Valencia

It was early morning when my alarm woke me up. Everything was as I wanted. The alarm had woken me up at the right time to open the door wide open for everyone to see my masterpiece. Alexandro was laying on his stomach on my bed with my nails painting his back with a story of the lustful wild night. I wasn't ashamed of my nakedness as I laid beside him. My open eyes stared at his angelic face. Once we were lovers, each other and talked about forever but now we were strangers, strangers that disliked each other. 

I didn't regret the day I found Claire and him together because if I regretted it then I wouldn't be where I was today. I was on cloud nine in my life. If what I hadn't happened I wouldn't have crossed path with the man who ruled my heart right now. I just hated people for the wrongs they had done to me. I couldn't just leave them alone after the suffering I had suffered. Everyone has to pay for all the sins they have committed. 

I could hear the distant steps of someone coming. I wished it to be Claire rather than anyone else. It was surely a woman because I was too familiar with the sounds of heel clanking against the floor. It was surely not Nana because she didn't wear heels. Thus, it was either Claire, Hilda or my mother. I prayed to the God that it was Claire and hoped he would listen to me this time. Usually, the god doesn't.

The clanking of the heels stopped outside my door and closed my eyes shut. Thought I wasn't innocent but even I deserved to feign one.

"What the hell?" Someone whisper yelled. Sadly the God didn't hear me this time too. It was the sinner who had one of her sin exposed, Hilda. The clanking of the heels reached near the bed and I could feel her presence.

"Alexandro," I could feel her shaking him up while her voice low and urgent.

"Wake up you fool. What have you done?" She yelled at him making Alexandro groan. I could fell him shifting and waking up. 

"Umm, what is happening," Alexandro replied in a sleepy voice while I laid there with my eyes shut close.

"You don't even fucking know what you have done," Hilda's voice boomed in my room and even outside. I knew it was time for me to wake up too. Slowly I opened up my eyes and saw Hilda hovering over Alexandro and shaking up.

"Get the hell up and move out of here before Claire comes." She yelled at him. Either she was a fool or she didn't remember that she was yelling for all the house to hear. Shifting my naked body to the side I looked up at Hilda with an innocent face. 

"Why all this yelling?" I asked in a too innocent tone. Hilda glared at me while Alexandro eyes shifted to my naked self. Mind the point naked self. 

"Alexandro, get dressed and the fuck out of here before Claire comes," She whisper yelled over his head. I saw his eyes snap wide at hearing the name Claire. He looked wide-eyed at me with horror over his face. 

"How?" His lips trembled as he asked. Rather than answering him I got off the bed and stretched myself not at all ashamed of my nakedness. Gathering up the duvet off the bed tried to cover myself up, key word tried.  I could hear Hilda telling him to leave but his eyes were set on me. Holding my duvet to over my body I picked up his torn clothes and threw them at him.  

"How did this happen?" He questioned staring into my eyes rather than hearing Hilda's pleas to get out of there. I smiled not at his question because I heard something, another set of clank of heels and a name calling for Hilda. Her eyes grew wide knowing that Claire was coming but Alex's eyes were on me.

"Don't you remember last night, Alex?" I asked with a raised brow.

"He doesn't and he shouldn't. Let's get the hell out of here, Alexandro." Hilda told him but he didn't budge. 

"What happened?" The serious tone of his voice just was music to my ears.

"You regretted things, regretted letting me go in your drunken pity state. I can't even count how many times you had said you loved me, Alex. You claimed your love for me and how you had thought that it was me that night rather than Claire. The best part was that you wanted to go back in time just to change what had happened. I could hear your misery in your words when you said that you were paying for your own mistakes. I melted through your words and before I could go back to hating you, you just kissed me. You begged me to go back where we are. You wanted to take a dive into the love that we had and we did. We reached my room and like wild animals, we both feasted upon each other, got lost in the lust for each other with an intensity brighter than the sun. The proof how we made love is evident from our torn clothes and marks over your body. can't you see." My voice wasn't bitchy or of glory, it was the one where I showed that I missed him and what happened last night wasn't a mistake. I tried to make him believe that we were in love that love once lost was building up again. I saw him look at his clothes and then close his eyes. I even tried to bring some tears to my eyes to make it look more real.

"How ...could ....you?" Claire asked with tears streaming down her face. What a beautiful sight to see, isn't it? 

"Claire, it isn't anything like she is saying. I know my brother, I'm sure she is just making this all up to hurt you." Hilda came up in defense but it fell on deaf ears. Claire's eyes were set on my sweet ex Alex and his eyes were set on me while mine was set on Claire. I loved the way Claire looked. Truly heartbroken, disappointment in her eyes, ashen look over a face like world has ended for her. Actually, it truly had for her. I loved her tears if I had gotten a chance, I would have mind tasting them too. I was the epitome of crazy when it came to destroying Claire. I wanted her to suffer, writhe in pain and burn in the agony of betrayal. I wanted her to feel what I had felt and much more.

"You slept .... With ...her?" She said in disbelief with her coming out of her mouth with hatred.  He didn't answer her and looked at the torn clothes laying on his lap. She stood there appalled and I loved each and every second of it. God! I wanted to see what was she feeling from the inside, how this new knowledge was tearing her from the inside. I wanted to know each and everything.

"Answer me, damn it!!" She screamed so loud that even the birds up in the sky would have even heard her.  Nothing came from him. How could he even say something in his defense? He knew it very well that all that I would have said to be true because he believed in me. I could see it through his eyes. I wanted to ask why did he believe me now when he hadn't in the past?

"Calm down, Claire. Believe me, Alexandro has done nothing here. She is just making this up. She is just trying to hurt you." Hilda tried to pacify her but it was of no use. Claire's eyes found mine and they burned with fury, a rage so high that it would have touched the sun. I didn't burn with the glares she gave me they gave me strength, power over her.

"You bitch!" She yelled coming onto me but I was quick I sidestepped letting her fall onto the floor. I might even have tripped her being a brilliant person I was. A gasp came from Hilda while Alex's eyes shot up in the direction where his wife laid.

"I'm going to kill you," Claire screeched from where she was on the floor making a move to stand up but I wasn't going to let that happen. My foot connected with her ribs making her stay on the floor. 

"Sorry little Claire, but that isn't going to happen ever."  My voice low and dangerous. I looked straight into her eyes before my foot trailed up to her neck. Letting my foot rest there I stared at shocked and stunned faces of Hilda and Alexandro. I loved how they looked. Setting my eyes back at Claire's I saw the fear in them and it rushed an adrenaline into me. 

"You really think I would let you hurt me and that too because your husband and I fucked? Really not. It isn't my fault that if you had lost appeal to your husband. It is not my fault that he prefers me to you or regret even sleeping with you. Do you want to hear another thing? In his fucked up state, he confessed that it would have been far better if I had killed you that morning. It was music to my ears and that is why I let him fuck me raw and wild. Something you can't give him. You might think yourself to be high and mighty just because he married but let me tell you there is no one more pathetic than you are in the house. Your husband lusts after me, fucks in the under the same roof that you were sleeping in and his eyes are always on me when I'm in the room rather than you. The funniest part in all this fucked up situation is that even after getting him you never had him. He was always fucking you thinking it was me." My eyes looked up at Alexandro's and his eyes turned away from me and the gruesome scene in front of him.

"Shut up you bloody bitch," Hilda came into slapping me but I held her hand midway. My eyes fired up with burning revenge and hatred for her. Did she really think it would be that easy? I applied more pressure over Claire's neck making her scream and making her hands reach up to my foot while my eyes never wavered away from Hilda's. There was fire in those eyes and at the same time even a fear was inside them. I could already feel the waves of fear pouring out of Claire. She had every right to fear as I had her life under my foot. Letting go of her hand I raised my own hand and slapped her.

"Never call a bitch a bitch," I snarled at her. "If you ever tried to raise your hand again at me then I won't mind plunging the butcher knife into you." I took hold of her Jaw and saw fear too evident in her eyes.

"Do you understand?" She gave me a quick nod and I jerked her away from me letting Claire have all my attention. 

"Aww, poor, Claire, does it hurt?" I asked singingly unfazed by the terror in her eyes.

"Aww, it does, doesn't it poor baby?" I asked putting. I was so fucking enjoying this. 

"Well, I felt million times worse then you did now. You have a supporter but I had no one. No fucking one, even my fucking boyfriend was raising his hands to me rather than trying to explain himself. So consider yourself fucking lucky that you are not into much pain as I was." I snarled at her before kicking her away from me. In seconds Hilda was by her side trying to calm and console her. 

"Get out of my room, now!" I yelled making my voice boom inside my room. On shaky legs, Claire stood up with Hilda and got out of there. Alexandro didn't move an inch from where he was and it infuriated me. His work here was done and he needed to get out.

"Didn't you hear or should I write a special invitation for you?" I taunted only to gain his attention. He stood up but rather than going out strode towards me.

"Why? Why did you do this?" He asked with tears in his eyes with anger backing them up.

"Because I can," I replied simply.

"How many time will you hurt me before letting it all go? How many times Valencia?"He demanded with tears streaming down his face.

"Million times more than you did, Alexandro, only then I will let you go. Until then I would play this game with you. I would fuck you, love you, dip into the old flame we had and then humiliate you and hurt you again and again until I have your heart bleeding and writhing in pain like mine had." I spoke each and every word loud and clear for his ears to hear. This was what I had wanted for him.

"Show yourself out of here before I decide to humiliate you and hurt you again," I warned him before going inside my closet to get some clothes by the time I was out he was gone. 

I would not let anyone of them being left untouched by pain. Everyone had their happy times and sunny days but I was here to paint them in different shades of black.

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