Silvia just finished with all her house chores. She found herself finishing his laundry too
It was Presol's birthday.
Even if they had been married for 17 years, it didn't mean she could not try to celebrate her husband's birthday
She might be 39 now but her hope for a little romance still lived. Even though he would beat her and would hurl words at her and even restrict her didn't mean she wouldn't honor the fact that her husband was celebrating his birthday.
"I should probably go meet him at work" She told herself. Her weak body managed to get up from the floor she sat on while folding his clothes. And she went into the room to get the gift for her husband.
It was a new perfume. She knew Presol already had a lot of Perfumes but a gifted one would be nice if added to the collection.
She immediately wore her long coat, over the blue dress she wore. Not because it was cold, but because it covered her scars properly that sometimes even she forgot they were there. She then picked up the gift and left the house, locking the door carefully and keeping the key under the rug. Incase someone happened to drop by.
It had been a while since she came out properly to do anything. And even to go to the market.
Eventually Presol had to hire someone who would come around and drop groceries for them so Silvia never felt the need to go out. And ever since Presol turned into a mad man, he took away any electronic devices she could use to communicate with the outside world.
She never felt so confined.
She wasn't sure when last she had seen her mother
The last time she heard about her or from her was when she had to take over the grocery store because the woman fell sick.
Since she couldn't leave the house, she secretly requested the delivery lady help her get a very nice perfume for her husband.
Even though the lady wasn't sure why Silvia was so confined, she never asked, but simply obeyed and got Silvia one of the best Perfumes in the market.
She took a turn to check out her mother's old grocery store. It was shut down and had the Spirogyra growing on the walls and all over the surroundings.
Different weeds had bloomed too.
She definitely hadn't been there after Silvia couldn't make it anymore
It was unfortunate.
Silvia didn't really have the strength to walk to his workplace. And the heat didn't exactly help.
Anyone who had seen her would picture her as a very old woman who was in her early 50s and was struggling financially.
Silvia's youth drained faster from her body than she could imagine.
As she got into the bus, all she could think about was whether Presol would like the gift or not. She might have disliked the marriage, but everytime she couldn't help but feel a bit of sympathy towards the man.
This entire thing, was not consensual. Having one's life defined for them at an age of making decisions was extremely horrifying. So she could relate to the frustrations of her husband. No matter how much he would hate her, and she really wished that he would love the gift that she had gotten him. And maybe it could ease his frustration in some way and make him smile.
...
Presol removed his shirt immediately and found himself panting extremely hard. There were sweats all over his body and that of the girl beneath him. Their faces and skin were both red and he found himself raising up the legs that were hidden under his
"It's .... Your ... Birthday today" the girl was panting loudly, little moans following it
"And that's why ...." He felt himself pushing back and forth in a violent way "we're going to be doing this till dawn"
" What about your wife?" She immediately felt Presol turn her over and then a sharp feeling followed and he started moving violently again ... "Wouldn't she be expecting you home?"
" She has no right.... To question ..... Why I'm not home"
Ashley grabbed the chair tightly and she could feel her eyes turning over.
"For an old man. He sure has a lot of action". She thought as Presol kept moving and moving and she kept draining in ecstacy
"If only .... " She was holding her moans "...your wife knew .... What she was missing out on .... "
"Shut up!" He commanded " when we're doing this, you don't speak until I tell you to"
Presol shook even more violently, and the noises were getting louder
"When ... Was the last time .... You did her?"
Presol grabbed Ashley's hair and found himself hugging her body hard "it's been almost 10 years"
Ashely couldn't believe it. Who would, or rather, who could go 10 years while being married without -
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" She moaned loudly as she felt her a waterfall suddenly occur "why ... Why didn't you say anything?"
"I told you to shut up" Presol said.
Ashley found herself struggling to get off the chair but the Presol picked her up and threw her on his table "We're going again. Until I can't bring out anymore"
...
Silvia got down from the bus and held on to the gift tightly. She didn't want anything happening to it. She adjusted her coat and immediately walked down the road to Presol's Building.
She had only been there once. When Presol's father did a Congratulations Ceremony for the Sucess of the new project, the agreement between the two fathers. She had to be there not only as Presol's wife, but as the daughter of the Second Partner in the making of th Project.
And after that, she never attended any parties or business meetings as his wife. And even when the Invitations were directed to the both of them, Presol would pretend he hadn't seen that and would dress to leave to whatever event is was supposed to be.
At first it bothered her, but eventually she stopped caring.
Presol might anyways not acknowledge her presence, which would make it even more humiliating than it already was.
She anyways also didn't have any new clothes. Except the one that was gotten for her immediately after she got married. The month after was extremely busy. With a lot of Introductions taking place and Silvia and Presol finding themselves visiting places, houses, churches and relatives one by one.
And after that, she didn't have much to wear except for the ones that she brought from home, which according to Mrs Manah .... were not befitting for a wife of the Manah family
Silvia Manah!
Were was the Pride in bearing that name?
Eventually they got old. And Silvia didn't have an income, so she found herself repeating clothes.
And another reason Presol wouldn't take her out was because his family despised the idea of repeating clothes.
Especially clothes that were made for important events and occasions.
Mrs Manah was a Strict Perfectionist, and it didn't help that the family developed the mindset either.
Silvia walked into the Building. It wasn't that hard to find because she had an eidetic memory and that was why, even after 17 years, she still knew exactly where to find her husband.
How did she even leave the house, you ask?
Besides the constant physical violence, Silvia was mostly trapped by far. Afraid of leave, thinking she could get killed by her husband if she left the house. But she was willing to take this one risk for the sake of his birthday. Hoping it would dissolve all anger he has towards her after seeing her. And before she knew it, she found herself walking down the office Corridors and heading straight to his.
...
Ashley's body was already sore, and he could see how red his mission already was
"I'm just getting started" he said, still panting hard. Ashely looked down ...
"It's red ....." She begged "it can't take anymore"
Presol didn't listen, he rose up her two long legs and then in it went again, even more violently than before "I'll take you out for dinner. I promise...." He was positioned behind her, and they were both resting sideways on the table. He found himself biting her ear and using his tongue to play with it "to that expensive 5 star restaurant that you love"
Ashley's mind couldn't process anything, the amount of feelings running through her body were enough to make her pass out.
Near the door were their clothes, everything. And all the both of them could feel were skin on skin.
Ashley shook violently up and down and her body carried the table along with her that the sounds she made were covered by the noise of the table.
She almost felt like she could burst!
.....
Silvia approached Presol's office door quietly. She didn't want to disturb him, and a part of her hoped he wasn't in the office, so he wouldn't have to risk receiving a scolding. She gently brought out the perfume wrapped in a cute little birthday box she took her time preparing. Then she gently placed it on her left hand.
"I'm sure he will-" suddenly she started hearing loud noises from the office. Extremely loud noises. The door was locked but it didn't stop the amount of noise that escaped outside.
A table screeching
A man gasping
And a woman .....
Immediately she rushed inside and slammed the door open, and what she saw was something she that made her wish she was dead instead.
"SILVIA" Presol shouted and immediately his body separated from Ashley.
Ashley found herself struggling to find her clothes and she immediately started to dress while avoiding eye contact with Silvia "Don't dress" he commanded and Ashley paused. " Why the hell are you here, you stupid woman?" He shouted then immediately put on his trouser. Silvia rushed up to him and threw the perfume bottle on the ground and it shattered everywhere. Then she immediately left the office
"Oh shit" Presol swore as he started to put on his shirt " I told you to lock the door"
"I thought I did" Ashley said defensively
Presol's face twitched hard "I was at my climax .... That bitch!" He looked angrily at Ashley "Undress back and lock the door, I'm going to deal with that nuisance" then he immediately left. "And when I come back, we are picking up from where we stopped"
Ashley got so scared, but couldn't help but smile a little.
So this is what if felt like to have a married man want you so bad?
Silvia ran out into the road. Angry hot tears filled her eyes.
Even if he never wanted her, he could have honored her presence and her sacrifice.
Did 17 years mean nothing to him?
Finally she had faced the reality. All the sacrifices she had made amounted to this.
Infidelity!!!!
She found herself getting weak and immediately starter vomiting on the road
Was it because she couldn't have a child anymore?
Or she was so disgusting that he couldn't bear to ever consider touching her
Not even for his own pleasure?
That he would rather touch someone that was probably born 15 years after he was.
She heard Presol shouting her name, but she was on the other side of the road. She looked up and saw him, anger filled his face with sweats all over it, from the effort of grinding into another woman ....
She just couldn't take it anymore.
Immediately she got up and started to run back towards the mad man and to beat him with her purse till he lost a lot of blood and couldn't move anymore
"Silvia" he shouted noticing her "WAIT, DON'T CROSS-"
As she stepped into the road, a big truck headed towards her and just a second after, she felt her body forcefully fly from where she was standing, it hit a pole and then she fell
"SILVIA!!!" Presol ran to her immediately "SILVIA!!! SOMEBODY HELP!!! HELP PLEASE!!!!"
Silvia looked at her bloody hand rested on the floor one more time. With blood all over her, this really was going to be the end of her life.
Of her 30 years
And now she wasn't going to see another day.
She looked up at Presol one last time, then at a part of the perfume glass that got stuck to his shirt.
This was all she had to show for it
This was all she had to show for 17 years.
But at least now, she can finally rest in peace.
"You bastard .... " She whispered, one last time. Before taking her final breath