I bruised my soul....

After all night of being shitfaced because  of the heavy balls of guilt, Alex thought it wise to see Cheska himself.

Fuck, it'd be better if she literally  sue him, so he'd live in prison until the guilt wear down. As a result of that abrupt decision, Alex woke up and even with that powerful  hangover, he waddled to his bathroom  and took a shower, quickly.

After his abrupt preparation, he drove to Mike’s  place. Ringing the bell, Alex waited until Mike’s  fiancee answered the door.

Surprised, she puckered up and don a smile on her face. “Alex, welcome. C’mon  in.” She said, pushing the door further  open.

Down the hallway, Mike stood like a statue, wondering why Alex suddenly  came over to his place.

Alex walked over and stood before Mike…swiping his fingers over the bridge of his nose, he let out. “Where can I find her?”

Mike stared at Alex, knowing exactly  who Alex was referring  to. With a long sigh, he said. “Arizona. We met in the plane and her husband  gave Aiden  their address.”

Alex stalled, the knowledge  of Cheska being married though didn’t  surprise  him but the fact that her husband  was the one that invited Aiden over. What kind of man in this era would do that?

“Can…I get the address?” He asked uncertainly.

Mike almost said no but then he remembered  seeing a rumbled shit of paper on the seat Aiden sat on while they were on their way back.

Hence, he gestured Alex to follow him. Silently,  they took the elevator  and headed to Mike’s  car. Fluttering the door open, Mike searched the corner of the seat and found the paper.

Handing it to Alex, he muttered thanks.

“Go, Alex. Make things right.” Was all Mike said as Alex took off in his car.

Fortunately, Alex’s  flight to Arizona  left on time and when he reached his destination, he embark on the hunt for Cheska’s  place.

It took minutes of driving from the airport  before he reached their place.

Alex stared for moments  longer at the simple  bungalow  with picket fence. It was obvious  that Cheska and her husband  chose this particular  place because  of their kids. But sadly, Cheska had not been  fruitful.

Alex walked up to the porch and knocked on the door, heart roaring. What would be Cheska’s  first  reaction? He thought and knocked again.

Alex heard feet clomping against  the floor from inside the house and he stilled, crossing his hands over his groin.

“I never thought you’d  come  so fast…” That was Cheska’s voice. Hell, it hasn’t  changed a bit despite the years that had swept by, Alex thought as Cheska fumbled with the door handle.

“That was fast…”Cheska momentarily  stalled with her eyes wide. She thought it was the delivery  man but sadly, it happened  to be the man that features in her frightening  nightmare.

“You?” Was all she could let out as her mind began running furiously  down the memory lane.

“Cheska…” Alex tried to speak but a baritone voice called out from behind Cheska.

“Sweety, is that him?” Jackson’s  voice is so bass, Alex wondered what the man would look like in person.

“No, it’s not.” Cheska belt out, her eyes fixated  on Alex.

Jackson wondered who it'd be because  he shoved out of the living  room and to the door, only he saw a man standing before Cheska, looking exactly  like the guy that left yesterday. The only difference  is that this one here had a blonde  hair.

Jackson knew all too quickly  who Alex was and in the next breathing moment, he lurched at Alex and marred his already wounded jaw with a fierce punch.

Surprised by the sudden  movement, Cheska gasped. “Jackson no!”

However, Cheska’s  words fell on deaf ears as Jackson rained his pent-up  anger on Alex. He had always told Cheska for them to sue Alex but she always avoided the topic.

“Please, hear me out…” Alex  sputtered, earning mighty blows from Jackson.

Manageably, Cheska reached over and pulled her seething husband  away from Alex.

“Baby, please it’s  enough. I beg you.” She sputtered, holding Jackson away from Alex. The heaving of her husband’s  chest clued her in on how angry he was.

“You’re a motherfucker! I’ll make sure you’re  locked up.” In anger, Jackson  belt out, barely holding it in. “When a woman say no. Know that she means it, asshole.” He cursed.

“Baby, please it’s  okay…” She pled as Alex struggled to find his footing.

Standing up, Alex swiped at the blood coursing down his jaw. “I deserve it.” He said, making Cheska stare in surprise.

Alex step forward  again, more bravely this time. “Even if you hit from now till tomorrow  it'll not erase the heavy guilt I feel in me. So, if you decide to lock me up, I wouldn’t  argue. Wouldn’t  try to defend myself  because  I deserve it.”

Jackson’s  jaw set as he took in Alex’s  words.  The dude already  looked like shit from what  Jackson gathered.

“Cheska…” Alex dropped his eyes on Cheska who held her husband  over his stomach. “I messed up and no amount  of sorry would make me feel good. But it was never an intentional  act.”

Silence  showered over them. Only their roaring breaths could be heard.

“Cheska, I and Aiden had always done things together. Without Aiden I’d feel empty. Without him I’m empty. Aiden makes me whole. Our brotherhood was tight that we wanted one lover.”

“I and Aiden loved you so dearly that..I was willing to do anything  for you. Even Aiden. But when I heard you telling Aiden it's him you loved, you damaged something  inside of me because  it sort of confirmed my suspicions  that Aiden gets more attention  and love from people  than I do.”

“That confession  killed my self-esteem. It dropped to zero. I began to envy Aiden. And I wanted to go all out to show you I can love you like he did. I wanted your attention  and love then too. So, whatever  happened  that night was a spur of the moment action. I…never intended to hurt you. To damage you. I don’t  want to play the blame game, Cheska. I only wanted you to hear me out.”

“Ever since that night, I had been  looking for you. I wanted to let you know that while I bruised you, I bruised my soul. Over the years all I had done was wallow aimlessly  in the dark, seeking for salvation  but none came.”

With tears in his eyes, Alex went on his knees , head lowered. “Cheska, please give me the deserved punishment  for my crime.  That’s  the only way I’ll move on. The only way guilt will stop eating at me.”

Alex’s  words stabbed Cheska’s  soul. All the while he spoke, she shed tears. Alex and Aiden were two inseparable  brothers. But her traitorous  heart went to desire for one.  And then she brought disunity  between  them. Memories  of how they used to cooperate  back in the day assailed Cheska’s  mind.

She’s  hurt for her own part in whatever  happened. She’s  hurt in Alex’s  part but for how long would she harbor  bitterness?

While in thought, the fetus in her womb jerked. Jesus, the baby practically  stretched itself, something  that had never happened  since her eight pregnancies.

Is this a sign? She thought.

“My God…” She uttered lowly.

“What’s wrong, sweety?” Jackson asked. Alex’s  eyes widen as fear for Cheska brimmed him.

“My baby moved, Jackson. Does that mean it’s going to stay?” She asked, hopeful.

In her first three pregnancies none had ever moved, they always stilled and when she gave birth  the babies died. Others were miscarriages  but this one.

For the first time a living being moved inside her.  That had worried  Jackson  whenever  she complained  but hearing this now, a hopeful smile broke from his lips.

He pulled Cheska close and kissed her. “It going to stay.” He said reassuringly.

Cheska inched towards Alex and held his hand against  her stomach. She wanted him to feel the being moving repeatedly  inside her.

She thought she was damaged  for life but no.  Having this baby is a miracle, something  she does not deserve  but life gave her another chance, she thought.

Cheska knew that forgiving Alex would not only grant her peace but might as well bring more miracles.  That’s  literally  the power of forgiveness.

“Can you feel it?” She asked, happily.  Alex nod. “I'm so happy Alex. It means so much to me.” She broke into tears. “I thought you damaged  me but no, fate gave me other chance. I figured too late I was not meant for you and Aiden. I wasn’t  destined for the both of you.” She sniffled.

“I'm so sorry  for hurting you unknowingly, Alex. But I forgive you for everything. You and Aiden sort of  made my life back at Texas and I’ll forever  hold it dear to my heart. I forgive you, Alex Hills.”

Surprise flickered Alex’s  features. He stilled. Forgiveness  was far from what he expected but Cheska offered it.

“Cheska…?” He asked uncertainly.

“Yes, I do. I'll not take you to court.” She offered.

Slowly, Alex got to his feet and Jackson  held Cheska to him.  At a loss for words, Alex huffed, eyes watering. “Thank you, Cheska. This…it means so much to me.”

After moments of silence, Jackson also offered his forgiveness  to Alex. No man is perfect. Jackson sure might have done worse had he been in Alex’s  shoe. If life could give them another chance  at happiness, then Alex deserved one.

Alex politely declined their offered for food. He needed to hurry back to Sin city and meet with Aiden.

Just as Alex stepped into his car, their lawyer