All Chapters of Done With My Ex, Moving To The Next : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

39 Chapters

Chapter 1: Strangers And Fiancés

Chapter 1: Strangers and Fiancés.Stella’s eyes widened slightly at the sight of the man who had walked into the room in his khaki pants and black sports top. A high fashion sense as high as his never escaped her recognition. It was hot. But she didn't know which was hotter—the shot of whiskey she'd just poured down her throat or this brutally-hot young man who seemed to effortlessly command her attention. Her eyes lingered on the stranger who'd already settled in a chair far behind her, his eyes darting around the room like he was expecting someone. Tall. Averagely thick muscles. Sharp jawline. Fit and fine.She was quick as lightning to study those features of him. Despite the effect of the terrible urge to approach him running through her veins, she wouldn't give in. She was the type to never approach a man first.“Hey Stel, hot right?" Her best friend, Valerie whispered to her ear in low breath. Valerie was the total opposite of Stella when it came to rating looks. “Um…Him?

Chapter 2: A Green Flag Or A Camouflage?

Chapter 2: A Green Flag Or A Camouflage?She'd arrived at the family hospital and left there surprised, but it turned out to be all false.Her Father was not in danger. He was totally fine and hearty—she confirmed with her own eyes.A proportionate mix of outrage and ease steadily pumped from her pulse, leaving her stuck between two decisions: Embracing the relief in finding out he was safe or being angry about being lied to. “I'm home like you wanted anyway." She said in a dissatisfied low tone, standing before her Father. She ached with hatred for that soft side of her. The silence of the room blaring, she raised her eyes to find her Father's but her Mother's death glare could kill a dead person over and over. “You are my child and I always want you here, no matter what issue we have." Her Father said, the smile lines on his face deepening due to age. “You don't want me here, you want me in his house." Her smile wasn't real. It was sad.“You are Scott Heathen anyway, you get wha

Chapter 3: Successfully Trapped

Chapter 3: Successfully Trapped.STELLA Trevor Lindsey seemed gentlemanly and I was getting more familiar with this side of him. Two weeks wasn't enough especially when we were only meeting for dinner and going on arranged dates. I’d spent the past weeks on convincing myself that Trevor wasn’t the kind of man I feared ending up with. He had all the qualities that it took to make a good husband but for my validation still flickered. He showed he cared and he knew how to treat women, but there was this side I still looked out for.I'd requested of her Father to delay the wedding for at least a month, but in his words, a person didn't need as long as a year to know another, and two weeks was just enough. I stood at the entrance of the hall, my sweaty palm wrapped around the hand of my scented white rose wedding bouquet. Despite wearing the silver-accesorized mermaid wedding gown of my dreams, the tightness of my smile could have torn my face open.Valerie was present. My Mother t

Chapter 4: Tears, Sex, Departure

Chapter 4: Tears, Sex, Departure I'd slept in tears on my wedding night—because I realized how easy it was for him to say hurtful words to my face. It hurt more than it did when my parents had forced the wedding. It hurt me more that I was foolishly losing my guard—I was beginning to see him as someone I could love and be with. And I burned with hatred for it. Sadly not him. I could only hate myself instead. That night, I sobbed quietly as I dumped my ring on the vanity.His words replayed in my head like a recorded tape, and each time they replayed, they sank deeper and more meaning registered. Slowly, a day had passed and news of my marriage had spread across the internet. Funnily, our wedding pictures only had my face while his was blurred. I'd come to accept that I was now locked in a prison —one I'd spend the rest of my life in. One that I'd allowed my parents to push me into. Maybe because I tried to be the “good daughter" Even two days had passed, and I now dwelled in the

Chapter 5: Misery In Velvet

Chapter 5:Misery in Velvet My eyes glared at my screen in disappointment. I ran to check if Dylan had called or not. Even after two days of leaving for his business trip. My disappointment tripled when the random system notification flashed on my screen. Even if he couldn't call, returning my message would be just enough to quench the terrible uproar inside me. I just needed to know he was fine, but telling from his actions, it seemed to be too much information for me. I couldn't say it was unlike him, he never called willingly. But this side of me was still waiting desperately. I dialed his number, waiting for another ring and then for the automated response to repeat “The person you're trying to reach is busy, please leave a voicemail" for the umpteenth time but this time,... I was wrong. "Hello, Stella” His voice was like bronze wrapped in silk, his normal tone thickened with roughness and seduction that tickled my brain. "Why didn't you reach out to me?” My questio

Chapter 6:A Stranger, A Layer

Chapter 6: A Stranger, A Layer ~STELLA~ “You don't mean it , Stella!" My best friend's face lit up, her lips pulled apart as her jaws hung in the air. I'd called her last night, sobbing like a baby and this morning, she'd gotten to my house even before I awoke. “You've barely been married for two weeks," She examined my skin like a mother would do to her malnourished daughter before dropping the cup of coffee in her hand. She opened her arms, taking me in for a hug…it was what I needed most, especially at this point of my life. “Stop.. it's only been a couple of days, I believe he will change" I knew I didn't believe what I'd said as well. I only said it with hope that flickered like the light of a dying candle. My ribs clenched at that sentence.

Chapter 7: A New Version

Chapter 7: A New Version ~STELLA~ Dylan didn't call or text till he returned from his fucking business trip. We'd only spoken five times and I was the one who made all five calls. He just didn't care. He refused to say a word to me since his arrival and he moved around like he didn't owe me any explanation. I tried to hold eye contact to at least, push words out of his mouth but Dylan had fucking changed! I couldn't tell if he was holding a grudge against me but one thing was certain —i wasn't the one who went on a business trip and had another woman answer my wife's call. I watched as he slowly unbuckled his belt and for a second,I felt tempted. I fondled the cute embroidery on the dress I had on—the same I'd worn to receive him. The same I'd expected to drive him crazy but rather, I was the one going nuts. Everything seemed frustrat

Chapter 8: A Slap And Worse.

Chapter 8: A Slap And WorseMy eyes tore up along with the sky. I didn't sob or roll on the ground..I remained on the ground, letting the raindrops fall on me—wash my tears off if they could. I watched him walk away under the rain that evening like he'd done something award-deserving but, something in me had already turned rebellious, the exact moment he raised his hands at me. I felt my heart lose life for a second as my world seemed to stop. I'd never been hit by any man—not even my Father. But my own husband—he was the first. And I wasn't ready to let it slide. The thunder struck again, this time with lightning but I remained on the ground till I'd had enough.If I couldn't confront him, my parents would at least, stand for me. They'd have my back— or so I thought.Totally drenched, I made my move into the house but when I walked in, Dylan had changed his clothes and was settled in the living area—with a guest and that guest of his was the same man who had visited while he was

Chapter 9: A Year Of Misery On The Edge Of A Cliff

Chapter 9: A Year Of Misery; On The Edge Of A Cliff “You really don't want to talk to them?" My sister, Rebekah, typed back in a jiffy. "I am doing just fine, Becca. Tell them whatever you want, I don't think I'm in the right mood to speak to them” I typed back. "You didn't have to end the call like that. I didn't even get to tell you about my new boyfriend, but don't worry,I wasn't going to let them talk to you". By "them", she was talking about our parents. It had been months since I last spoke to them and it didn't seem like they cared—at least, I wasn't the only child they have. I lost the eagerness to hear their voices, the moment my Father swore he'd take down any news I publish about my abusive husband. I lost something towards them, the exact moment my parents defended him for beating me to a pulp. I sighed in frustration after cancelling everything I typed for the third time. I was speechless but I needed to respond unless I wanted to be " haunted” by my over-

Chapter 10: A Baby For The Beast

Chapter 10: A Baby For The Beast I held my breath, as I raised my phone to my ear. I didn't know why I felt pushed to answer the phone call but somehow, I dragged the phone to my ear. “Good evening, Mrs Stella Dylan" Instead of responding, I said nothing. I held the bottle in my other hand, my breath shaky as I waited for the right timing so I could end the call. “About the tests we conducted, ma'am…” She paused while I brought the phone down to check the caller ID. It was Mrs Frank, the nurse from the hospital—concerning my last checkup. She'd promised to inform me if there was any problem about my birth control checkup. “Yeah, it's not important anymore, Mrs Frank. I'm hanging up—” "Give me a few minutes, ma'am”She cut me mid-statement. I sighed, whispering an "okay” as I pressed the phone against my cheek, giving her another chance even though nothing felt important anymore at that moment. I was going to end it all!. That was final. “Congratulations,

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