my name, the frog in my throat didn’t allow it. It was a given that he would look in the peephole anyway so I could never understand why he would always ask. Finally the locks began to turn and the door was opened.
“What are you doing out so late?”
“Sorry to interrupt… I…” I couldn’t form a complete sentence to save my life. Here I was standing on a friend that I had practically written off’s doorstep late on a Friday night. My life was in utter turmoil and sadly my mind was tempting to slip into the gutter. ‘What the hell is wrong with me?’
“Megan, what’s going on?” Tremaine asked. He sounded generally concerned.
“Tre, is everything okay?” A female voice said on the other side of the door. I never imagined someone else would be here so late.
How stupid was I not to realize he would have company. Tre was a very attractive young man with women all over Dallas chasing in behind him. Common sense would have told me he wasn’t alone because he never made a move to invite me inside. He had only stood in the gap with one massive arm braced at the top of the door frame and the other holding the door. While he spoke with his female company, I made the conscious decision to leave.
“I apologize for interrupting your evening, it’s nothing. I don’t know what I was thinking.” I rambled out attempting to flee as quickly as possible. The intense look he shot at my retreating form didn’t go unnoticed. Like a bullet his hand shot out to pull me to a stop abruptly.
“What the hell…” He was trying to focus in on something. In the process of looking everywhere but directly at him, I almost forgot the real reason I came here.
“Just go back…”
“What is that on your face?” He questioned.
“Don’t you dare tell me it’s nothing. Who did this to you?”
“Tre, calm down.”
“Calm down? CALM DOWN?!”
“TRE, we are in the hall remember?”
“No, I don’t want to intrude.”
“Come on,” he pulled me into his apartment despite my many attempts of pulling away. In the back of my mind, I feel some type of way showing up on his doorstep this way but I didn’t know where else to turn. I have always despised being helpless but here I am, what I hate most. Desperate… Destitute…. Destroyed… A disaster… A damsel in distress well on my way to becoming bitter.
I hope you all enjoyed the prologue of The First Lady’s Choice. Please leave a comment, like, and stay tuned for the next chapter. Unlike this one, the remainder chapters will be password protected so get with me if you are interested.
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Ok soooo i’m officially glued to my seat. I’m ready for more.
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Would love to read more. Can’t wait.
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Ready for 4 he next chapter. Would love to read more.
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