Chapter 7: Stacey not Heather
Heather sat on a couch at the airport, waiting for her time to board the plane, going Cambodia. Contrary to what she had told Samantha, Heather's flight was at 6.P.m.
She saw Nigel's name pop up on her phone screen.
" I have to leave here if I don't want to end up like this crazy bastard."
She watched the phone ring until there were five missed calls from Nigel.
A minute later a message popped up.
" Heather, how are you honey, how was the procedure?"
" Eww, eww, eww...No".
She deleted the message and called her mother, Clara Miller in the airport bathroom.
" Mom, I can't anymore, his driving me crazy." Heather said tears threatening to spew.
Her mother could guess how terrified she was and she felt sorry for her daughter.
" Has he tried to do something to you?"
She shook her heard before replying.
" No mum, eww... It's just that, I want a life too...I can't always play wife to him all my life."
" I know honey, I always tell your father to find some better way to help your brother, but he won't listen."
" Am never coming back here mom, am leaving."
" But you can't leave just like that Stacey, we have a lot of things at stake if you leave now."
Heather was startled by the name her mother called her. She hasn't heard anyone call her Stacey in almost 7 years.
" Who is that? Is that Heather?"She heard her father's voice on the other side.
" Where are you?" he demanded.
" Nigel has been calling you and even called me, the person he never calls, to ask about you."
" Come home this instance, you hear me?"
" No, am not coming, am not doing this disgusting play for you anymore. It's because we have you for a father that Nigel is a lunatic. If you have limits let me see them once father."
" Come home, we can talk about it Heather"
" Father, my name is Stacey Miller, am your daughter and Nigel is my brother, incase you have forgotten... this sham was wrong from the beginning."
" Am sorry Stacey, but just come home and talk to Daddy."
" I have listened to you for seven years, I have seen to my brother's wellbeing, I love him, just not in the way he has made himself believe...If we had told him earlier, it wouldn't have gotten to me doing something to an innocent person." She said choking on her snot and streaming tears.
" What do you mean?what did you do Hea.... Stacey?"
" You will probably have a grandchild somewhere out there... Because I might have understood and knowingly let a poor woman get pregnant for your son."
" What the F*ck Heather."
" Oh wait father, did you really think, I Stacey Miller was going to get pregnant for my brother? if that was it then this is a new low we are sinking into father."
" But a person we don't know? I won't let that happen. Who is it? tell me."
Stacy chuckled, tell mom I'll call her when I reach my destination.
" Tell me who did the Artificial Insemination procedure on your behalf."
" Why the f*ck do you think, am going to tell you?"
" Heather, Heather, Stacey..." Lean Miller shouted.
" Crazy old man." Stacey said cutting the call.
" What has this girl done?" Lean Miller said holding his head in his palms.
" What did she say?"
" She has made our situation worse than it was." He said dailing the gynaecology department reception number.
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Dr Nigel Miller drove to his house in the well respected suburbs in Chicago. It took him close to an hour to reach his house.
This house was Stacey/ Heather's suggestion. She had suggested they stay far from the city life but had never spent a night in the house. Nigel liked the privacy and the calmness it afforded him after a long day at work. He just hated the long time it took to get here, to an empty five bedrooms, three bathrooms house.
He didn't like drivers, something about them didn't sit well with him and he never bothered to get one for himself.
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