| UNHINGED | WILHEMINA VENABLE

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Fuck I'm so fucked.

I sit on the edge of the bed holding my phone, thinking whether I should call or text Warren, should I even let him know?

The numbness in my starting to feel like dying, what if I get an abortion and keep this to myself. I can do that. Right?

God no. Please i can't do this. I dialed Warren's number. I clicked end call immediately after it rings.

I received a text and saw it's him.

W.F: hey did you just call me?
D.C: Yes
W.F: is there anything?
D.C: no nothing I just miss you that's all
W.F: is that so i miss u too btw we're going horse riding tomorrow, u still wanna join?
D.C: ofc im all in
W.F: great I'll be there at 8am
D.C: Mmhmm see yah
W.F: see you beautiful

I went to the camera roll and swipe seeing my pictures with Wilhemina, I swear to never delete it. Who knows people grow people change.

I went to bed with empty stomach, Mina would never allow that, she'll make me eat an apple or a little of something.

Do you miss me, Mina?

WILHEMINA POV

"I miss you too" I says to Viola through the phone,
"when are you coming back home",
"Later, my dearest",
"Alright then see yah", she says and I hung up.

I'm in the bar where me and Davina first met, staring at the spot she used to sit in, I can still hear her laugh and talking.

Come back to me, Davina.

I down the last tequila and gather my things to go back home which not really a home anymore.

On my way back, the music in the car reminds me of her, every single things reminds me of that one face, the face like no others.

Walking up the stairs to the bedroom, passing Davina's room, I haven't been in there since she left, the voice inside of me begging to go in there for no proper reason.

I turn the door knob, my heart sink with how silence it is, walking in to her closet some of her clothes are still here, the jewelry I bought for her laying on the table, her scents roam my mind.

As I'm sitting on the couch, I notice a letter laying on the bed, opening it up. It's a letter, I assume she wrote before she left. Tears roll down to my chin as her words starting to come falling.

I took the letter into my study room before joining Viola in bed.

"You're home!!!" She jumps from the bed, "how's my girl doing?" I kiss her forehead, "really great mommy" she smirk tucking on my belt, "have you been drinking?", "I met up with some old friends on the way back, so a little yeah",
"Wilhemina? I wanted to ask you something",
"go on",
"I was wondering if I could move my things into the room at the end of the hall" she's talking about Davina's room,
"I can have the maids to prepare another room for you, dear",
"Can I please have that room, I went in this-"
"you what? you went in?",
"Yes" "care to share about Davina?" She cross her arms,
"Don't say her name" I throw my things on the couch,
"And why's that?" "Was she one of your whore or was she that Whore at the dinner party?" she earns a hard slap across her face,
"DON'T YOU EVER CALL HER THAT! EVER AGAIN, VIOLA",
"WHY CAN'T I? I'M YOUR FIANCÉ WILHEMINA BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU HAVE A RIGHT TO SLAP ME" she yelled back, I step closer,
"Did this pretty little head of your forgot about what we've talk about?" "Yes you are my fiancé, whatever you wish to get you'll receive but Listen carefully Viola, you will do as I say and I can do whatever I please with you, are we clear?" "And don't mention her name again" i added,
"I'm sorry" she sobs.