The Art Of Revenge (Thalia Nash and Brandon) novel Chapter 114

Josh Pov

I walked to my kitchen counter p*ssed and breathing fire. In the book, both Thalia and I were monsters, in fact, everyone around Amber was a monster and I could only imagine how devastating it would be if she grew up and read that book.

Reality sank in, I never imagined how our past lives would impact her. Never, I was consumed with getting her back that I had not planned at what age I was supposed to tell her the tale that I turned her mother into a monster that castrated me for life.

No matter how hard I tried to hide it or pretend, it was a fact that I bred that evil Thalia. A Thalia that never laughed or smiled. She was so different from the bubbly shy nerdy Thalia I first met who had her headway in the clouds for me. The girl who basically worshiped and stepped on every step I made.

She made me the center of her universe but I turned and spat on her. I had no idea if it was guilty but never had I recalled what I did to her from her point of view.

For years I had told myself she and her father were the villains while my father was the victim but after Jessica questioned why I could stomach Thalia’s face and not hers. It hit me, even though I had tried hard not to show my emotions but her question kept harming the back of my head.

However I resented being in the same room with Thalia, that’s why I always visited Amber at night in order to avoid her and her boyfriend. If I was stuck on an Island with Jessica and Thalia, I think I would stomach a woman that castrated me rather than the one that slept with my father. Would I? Or I was just overreacting but there was one way to find out.

I needed to stop Jessica from writing that book, yes I needed the money but not at the expense of my daughter’s sanity. The media only knew a quarter of what I aired out to tarnish my father’s image. What they all knew was that I was used and I liked it that way but the whole story involved a lot of villains.

I walked to my bathroom and washed up, I really wanted to finish up my assignment before nightfall. Yes, I enrolled myself in an online law class, I always wanted to be a lawyer and the s*it that happened just gave me a will. But I still needed an office job to pay for the classes and I had applied to a lot of companies.

I doubted Thalia was still on the revenge quest to block me from finding work. If so I would have received rejections already even though I had not received acceptance letters. Or maybe I had already dented my image and no one would want to hire a man that stole his wife’s company.

I sighed as  I waited for a cab. I was born in riches but was slowly adapting to the new low life. I got into the cab and headed to Thalia’s. It was the first time that I was visiting in the afternoon or after the incident when she found out I used to visit in the night.

I had tried to go there the following night but I found the combination to the door changed and when I texted Nestor, I was shocked to learn the sick p*ycho had thrown him out.

Somehow that was good news, once the sick p*ycho was out of the picture and Nestor on Thalia’s throat, it was going to be easy to win my case. I was playing two games and they had no idea how.

However, ever since that day I had not seen Amber, two days had passed and I missed her a lot. For the past two days, I had pretended and lied to myself that I was busy when in actual fact I did not want to ask Thalia for my baby. I figured I had no issue seeing her face but the main issue was asking for my daughter.

The process of being polite and not causing her to rain hell or continue with her hell. I realized that was my main problem, as I walked to the gate, it was different with Jessica who I could insult the life out of or throw out. That was the main difference between the two women that showed me how hell felt like on earth.

The cab had dropped me outside Thalia’s residence but I stood at the gate just staring at it like an insane person. I had no idea how many minutes passed before I came to that realization.

All of the sudden, the gate opened, I clenched my hands into a fist, realizing they were watching me. There was no time to turn back so I walked in. Deep down I wanted Nestor to be around, he was a very cool guy and easy to negotiate with.

However, as soon as I opened the door I was met with Thalia on the other side of the door. She had folded arms across her bosom, big bosom, she was always blessed in that area. But I noticed her eyes looked tired like she had not slept for days.

“How… were you able to make Kendra sleep?” she asked.

I glanced at her confused.

“Nestor said you are the one that used to put her to sleep,” she added.

I raised my eyebrows, “so you are saying Am. .. She has not been sleeping for two days?”

“No, I did not say that, it was just difficult to…. Put her to sleep,” she added with so much shame.

I could not believe what came out of her mouth, they practically punished my little angel. They should have called me but they chose to punish her instead. Yeah, I was good at putting her to sleep while they were sleeping and snoring in each other’s arms. I was very sure she was not getting some sex from the sick p*ycho.

However, while they were asleep I used to sing to her. She was a late sleeper, especially since she took a lot of afternoon naps. Thalia and the fool had no idea about that, I wondered if she knew anything about her daughter.

“Why didn’t you call me?” I asked.

“Why didn’t you visit?” she replied.

I chuckled, she was full of herself, if I remembered correctly, she was the one that went to wake up her s*upid sick p*ycho boyfriend when she found me putting Amber to sleep.

“last time..”