Claiming her babies

Nicholas POV

“That beast of a husband was ready to hurt you and my best friend’s wife. Is that who you want to go back to?” I heard Anthony yelling at Fiona who stood frozen to the spot.

“Whose wife are you talking about?” I noticed their bodies going still as they all turned around to look at me “Greg was here?” I asked again.

“Hey honey welcome home” Monica walked to where I was and looking at the smile on her face, I knew she was faking it.

I looked around the living room to see shattered pieces of the flower vase and some blood stains on the floor “What happened here?” I ask again, the blood stains sending chills down my spine.

“Greg was here earlier. He was looking for Fiona” Anthony finally said, breaking the tension in the air.

“Okay but why is the living room scattered? Why is there blood on the floor?” I asked, waiting patiently for their explanation but they just kept on staring at each other, refusing to utter a word.

“Would someone say something?” I said with a sharp tone, their quietness not keeping me at ease.

“It’s all my fault, Nicholas. I’m sorry I caused all this” Fiona apologized and Anthony rushed to where she stood.

“Hey, you’re not to blame for all of these. Stop blaming yourself” Anthony said, wiping the tears on her cheeks with his fingers as he hugged her with his eyes closed.

“Anthony, what the f**k are you doing? That’s my brother’s wife for f**k sake” I said, shocked at his attitude and closeness to Fiona.

Anthony pulled back slightly, still holding Fiona’s shoulders as he turned to face me. “Nicholas, it’s not what it looks like. Fiona needed help, and I was just trying to comfort her.”

I narrowed my eyes, glancing between the two of them. “Comfort her? It looks a lot more than that, Anthony.”

Fiona stepped forward, her eyes pleading. “Please, Nicholas I’m sorry for everything. I was the one who brought trouble into your peaceful home and I’m deeply sorry. you have to understand. I came here to escape Greg. He… he was angry, violent. I had nowhere else to go.”

I took a deep breath, trying to process everything. “So, Greg came here and caused all this mess?” I asked looking around and still trying to understand what exactly happened just in the last two hours of my absence.

Anthony nodded. “He was furious. He tried to drag Fiona out of there and even wanted to hurt Monica because she was protecting Fiona. Things got out of hand. I had to step in to protect them and that’s when the vase got shattered, and… and there was a bit of a struggle.”

“Is everyone okay?” I asked, glancing around the room once more, my eyes lingering on the bloodstains and the shattered flower vase.

“We’re fine,” Monica said softly, her voice steady but her eyes betraying her fear. “But Greg… he didn’t take it well. He left, but not before making some threats.”

“Everyone better be okay especially you Monica because if you weren’t okay, I would have killed someone with my bare hands,” I said with a serious stern face.

I sighed as I looked at Monica, Anthony then my gaze landed on Fiona whose face was swollen “What happened to you?” I asked Fiona, my gaze lingering on the red marks on her cheeks.

“Greg slapped her” Monica replied and I raised an eyebrow in shock.

“So the jerk also abused his wife. Interesting” I muttered to myself as I still didn’t understand what happened. “Greg can’t just walk into my house unless he wants something and I’m sure that something must have been you so what did you do to Greg? What did you do that made Greg almost hurt my wife” I said, my sharp gaze on Fiona as I waited for her explanation.

“We spent a night together” Anthony uttered, dropping a bomb that I didn’t expect.

“You did what!” I exclaimed in shock.

“We didn’t know man. We met at a club yesterday and we had sex only for me this morning to find out that she was Fiona”

“Of course Fiona, my stepbrother’s wife,” I said, staring daggers at Anthony who chose to sleep with my brother’s wife.

“No. Fiona my ex” Anthony replied. I stared at my best friend in shock and looked at Fiona again.

“You mean the same ex who broke up with you and made you almost lose yourself” Anthony avoided my eyes and I instantly got my answer.

I never met Anthony’s girlfriend back then. I was always busy and felt it wasn’t necessary. I never believed in love so when Anthony told me he was in love, I felt he was being stupid.

Some months later, I couldn’t recognize my best friend who for the first time cried in front of me and said his girlfriend had broken up with him. That shattered Anthony back then but little did I know that the lady Greg married was the same lady that broke up with Anthony.

“So you’re Fiona. The same Fiona who made my best friend almost commit suicide” I spat out in anger

“Nicholas that’s unnecessary,” Anthony said, pissed by my wordsThis text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

“Well, she has to know Anthony. I almost lost you back then. Your situation with her was also one of the reasons I swore I wasn’t going to fall in love” I said then turned to Monica who frowned after hearing me “Well until Monica stepped into my life” I said, clearing the air.

“I think I should go,” Fiona said, struggling to get herself out of Anthony’s grip.

“No Fiona. It’s too risky. Greg might hurt you again” Anthony said, refusing to let her go, and looking at him made me realize that he was still in love with Fiona.

“He won’t. He will only be pissed about what happened today but he will not hurt me” she said, staring at Anthony with her eyes sparkling with an emotion I knew very well _ hurt mixed with a lingering affection.

My best friend’s eyes softened with love as he looked at Fiona “If that’s what you want then I’ll let you go. Please take care”

Fiona stared at him and then smiled weakly “Thank you” she said then she turned to my wife “Thanks for your help today and I’m sorry for causing trouble ” she said as she glanced at me then walked to the chair, took her bag and turned to leave.

The door closed behind her and Anthony’s gaze remained fixed at the door. Looking at Monica, she stared at me in worry and I knew she was thinking about Anthony and Fiona.

“Don’t worry, they will both be fine” I said assurably.