?BETROTHED
TO A
MISANDRIST ??
(? Fire and ice…?)
By: Diamond Zayne ✍?
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CHAPTER 38&39
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“That’s sad, it wasn’t nice of your mom.” Miguel said after Yolanda told him everything.
“I know right?? But still she chose her work over me, I can’t stop her and I can’t keep on fighting for love I won’t get, I’m tired of fighting for the darn love and attention…” She said and Miguel sighed.
Most people are going through alot, more than the eyes can see… It was hard to believe that the mother love he got in abundance, she was lacking of it.
“I promise to be there for you, to give you that love and attention.” He suddenly said and she chuckled.
“I don’t need it anymore, and… You know nothing about me yet, to promise… When I tell you my whole story, you’ll surely leave me just like everyone did.” She smiled, but it was obviously a sad smile.
“Why… Why do you say that??” He asked, perplexed.
“Because I know that.”
“When are you gonna tell me about yourself then??” He asked, she was becoming weird to him.
“When you ask… You haven’t asked yet.” She smirked and he turned her to face him.
“Okay, I’m asking you right now… Yolanda Adams, I mean Yolanda Miguel Gonzàlez, tell me everything about yourself.” He said and she chuckled.
“I will, but when I feel like telling you, I will tell you when I trust you.” She smiled before turning back, walking to the oven.
Miguel stared at her, looking puzzled. She doesn’t trust him??
A while later, they were all done cooking and they served the dish for the judges.
They scaled through again with four other contestants, leaving them to five contestants who will compete tomorrow.
They left the hall with Bella..
“You guys keep cooking everyday and I don’t get to taste it.” Bella pouted.
“You should become one of the judges if you wanna taste it and you can also tell the judges you wanna have a taste, they won’t bite you.” Miguel said and she slapped him.
“I’ll just wait till when I get to Mexico with you guys.” She said.
“You’re going back to Mexico with us??” Miguel asked with widened eyes.
“Yeah… ” She replied simply.
“Yolanda… You haven’t said a word.” She jolted Yolanda.
“Uhmm… Nothing, it’s nothing… What were you guys saying??” She asked and Bella stared at her weirdly.
She quickly changed expression and smiled…
“That’s by the way… I have something much more intriguing to tell you guys.” She said with a smile and Yolanda gave her a go ahead nod.
“There’s a party going on in the island this evening, you both should come… Trust me you both will love it.” She giggled.
“Why are you always the only who gets to know what’s going on here??” Miguel asked.
“C’mon SpongeBob, it’s just that I’m more versatile than you both.” She smirked.
“So you both are attending right??” She asked and Miguel looked at Yolanda, as if seeking her permission.
She shrugged.
“I…” Her phone began ringing, she looked at it, it was her dad…
She looked back at them and gave a short smile… “I’ll have to pick this.” She told them and they nodded.
“No problem.” They said and she moved away from them.
When she was far away from them, she picked the call.
“Yoyo…” His voice came on.
He pressed her lips tightly before releasing air.
“Dad.” She called softly.
“Oh my! Did you just call me back without any rude remark??” Mr Adams blabbered and she chuckled.
“Did I just hear a chuckle?? Geez! Did I dial the wrong number or what?? It’s really Yoyo… Video calling right away.” He said and ended the call almost immediately.
A call came in again, a video call from him and she picked it up almost immediately.
“It’s you.” He gushed.
“Wait where’s Miguel?” He asked when he didn’t see Miguel around.
“He’s not here… Where’s mom? I don’t see her around.” She asked and her dad smiled.
“She’s in the kitchen.” He told her and she just nodded.
“Still angry??” He asked and she didn’t reply.
“It’s alright, I pray you forgive her soon, she’s changed.” He told her but she didn’t reply.
“It’s okay.” He assured and she bit her lower lip.
“It’s hard to say but, how’re you doing dad?” She asked suddenly and Mr Adams smiled widely, what he has been yearning to hear her say for long…
The care, he has been yearning for long… It was taking him so much not to break down.
“I’m fine my dear child, I can’t explain to you how happy I am to hear you ask this… I’m happy you’re loosening up bit by bit… I’m literally the most happiest man on earth right now.” He said and she said.
“What’s there to cry about the past, when it can’t be changed?? We just have to face the future and try to make it look good… We can’t have both bad past and future and that’s what I’m trying to do… I want to start a new future, I want to forget the past dad… I know it’s difficult but I hope I will be able to do so.” She said.
“You will my dear, I’m happy you’re ready to let go of the past… It’s a good step.” He said and she smiled.
She turned to look back at Miguel and Bella who were discussing what she couldn’t hear. She faced her dad.
“It is.”
“What… What about Ricky??” He suddenly asked and her expression changed, to that of sadness and guilt…
She pressed her lips tightly, she could feel a heavy lump in her throat… Her eyes became glassy.
“Yoyo…” He called.
“I’ve been a bad mother… Real bad… I neglected my own child, even when I know how heartbreaking it can be to be neglected by your own mother… I did the same… Because I was blinded by h@të…” She cried, her shoulder rising up and down.
“Yoyo, it’s not your fault.” He tried to pacify her.
“It is dad… I h@tëd him for no reason.”
“You didn’t my dear… You were…”
“José!!” Mrs Adams voice cut off his speech.
He looked at the door then back at her.
“I guess we’ll talk later.” She sniffed.
“Don’t feel guilty my dear.” He said and was about ending the call.
“Dad… Can I get his photo?” She asked and Mr Adams nodded and ended call.
She didn’t even have his photo, she didn’t know what he even looked like… And you say what she did isn’t enough to cry about??
Huffs!
Her phone dinged and she immediately opened it to see the picture which Mr Adams sent.
She became emotional, her lips trembled and her eyes glistening with tears.
On the screen was the picture of a little boy with a cute smile, a younger version of Yolanda but sadly in a boy’s form.
“Ri… Ricky… Ri…” She stuttered, her shaking hands slowly moving to her phone screen.
She caressed his face on the screen and her tears finally let out. She hugged her phone.
“Baby…” She cried.
“Will you ever forgive me?? Momma is sorry.” She cried softly.
She looked at the picture again and kissed it. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
She sob quietly, she suddenly stopped when she heard footsteps behind her, she quickly wiped out the tears on her face and just then Miguel appeared in front of her…
“Sassy queen?? ” He called, studying her facial expression.
A sniff left her mouth and his brow creased up.
“Were you crying??” He asked and she shook her head avoiding his gaze.
“No, no… Why did you ask?” She asked, trying to sound alright but Miguel wasn’t a fool not to know…
“You like lying about being okay, tell me, what’s wrong?? Who called??” He asked.
“My dad.”
“Okay what did he say??” He asked with concern.
“Nothing, if you don’t mind… I want to be alone Miguel… Please.” She said and began walking away before he could say anything.
He sighed tiredly. “I don’t know what to do or say again, you’re making me…” He sighed, running his hand through his hair.
“Maybe I should just call Mr Adams instead” he smiled and brought out his phone.
He was about dialling his number but stopped.
“I don’t think I should…”
Sighs.
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