This story is the continuation of The Other Woman PT – 1 , The Other Woman PT – 2 , The Other Woman PT – 3 , The Other Woman PT – 4 , The Other Woman PT – 5, The Other Woman PT – 6 , The Other Woman PT – 7 , The Other Woman PT – 8 and The Other Woman PT – 9
A car pulls up behind him. Someone alights and taps his window, he raises his head and sees her. He opens the door, coming out. She could see he had been crying. Men rarely do cry except something bad had hurt them to their bones. And Adams was among the few men who had always been strong and confident.
“It’s over Doctor. It’s over. Sophia, she-she knows about Bella. It’s over and my world has just crumpled. Please help me, you are my last hope. I can’t lose her too. I can’t. I just can’t” he cried.
She remembered the first day she saw him broken like this too, years ago. And when he had asked for help, she had done something against her ethics, she had given him a solution to his problem. She knew one day it would blow up in their faces but then she knew it was the right thing to do for him and for his wife. That was the only way things could go back to normal.
“Help me get through to her. She won’t listen to me or give me a chance to explain. To tell her… to tell her everything” he cried. She touches his shoulders reassuringly
“Let’s go to her.” She tells him pulling him up
“She doesn’t want to see me” Adams offers, as he ran his hands over his face, showing his helplessness and desperation.
“Let’s go to her, She has no choice anymore. You can’t sit here and wait for her to come around because she won’t but I would talk to her and you are going to be there. All three of us, and we are going to make sure you both come out with less scars.”
*Presently.. Adams house..****
“Sophia?’ Adams calls her name, fear grips him, he takes a step towards her but she stops him with her hands, still laughing she sits down, hands to her face she wipes her leaking eyes and her drooling nose
“Really Adams, really? Is this the kind of bullshit you could come up with? I mean, you bring your doctor all the way down here to tell us that the same woman in those pictures who… OK OK, we know, has a striking resemblance to Sophia. NO biggy. I understand that a lot of stars look alike these days. I mean I have seen pictures of people who look alike too, like that Nigerian actress fondly called “Jenifa ” and that lady on empire, the badass mother “cookie”. They look alike and we know they aren’t twins. Even Sophia can tell you, as she just told me a second ago about some people who look insanely alike. Now you come here, waltzing in like one intelligent woman telling us the dumbest shit on planet earth.” Rebecca shakes her head,
“Hilarious. Wow!! Bravo!! Tell us something that don’t stink of bullshit and cat faeces …Please” Rebecca claps her hands.
Later he would deal with Rebecca, but for now, he was concerned about Sophia and how she was taking this.
“Sophia?” He calls her again.
“Am sorry but… I think your good’ol doctor just became a comedian. Am sorry, but what Rebecca said, and I agree; this is bullshit and I think am done listening to you or her.” She points to the doctor.
“Like how am I sure you are a certified doctor. I mean you didn’t and couldn’t give me a cure for my headaches and sleepy spells, you kept saying am stressed even when I do nothing but sit around all day. Just get out of my house and take that cheating bastard with you. Maybe you are one of the many women he has been screwing too, that’s why you ran down here dropping everything to save his ass” Sophia spat
‘I won’t have you insult me Sophia!!” The doctor felt offended but she continued “I understand you are angry and hurt but for your own good, you should calm down. Your hysterical feats isn’t good for your health either.”
“Are you sleeping with my ma- erm Sophia’s husband too”?
Rebecca asked, her fists clenched. She could tolerate Sophia, but Sophia was out of the picture already. There was no way she would get back to Adams after this.
Bella? Whoever she is wouldn’t stand a chance. She may have enjoyed him for a while but she would kick her far away from Adams like she never existed. But if this Doctor who looked old enough to be his mother was banging him too, she would have no choice than to pull her hair and go streets on her. She wouldn’t mind breaking a nail or two.
“No hell No!! I would refuse to indulge that gibberish that came out of your mouth because it would mean me stooping to your level, and because I came here for a much more important issue, I would implore you to keep quiet and sit down, be a good friend and support your friend, but to me, you don’t seem so much of a good person but I have a better alternative; you can get out and allow the man and wife handle their issues.” she stated as she removed her glasses and wipes it with an hanky. She places her briefcase on the table, pulls the chair closer and stares at Sophia.
“Please ignore her Doctor. Please” Adams tells her. Rebecca was bad news but he didn’t want her to ruin amending the bridges with his wife for him.
Sophia stares her back in the eyes then she looks at Adams
Are they being serious right now? She wondered.
“Look, really. This isn’t some game. I think you both should leave” she gets up and points to the door. She wasn’t interested in whatever thing they had to say or what game they seemed to be playing.
“Yes, both of you should leave. Especially you old dry cu*t!” Rebecca spat, folding her hands. She could literally pluck out those eyes behind those be-speckled glasses.
“Your intelligent words felt like shafts I dusted them off my shoulders” Rebecca smirks referring to the doctor who just smiled.
The doctor was used to such arrogance from people.
As a woman in her late forties, she had had her own fair share of bad eggs as friends, family and even in her career. She really didn’t need to indulge her. She wondered how Sophia became friends with a woman who obviously didn’t care about her happiness. But, she wasn’t here to trade small talks with the lady. She was here for Adams, For Sophia and by God she hoped to salvage the situation. She ignored the lady.
“For once, for once in your despicable life Rebecca can you just shut up? Can you just shut up and stop all this. We are here for Sophia and not for you. If you can’t shut you can get out!.” Adams shouts on her, she gasps as she felt the sting.
“Sophia for Pete’s sake, if you won’t listen to me, even if you hate me just please listen to her and if you still don’t want to talk to me I would leave and never bother you again. Please… please just listen to her” Adams turns to his wife, pleading
“What! Me, Adams?” Rebecca asked in shock. Adams raises a finger, cutting her off. ..
“Don’t!!” He was trying to be calm, but Rebecca was pushing him to breaking point. If she doesn’t stop, so help him, he would..
She began to open her mouth to say something but Sophia stops her.
“Fine, Say whatever you need to say and leave. Because quite frankly, I feel a bile rising up in my throat for the made up shit you are about to spew. But because I really don’t want to ever see your face again and yours too doctor, I am definitely not going to be your patient anymore. So spew” she folds her hands
The doctor gives her a weak sad smile.
“Take a sit Sophia” She says
“Please” she pleaded
“Fine whatever!” Sophia sits, Rebecca shakes her head.
“I can’t believe this shit. You are actually going to listen to them, really? You going to let them convince you that white is black, come on!!”
“No, am just going to let them try and then watch them swallow their words and get out of my life.” she stated and urges the doctor to start, Adams doesn’t sit but He stands by the corner and waited.
The doctor collects the pictures and stares at them one after the doctor, then she began
“This is Bella. The woman Adams has been seeing. ”
“We know that” Sophia and Rebecca states matter-of-factly
“Please don’t interrupt me.” she looks at them
“This is Bella, the woman Adams has being seeing. She is none other than you Sophia”
Rebecca scoffs, Sophia shakes her head.
“Do you know why you have multiple headaches, sleepy spells and sometimes amnesia and then you wake up confused about your whereabouts?”
“Well you are the doctor, you are supposed to have all the answers. Really are you sure you got that doctorate degree?” Rebecca was talking but she was ignored again. She wished she could slam her head to the wall.
“Well I have been seeing you concerning that but like always…you kept saying” you are stressed. Take it easy, take aspirin and blah blah bullshit. Now what does that have to do with anything?”
She collects a file from her briefcase. .
‘October 5th, 1978, what do you remember about that day?” She flips it open.
“What sort of question is that? That’s my birthday. Is she for real Adams, Really?”
“Please, just let her” He said, sitting on the ground while his back was to the wall, legs up, his head bowed.
“What about December 17th, 1994?”
“My parents died. What is this about doctor?” Sophia’s countenance grew dark
“How did they die?”
“They-they died.” Sophia said, frowning.
“I know. But how did they die?
“They -in an accident. Why are you asking me that, It happened a long time ago. They died. Left me alone to fend for myself. They died.” She screamed. Rebecca looks at Sophia.
“Calm down Sophia” she turns to the doctor “Are you insane? Why you asking her about her late parents. What does that have to do with anything? You want to talk about the lady in the picture do so, why are you delving into the dead and buried bones?”
The doctor sighs
“Sophia, please calm down. I know this isn’t what you want to hear but it’s necessary, I need to you remember certain lapses. Don’t you want to understand why and how of certain things you can’t explain?”
“I do” she turns
“But why are you asking me about my parents?”
She sits back down. She darted her eyes to Adams who hasn’t raised up his head.
“February 4th, 2008. Do you remember?” This question came as a whisper. Sophia shakes her head. A sob escapes from Adam’s lips as Sophia and Rebecca turn, Surprised.
“Ok..I -I am sorry but is there something I am missing here?” Sophia asked, wondering why Adams sounded as though he was crying.
“February 4th 2008? Do you remember anything? How about July 13th, 2012? Anything? Think Sophia think!!”
Her head began to throb. The pain increasing on her temples, spreading,
“No I don’t. No I don’t. It doesn’t ring a bell. It doesn’t mean anything to me those dates.”
Sophia touches her head, stating.
“Why do you like lilies and red roses?” The doctor leaned forward.
“Because, because they smell nice. Lilies, white lilies and Red Roses are my favourite” Sophia smiles dropping her hands and relaxing.
“February 4th, 2008. Does it ring a bell?” she asked again, pressing her more this time.
“She already told you that she doesn’t”
Rebecca states standing up. Doctor ignores her again, concentrating on Sophia, whose face features had begun to change to confusion, her hands touching her head yet again, rubbing her temple as the headache increases
“Lilies, lily… do you remember? Do you remember?”
“Stop” Sophia whispers
“Try Sophia, don’t block it out. Lilies or Lily. White flowers and red roses. Are they just your favourite flowers or they have a sentimental value too. Lily/ Lilies, What do you remember? Do you remember Sophia, do you remember?”
“Stop it. Stop it. STOP IT”
Sophia screams falling to the ground. Covering her ears, screaming and crying. Adams rushes to her. Rebecca takes a step back in shock
“Ok what the actual fxxk is going on here” she watches Sophia go off
“Ssshhhhhh it’s okay Sophia it’s okay”.. Adams calms her
“Let go of me. Let go” she pushes him away.
“I don’t know what you both are trying to do and I don’t know what you intend. But leave me alone… I don’t know why your questions cause my head to hurt more than it ever did. Just stop.. I don’t know why I hurt in here, in here when you keep mentioning lily, white roses and red roses. It hurts. Please stop”
She cries, as she pulls at her head, hitting her chest and rubbing her temple.
Adams couldn’t stop the tears trekking down his eyes, he cleans it
Rebecca was lost.
“Ok what the hell?” She exclaims, confused she turns to the doctor…
“What the hell?” She repeats pointing at Sophia on the ground screaming and crying as she curled herself up
The doctor continues…
“Have you ever heard of DID?” The doctor leans back, she cleans her glasses again.
“What’s that?” Rebecca and Sophia asked, as she calms down, and her cries were a tiny sob. Adams didn’t let go of her and for some reason unknown to her, she didn’t push him away… she felt… Safe.
“DID is a Dissociative identity disorder (DID), which was previously known as multiple personality disorder (MPD)” she continues..
“It’s a mental disorder characterized by at least two distinct and relatively enduring identities or dissociated personality states, that alternately shows in a person’s behaviour, accompanied by memory impairment for important information not explained by ordinary forgetfulness. These symptoms are not accounted for by substance abuse, seizures, other medical conditions, nor by imaginative play in children. Dissociative symptoms range from common lapses in attention, becoming distracted by something else, and daydreaming, to pathological dissociative disorder.
“Please speak English” Rebecca states cutting her off, feeling very impatient. What the hell was she talking about?
“I don’t understand what you are trying to say doctor”
Sophia says, a tiny fear grips her,
‘What I am trying to say as simple as I can is that… Sophia, you are suffering from multiple personality disorder. Which is called now dissociative identity disorder, which means that you have multiple personality traits. One being Sophia, the sweet natured woman married to the love of her life who Lives in a serene and plush environment and her husband is the rich handsome bloke in the area. Whose parents dies and leaves her alone with an uncle who trained her.
And the other personality is Bella feisty, replace the words replace the words $3x with $3xy seductress who became an orphan when she was 16 years old. Woke up in the middle of nowhere after her parents had an accident with her in the car. They die making her an orphan. She was taken to a foster home in another city. By the time she knew her way around she runs away to become a waitress in a little town. She meets a vixen who teaches her the ways of the world and then she becomes queen of the night and the fantasy of all men. By the time she made enough money and fame for herself. She takes the next bus out of that dead town and ends up here. Runs into Adams, Chemistry and fire sparks. They became lovers and the story continues.
In Sophia’s personality, her parents die in an accident making her an orphan. In Bella’s, her parents die also in an accident making her an orphan.
Sophia is trained by an uncle, who eventually molests her with Bella, there is a vixen who teaches her the ways of the world, introduces her to the world of fantasy, men, replace the words replace the words $3x with $3x. Which is molestation of it’s on for a child that was just blossoming into an adult.
Sophia meets Adams, falls in love and is married to him. Bella meets Adams after leaving town, falls in love and you know the rest of the story. Two different personalities but also the similarities are there but stated differently. Bella is Sophia as Sophia is Bella. Sophia the primarily personality and Bella the secondary made up personality to suit Sophia. Split personality. Alter ego. DID or MPD, whatever you want to call it. Same thing.
Now, Two women, same man. Or one woman same man, depends on how you want to see it or put it” she states.
But there was dead silence..
“Wait, are you being serious. That my friend Sophia here is a mental case? And that she and Bella are one and the same? Really did you drink some vodka before you came here because you sound stupid”.
Rebecca points at her shaking her head. This was becoming disturbing by the minute. She shakes her head again.
“What are you saying doctor, that that… I am crazy? How can she be me? How can you speak of two different lives now and still collapse it into one. What the hell is the matter with you? Adams is this what you wanted me to hear? This trash”
“Sophia for God’s sake and for everything you hold dear, listen please. This is the truth I have been trying to say” he speaks softly to her. A second ago she remained calm, letting him hold her, now she was getting angry again.
“No you shut up Adams because you both planned this messed up pep talk. Now am done.” Sophia cuts in.
No this didn’t make sense. She shook her head. No it didn’t
The doctor continues talking…
“Symptoms include the presence of two or more distinct personality states, accompanied by the inability to recall personal information accurately , beyond what is expected through normal forgetfulness and also loss of identity as related to individual distinct personality states, and loss referring to time, sense of self and consciousness, amnesia , waking up at odd hours or different places, can’t tell a time difference, seeing themselves in another and actually acting like someone totally different and not being aware.. .. Sometimes this is caused by childhood replace the words $3x with $3xual and/or physical abuse, though not always.
Sophia you were molested as a child by your uncle. A memory you pushed and blocked away after he died, before you went to college. As a child, because you couldn’t talk to your parents about it, you created an imaginary friend; Bella. This Bella who was just a fictional character in your head became your best friend. Your ally. Your confidant. And eventually she became you. Separately from you.
Often times you were Sophia and other times you became Bella and over time you couldn’t tell one from the other. Your parents were aware of these but never really saw the harm in it. So they indulged you, and as you grew up, you became Sophia and then you became Bella and then Sophia and then Bella again etc.
People tend to have more than 2 personalities even up to a hundred. But in your case it’s just two. You and Bella.
Now, these identities may be unaware of each other and not compartmentalize knowledge and memories, resulting in chaotic personal lives,
The primary identity, which often has the patient’s given name, eg.. Sophia tends to be “passive, dependent, guilty and depressed or calm, sweet natured” with the other personalities being more active, eg Bella, aggressive or hostile, more determined, focused , fierce in character and often containing a current time line that lacks childhood accurate memory” She states..
“Causes are not known but one stands out; Trauma. Your molestation as a child brought Bella, and over time you suppressed her and then February 4th, 2010 another trauma, and then Bella reappears. You try to block out the pain and the Memories.
Then they replace the words $3x with $3xual, physical, or psychological trauma in childhood has been proposed as an explanation for its development; awareness, memories and emotions of harmful actions or events caused by the trauma are removed from consciousness, and alternate personalities or sub personalities form with differing memories, emotions and behaviour thus… Bella !!”
“What happened in February? What are you saying?” Sophia head hurts, It hurts, the pain intensifies
“Our daughter Sophia, Our daughter lily!” Adams cries, he brings out his wallet, opens it and there a smiling innocent face stares up at him as he held onto her and an equally smiling Sophia stared adoringly into her face too
“Our baby, died. She was five Sophia, Beautiful like you, an angel… Our angel” he sobbed
Rebecca blinks. Shocked.
Sophia aghast, shocked, she shakes her head, turning her head from side to side
“No. No. No no no no no No!!!” She repeats and keeps repeating closing her ears, refusing to believe. Rejecting. Denying.
“No no no no!!” She cries
Rebecca picks up the dropped wallet and she looks at the picture. Yes, there were three smiling faces, one breath-taking was a child’s. A replica of Sophia and loved poured from her parents eyes. It was evident.
This can’t be true. No, she never knew Sophia had a child, Let anyone one who was five and then died.
Or was it the period she went away. Married to her husband and relocated to the Dubai. For a couple of years and they lost contact till not a few years ago after years of trying to find out where Adams was. She moves back here just to be with him and her mission of separating them begin to take shape.
“But.. Sophia never mentioned this..” she trails off..
“That’s because she blocked it out. It was too painful. It broke her, Shattered her and the only way she could deal was to block it, forget it, poof, gone, like it never happened and the only way to deal was for her to let her alter ego dominate, while her primarily personality goes to the background. Thus her constant headaches, Amnesia, Sleepy spells, sometimes denial. Waking up confused and wondering a thousand miles away from where she is. Being Bella and completely unaware”
“No no no no no no you .. no. Stop stop stop talking ” she whispers holding her head, Adams crawls to her
“B-but tell me, those pictures. How do you explain them because on some of those days I was with Sophia? So how come Bella was there too. The hotel room,? those pictures doctor. Explain that shit since you are so intelligent because I still don’t believe it”
No, this can’t be true they needed to tell her something that made sense.
“When Sophia has her headaches and twitching eyes, it’s Bella knocking. Trying to take over. To dominate. Her sleepy spells and her eventual giving in to sleep. She wakes up not as Sophia but as Bella. So one minute she is Sophia with you. And next minute she leaves, maybe that second she collapses, faints or even sleeps off. She wakes up as Bella and what does Bella want the most in this world? Adams. So she goes to find him, be with him. So let’s say at the hotel you both went there together and left together?”
“No, she got there before me and left before me”
“OK. Did you stay there afterwards for a long time?
“Er.. no. I went home immediately. I only came back much later to find out about Adams and his mistress leaving”
“Exactly. Say in the space of few minutes. Sophia ends up falling asleep on the wheels, or drives up to a restaurants and doses for even a split second. It takes a few seconds for that door to open and Bella steps in. And when she wakes up she doesn’t know who Sophia is. She sees herself, yes she gets confused too how she got to where she is. Why she is wearing a dress or where she is coming from. She too is confused. But the only safe place and who she knows is Adams so she goes back to the place they both meet… Which of course is the hotel. She calls him and messages him. The name on her phone is stored “Mr W” she calls him “Mr W” as Bella sometimes, same as Sophia so nothing is amiss. And when Adams meets her, knowing the truth. He says nothing. She is his wife after all, he loves her. So he lets her believe whatever she believes knowing the truth of it all would break her as it did once before knowing due to the reason. So morning or afternoon he goes to her when she calls. At night, he goes home to his wife, knowing she would be home already forgotten about what transpired between them, not knowing they had met earlier, and Sophia who somehow after he leaves maybe slumps somewhere .. Sleeps off, takes a drive and her headaches comes… etcetera. She wakes up and finds herself home… confused. She doesn’t remember how she got there.
Do you understand now?” The doctor finishes looking at Rebecca and then at Sophia. .she speaks to her directly.
“Your parents died. You had to heal to deal… you created Bella. Your uncle molested you. You had to heal and deal… you let Bella. Your ch-child died Sophia. Lily, she died right in front of you, you broke. It shattered you. You wanted to die to. You tried. Adams saved you but you were all gone. Lost. Living but …you weren’t yourself. And when he saw you walk through that elevator one day… and you introduced yourself as Bella.
He didn’t know what to do to shake you out of it. He cried. He was broken and because of your pain and what you have been through I knew you needed to heal. To deal and shaking you out of it forcefully would damage you for life. I did the only thing I knew how to, despite going against my ethics. I told him… let her be who she wants to be. Let her. Just love her the same. Whether she is Bella or Sophia she is still the same. Let her heal. Let her deal. And that’s what he did. Loving you in your different and confused states and fighting the urge trying not to hurt you or her or you both. Sophia, the death of you child devastated you. ”
Rebecca stood there speechless as everything begins to fall into place. Sophia complaining of headaches. In college, often times Sophia had acted as though she didn’t know who she was and asked her to introduce herself and she had hated her for making her feel unimportant. Those times she complained of not knowing how she got home. Everything fell into place. The hotel, that girl mentioning that Sophia was the mistress. No wonder Peter kept trying to get her attention, he was shocked seeing Sophia.
‘Sophia” Adams calls her again breaking into Rebecca’s thoughts
“No no no. No.. I never had a daughter. She never died. I never had a daughter. No she never died. ”
Adams gets up to the other room, forces a drawer open, throws out all the cloths there and pulls out a box. He brings it to her… he opens it and pours the contents to the ground. She gasps. Rebecca blinks…
Sophia sieves through. There were pictures of her, lily. As a baby, in the hospital. As a toddler, making her first walk. Of all three of them at the park, of she and Adams sleeping, of her lily and Sophia, having a pool bath. Lots of pictures of happy memories… tears streaming down her eyes. Rebecca picks a picture, staring in disbelieve.
“I-I don’t believe this!”
“No no no-no it can’t be. This can’t be” Sophia cries…
“My head, my chest, Hurts” she drops the pictures and holds onto her head. Adams pulls her to himself, rocking her… his tears mixing with hers…
“Then, then… If you are saying that is true… then why didn’t Adams say anything… to anybody, to me… to her eventually?’
No, Rebecca didn’t want to believe just yet. This had to be a lie somehow. See shook her head.
“Because at that time she was too delicate. Fragile. It would have caused more harm than good. Having people point and stare at her. Feel pity for her and what if someone tells her and wasn’t careful. Too many implications, health implications that could go wrong for her. Denial. Rejection, Depression in extreme cases, Death. All this could happen and before you know it, it’s too late to save her from herself. She had had too many bad memories. Her parents, her uncle and then her little baby, Lily. Gone. It was too much.
So, like I said, and when he met Bella for the first time… in that hotel, Sophia had called him telling him she wanted to see him and when he got there… he saw his wife yes… But she looked different, classier, and bolder, Feisty. Different but the same. And when she introduced herself as Bella. . He knew… he couldn’t tell her. And thus he pretended not to know her. He couldn’t tell no one. He tells his doctor, me, which was the right thing to do. And because she was his wife, his love, only lover, being with her intimately was no crime. Continuing in the love affair wasn’t wrong. He wasn’t cheating. He was with his wife even if she didn’t know it. Because I knew her case already, having read her files… going against my ethics, knowing that she was in a very delicate state… There was no harm in continuing, for it acted as an antidote to the present situation… a healing process for her, that was the only way.
Bella is Sophia as Sophia is Bella. Ever wondered what those initials stands for? The necklace around her neck?
- B.W? It’s Sophia BellaLyne Wellington. Bella for short. Same necklace the same lady had on in the pictures. Same cut she had on her hand in the last picture and plaster. Same cut and plaster Sophia has on her hands as well. Same long delicate red nails she loves to keep. Same smile. Same person. Different personalities. But same love for one man. Same force, same Pull, same woman. The other woman is none other than the only woma , Mrs Sophia Bellalyne Wellington.” The doctor finishes…
“Oh my God!” Sophia closes her hand over her mouth as her migraine goes overboard, her eyes twitching, she kept shaking her head
“No no no.. Bella. Sophia. Lily. Mine. Daughter. . No no no ”
She cried… holding on to Adams as pieces begin to fall into place. Every detail, every tiny event in her life. Her childhood, her life, her uncle, those nights he forced himself on her, her fear, her silence, the trauma. The accident, her parents. . And then lily, in the hospital, her small hands had slipped out of hers as her tiny lips turned blue and the line peeped a straight long line , that loud sound that indicated a life was just lost and her little girl, who used to smile and dance, who loved the smell of flowers as she did, she was gone. Dead. Alone, Buried six feet deep within the ground. White lilies and Red roses covered her grave. Her little girl was gone and all she wanted to do was die. She had ran out, waiting for the truck to run her down and then, nothing, as she hits the ground as she was thrown away to the other side of the road, Adams body supporting her. He had grabbed her just at the nick of time.
“My baby girl. My lily ‘ she cried. They cried together. Adams rocking her back and forth, holding her tight. Sophia holds on to him as though her entire existence depended on it.
“So she is crazy then?” How does this work for her? This ain’t going according to what she had scripted. Today she was happy that she finally broken up their home but now, now, they were bundled up together, crying with each other… What does this mean? Has she lost Adams? No. She can’t. She couldn’t have possibly have.
“So she has to be carried to a mental home then… Put there till she is cured?”
She seemed to be more interested in getting Sophia out of the way.
“She isn’t crazy, so she doesn’t needs to be chained and wearing a stray jacket and kept in a locked room. She needs therapy, constant treatment which ranges from an eclectic mix of psychotherapy techniques, including cognitive behavioural therapy (CBT), insight-oriented therapies, dialectical behavioural therapy (DBT), hypnotherapy and eye movement desensitization and reprocessing (EMDR). Medications can be used for comorbid disorders and/or targeted symptom relief-
“Again, speak English. ” Rebecca was irritated. The couple hadn’t let go of each other.
“Treatments may take days, weeks, months or years. Constant therapeutic therapy can help to unify personalities. Collapse them into one. The primary and only personality. The behavioural treatments can help to solidify that only if the patient is willing and open to trust and let her therapist have access into her head and inner thoughts and uses a more traditional treatments when a consistent response is established with the single primarily identity which is Sophia, thus closing all doors to her made-up imaginary other self…Bella.
Other therapeutic treatment would be administered, it would be a difficult journey but it can be achieved. Only like I said. . The patient is willing”
The doctor states.
Adams places multiple kisses to her forehead… rocking her back and forth.
“I am sorry. I am so so sorry. I am sorry” he cried.
“I am sorry, I, I didn’t know. I didn’t know any of this. My baby. Our baby, Adams, I am so sorry.” she cried. She had heard everything the doctor as said. She knew it was the truth, it came back to her. Everything, everything did. Even though all of it seemed blurry and painful. Even if her head still hurts and her eyes still kept twitching, she knew the pain in her heart was the truth.
Now it came back to her, slowly in pieces. Vivid images. She remembered her, lily. She remembered waking up at different places, she remembered the hotel, those eyes, Adams. . She remembered and also didn’t. But she knew this was the truth. She was Bella and Bella was her; the other woman was her. Adams never lied to her, her husband never lied to her. She cried.
“Sophia, I need you to give your consent for treatment. You would be taken for treatments. And I promise you everything is going to be okay. I promise. Won’t you give your consent?” She asked her
Sophia held on to Adams who didn’t stop placing kissing to her face, repeating” I love you in your sanity and insanity and I never left you then I would never leave you now” she looks in his eyes, knowing that there was no amount of love more than this and she knew that, with him by her side, she could face every storm and come out okay. Because it didn’t matter how long or how bad, he would be here with her, always. Waiting. Loving, only her. And that’s all she wanted. To have someone who would love her more than himself and to make sacrifices just for her happiness, and because he didn’t want to hurt her or make her relapse into a more helpless state. He had pretended and acted like the lover. Lied to protect her, just to keep her sane… just to make her feel normal.
To say she loved him was an understatement he was her all and she knew with him. .she would come out okay.
“Sophia, do you consent” the doctor asked again
She nods with tears in her eyes, her hands clasped with his, “yes!” I want to be better. Better for him. For lily. For the future. Yes I consent to be treated. ”
She stated. Adams wraps her in a big hug but his tears didn’t stop. Now he didn’t have to lie and hide and pretend. Now he had her back. His wife, His love, His all. And if he had to do it all over again just to see her smile, he would. But he was glad this was over, now, she would get the help she needed and he would be here waiting for her no matter how long it took. He kisses her forehead.
Rebecca looks at the scene with disgust…
“God you just rained on my parade.” she hissed.
“This is messed up” she screamed. Flinging the only thing she could come in contact with… The doctor’s briefcase
They all stare at her.
“I have waited all my life, kept quiet and never said anything about my feelings and bided my time so I can have him, went all the way to pay a private investigator to find him out. Do you know how long I have dreamed to be his woman, do you know how long it took for me to keep my obsession to myself. And you, you Sophia, two times in a roll, you take him away from me. What are you? Some sort of a witch huh?” Rebecca couldn’t hold herself anymore. This was unfair. It was unfair. All her plans gone to waste.
“All through college you walked as though you were a queen. Raising your head high like one just out of a castle. Making all the girls want to be like you or be your friend and all the boys drool after you and the only man I ever loved you stole away from me. And after years of waiting. After years of loneliness, after years of being by myself and hating you. Loathing you Sophia. And it’s funny really to realise you are actually crazy.” she laughed. But it wasn’t one of happiness. It was anger filled.
“You , despite your craziness. He still gathers you in his arms, those same arms I had wished to be wrapping me all day and all night one day till forever, he still loves you in your craziness. Even when I stalk him. Want him or force myself on him, even today in his office he kept saying.
“I love my wife and would never cheat on her”
“Oh how foolish of me. How come I didn’t see, Yes Sophia, you are a kind of witch that bewitched him that no matter the fxxk that I do, he wouldn’t ever look my way let alone to touch me… I hate you! I hate you with every fibre in my being, Sophia. Adams is mine, Mine, MINE AND YOU KEEP TAKING HIM FROM ME. THEN AS SOPHIA AND NOW AS FXXKING BELLA!!” she screamed.
“Wow!!” The doctor mutters. Adams and Sophia gets up.
Now it was time for him to deal with Rebecca, now that he got back his wife. He was ready to put Rebecca in her place. Good thing she spilled her guts. At least Sophia can tell she had a snake for a friend all along. He made a step towards her but Sophia stops him with her hands.
She takes a few steps towards Rebecca. .a thin smile on her face.
“I hate you. I hate you Sophia I hope you never get well and you get thrown into an asylum. And don’t worry… Adams might profess love to you now… but trust me when you are locked up in that insanity. I would be here making your husband forget yo-
Whamp ! ! Whamp!!! Whamp!!!!!
Her face burned, and tears stung her eyes as she held her face. She staggers backward from the force of the slap. She saw stars. She felt a taste of blood in her mouth. Fear grips her.
“Damn” Adams mutters..
“Oh goodness” the doctor exclaims. Sophia had a good hand.
“I would not waste my words on you” her red eyes suddenly became clear. Her tears dried. Her voice strong and clear. As though a few minutes ago she never cried or felt sadness.
“But I would say that you don’t deserve to be called a human being. Much less a friend. I am glad I was able to see the kind of person you are. You are a snake. You are worse than the devil. You have no conscience and I hope to God that I never have to lay my eyes on you and if you ever come close to my man again, Mr W. I would make you regret the day you were born. So you might want to leave now. Disappear. Get lost. Because I won’t be responsible for my action in the next minute and you don’t want to wait around to find out” she hissed as her eyes turned to red slits. She was angry, if she didn’t leave, she didn’t know what she would do but whatever it was, there would be only one of them standing when it’s over
Rebecca felt cold fear seep through her
She had never heard Sophia talk like that before, nor see her more confident before. And the fact that she slapped her a few times and threatening something worse…
“So-Sophia! ” she stutters moving backwards as Sophia stares her down.
“Get out of here now and don’t you dare think of coming near me or my man again.” She stated pointing to the door as she moved closer to her again
Rebecca picks her bag and runs out, stumbling and falling over a chair. She gets up and runs out, crying…
She knew she had lost. And going far away was her best option.
Whoever it was a second ago wasn’t the Sophia she knew… that… That woman scared her. She ran and never looked back.
“Sophia…” Adams calls out, unsure who was standing backing him. She didn’t turn.
“Bella”? He called, Slowly she turns, seeing him she smiles..
“Hey Mr W, you know I love you right?” She says, walking towards him not seeing the woman behind him.
“And I you Bella ” he replies, waiting as she walks into his arms and then she faints.
“Bella? Sophia! Bella! Sophia?” he shook her slightly, she moved, opening her eyes, seeing Adams and the doctor bending over her.
“Sophia?” He called her name…
“It’s me, it’s me baby. It’s me. Am here” she says…
The doctor picks up her briefcase. Her job here is done. She smiles at the couple, this had been a long journey but she was glad it was all over.
It was time for Sophia to take the next step.
A year later, Adams stands outside a facility, waiting.
The door opens and there she stood, beautiful as ever before… Smiling at him.
It’s been over a year since he walked her to the door, tears in her eyes as he kissed her goodbye… telling her he was going to be here waiting for here when her treatment was over. And he didn’t lie.
When he got the call that he could come pick her up. He had been happy, nervous, unsure but happy and he was fidgeting… wondering if she would remember him or if she wouldn’t. But whatever the case. He would never leave.
And when he saw her sweet breath-taking smile. That smile that made his heart stop every time. He knew that everything was okay and he had her back. His Sophia, His wife, His lover and once upon lover Bella… his all. He knew this was his heaven and happiness. ..
He opened his eyes and let the tears drop as she ran into them…
“I love you” she cried into his chest. .
“I love you more… Yesterday, Today and a day more till forever” he breathed into her hair
Three years later….
“Daddy, come back here quick” she says clapping excitedly and jumping up and down.
“Say cheese” Adams says behind the camera as he places it on the TV stand and sets the timer, then runs to join them on the chair
A picture of Sophia, him and their beautiful daughter. ..” Bella lily Wellington”, whose smile was more breath-taking than the first.
This was their heaven… and love was the strongest bond of all… and thus, they passed all the storms and came out okay.
“Whoever says love isn’t the greatest bond of all. Whoever says love can’t break all odds. Whoever says Love can’t move mountains hasn’t ever been loved and let love lift them up higher than their pains and into love-perfect- bliss. Whoever says love isn’t love hasn’t met him… The master of Love. God is Love .And Love knows no sorrows because it’s the greatest gift of all. Let love in… and be loved”
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