Maybe This Was The Way It Really Happened: The Ultimate Edition

By JadeRowan Restrepo

Evee recounts the unbelievable tale of her past to her young sons. She is finally forced to tell them the truth of the grave mistake that will never be forgotten. It is a burden that she will, not only be remembered for, but also live with for the rest of her life. Will her sons forgive her? Or will she finally lose the last of everything that she has lost throughout the years?

It has been six years since Evee shared her story. Now we follow the story of her oldest beloved son. Evee's youngest has not been seen in six years since he left. The oldest has stayed by his mother's side. They have lived together in peace, farming the land until he starts having reoccurring disturbing dreams of an unforgettable fateful day. Together mother and son will take a journey seeking answers. Will they be ready for all the obstacles that lie in wait along the way?

Years later, he has moved on with his life with the woman he loves and their two sons. Evee is awaiting rescue, being kept prisoner by one who means to keep her for himself. Hunted by powerful forces, this one must remain hidden under his powerful and elusive veil. Surprisingly, the only one who can track him is a powerless human. Can things finally be put to right at this seemingly hopeless point in their history?

• Language: English
• Publisher: JadeRowan Restrepo
• Release date: Apr 3, 2016
• ISBN: 9781511531528

JadeRowan Restrepo

JadeRowan Restrepo was born in Queens, NY in 1979. She graduated from Hollywood Hills High school in June of 1998. She then attended The Art Institute of Fort Lauderdale in 2008, earning an Associates Degree in Photography. J.R. started publishing her writing in 2014. She resides in Florida.

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Maybe This Was the Way It Really Happened

Written By JadeRowan Restrepo

Copyright [JadeRowan Restrepo Published with Smashwords] Published Year 2015

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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and situations are a product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, events or locations is entirely coincident

Evee's Story

1

My name is Evee. I am not sure how to tell my story, but I will try...

I peek my head out of the hut. I see my husband walking this way. It has been a while since he has come home.

The angry expression on his face tells me he was in a dispute with his lover. There is no other reason.

I sigh and thank the heavens that I have made the soup last evening, he will be famished. I go outside and start a flame. I hear his approach and I turn to greet him, but he continues into the hut.

I say nothing as I return to the task at hand. It is not a shocking behavior anymore. I have no care for his actions.

I go inside the hut to retrieve the pan filled with soup. Back outside, I place it over the small flame. I stand there watching the flame dance.

Where are my boys?! He barks from the hut. I walk in to see him lying in my bed. He is bare. I look down.

Fishing. I start to walk out.

Evee! He growls. I stop abruptly.

I am making the supper! I yell out and break into a run, away from the hut. I run into the woods, away from him. Away from his angry words. Away from his abuses. I cannot take anymore.

I understand that I made a grave mistake, but for how long would I have to pay the price? I just wish he would find other ways of taunting his lover other than revenge sex with me. I want peace.

EVEEEEE!!

He is closer. I must move quietly and quickly if I want to escape his beating for the insolence. I keep my breathing as even as possible as I quickly dodge him while he searches for me with rage.

I will not be pleasing him today. I refuse to obey that duty again. I watch from a comfortable distance.

He no longer seems to be shy of his nudity. But that was then. It seems his lover has cured him of it.

I hear my children chatting together along the path happily. I see my husband pause as he hears them. He runs back into the hut. I thank the heavens he loves the boys enough to be decent to them.

The boys walk into the hut and seconds later their happiness float out. I slowly walk to the hut, giving them the time to enjoy the time alone together. My boys. Almost fifteen and twelve. My eldest son is so beautiful.

His eyes are the color of black coals with flecks of silver. His skin so creamy. His hair is pitch. He has a charming allure to him. I could not help but love him a little more. And my youngest. He is handsome. He has my brown hair, his skin a bronze tone. His eyes are a dark green, almost as if the night is taking over the day.

They are my only joy left. But soon I will lose them too. My husband will never see me again after that happens and I refuse to suffer his wrath any longer than necessary.

I stand by the flame and watch the soup boil, entranced in the bubbling. I start stirring the soup with a stick as I listen to the happiness of the three reunited.

A tear manages to escape along my cheek and into the earth beneath my feet.

That retched mistake. One day soon my boys will know the reason my husband despises me. They will too, I'm sure. My mistake.

Mother. Father has finally returned. My eldest says happily.

He has startled me. All I can do is smile at him. I return my attention to the soup. I take the soup from the flame and bring it inside. As I lay the pot on the ground, I notice the angry eyes of my husband.

I quickly leave. My son just put out the flame and is walking back in. He sees my face and stills. I am too slow this time. I will have to explain.

When he leaves, I will tell you and your brother everything. I promise.

He's leaving? Again? But Why? Doesn't he know that we need him? He is so disappointed. I hate to see him hurt. Knowledge is painful.

You will know why soon, my son. But please, do not bring this matter to him. Please.

He is uncertain, but he nods. He walks back inside the hut. My breathing resumes. I sit in the grass and relax. This will be a very long and painful time. My eldest returns with a bowl and hands it to me. I smile as I take it.

Thank you, my son. I love you so very much.

He embraces me lovingly. I enjoy this moment. I will remember it always. He gives me a worried smile and then returns inside the hut.

I raise the bowl to my lips and feel the warm tasty liquid flow inside of me. I end the delightful sip and let out a silent sigh. I slowly eat my food in sad lonely silence.

I return inside the hut late in the night. Everyone is asleep in their own space. I dare not share the space beside my husband tonight.

I quietly make my way around to retrieve a fur. I leave just as quickly. I make my bed in a hidden spot. The last thing I need is to be awaken with a sound beating from my husband.

Hopefully when I wake up, he will be gone. I lay on the fur and wrap it around me. I look up at the beautiful twinkle of the stars as I fall asleep.

2

I hear twigs cracking and I wake to an angry husband and rough hands that grab me from my fur. I quietly plea for his release as he drags me further away from my hut, from my boys. I pull from him but the dirt at my feet gives way.

No! Please! Let me go! I demand in a low whisper.

There is no remorse in him. I gasp as he roughly pushes me down upon the base of a huge tree. My head explodes in pain where I hit the tree.

I lay still, paralyzed by fear of this man. My sight is extremely fuzzy.

I pray to lose consciousness, but I am not a friend of good fortune. I see his form come closer. I feel his body weigh my body down. No, please! Spare me this agony. Let me pass out!

It's because of you! You did this to me! And now this is happening to me! I loved you and this is what you did to me!!

I feel his fists hitting my body, I block as much as I can.

I am sick! Aches are forming in my bones! I am dying...Because of you!! He spits out in rage. I am sobbing. He roughly spread my legs.

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I walk slowly through the woods. I will have to explain this to my sons. There is no going back now, no more stalling. It is time. I hear my younger son crying.

He already misses his father. I stand outside hearing this sorrow, now I must add more to his sadness. My eldest suddenly comes out and stops to look at me. He stood still, shocked at my appearance.

Mother! What happened?! He says as he reaches for me.

I flinch as he touches my bruises. He draws back his hand as if I struck him. I am in pain.

My legs almost give out and he catches me. Pain flare up at the contact. My youngest comes out to see what is happening and quickly helps his brother bring me inside.

His concern for me bring more tears to his eyes.

Mother, rest. We will take care of you. My oldest tells me. I am in shock. I feel my body shaking all over. I could not believe that the man that was meant for me could be so cruel.

I think I feel some tears roll down my cheek. I feel so cold. Do I still have my small pieces of fur on? I had grabbed the wide fur and painfully returned here. I cannot remember.

I will get the hot bath for mother. You just keep her warm. I won’t be long, My eldest says quickly before leaving our hut.

My youngest protectively holds me. I close my eyes and let myself drift. The pain is ebbing away. The sounds of nature sing me a lovely lullaby.

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I hear a dragging noise. I open my eyes. How long was I drifting? The bath is ready. My sons carefully lift me up.

My youngest takes the fur from me as my oldest helps me in. The hot water is uncomfortable at first, but quickly becomes very soothing.

A soft sigh escapes my throat and I close my eyes.

Mother what did this to you? My oldest asks. His eyes are red. His face is distraught.

The man you know as father. Both boys looked at me with shock. Their heads shake in unison. Disbelief. Their father? It could not be.

I see these emotions. I do not want to do this, but I need them to see this man as he truly is. They need to know the truth.

"I do not understand! Why would father do this to you? He loves you. he loves all of us.

Why would you say this mother?" Fresh tears invade their faces.

"Because I made a grave mistake fifteen years ago. It was before you were born. We lived in a beautiful place, more beautiful than anything you could ever imagine...

Father's home." I close my eyes and my image of the garden emerges.

3

I opened my eyes. I blinked a few times to adjust my blurry sight. The sun was shining small beams through leaves of tall trees. Father was nearby. I cannot find words to describe Him. Father was just perfect. He was always happy, kind, and loving.

Awake and come walk through the garden with me my daughter. I so enjoy the beauty of everything I have created here. He said.

Father, I would love nothing more. I stood up from the grass and walked into the loving embrace that was offered.

He gave everything without hesitation. I did anything I pleased, and nothing ever bothered Him. With one exception. There was a spot. It was forbidden.

And it was poison. And during that first walk within the garden He showed me the path.

The hedges were almost as high as the tall trees. The lighting seemed darker within those hedges. The path was so long, it made a left turn at the very far end. A sour smell lightly invaded my nose. Nature seemed less vibrant and very foreboding. I shivered fear. I held on to Father and looked away.

I love giving you everything, my daughter. But you must never go there. Do you hear me? Never. If you go in there... I will take everything away. You will get nothing from me. You will lose everything. You will lose me. Do you understand?

I was shocked. All I could do was nod quickly. He gave me such a harsh stare, I looked away not sure what else to do.

He slowly led me away from that path. The further away we got, the warmer it felt. I didn't dare look back.

Father left soon after. I stayed and swam in the lake with the fishes. I enjoyed the peace and serenity. I happily felt the sun kiss my face with its warm rays.

I returned to land and let myself dry. I forgot that retched path. Oh, those days were so long ago.

My full brown wavy hair and firm vibrant skin. My serenity. I wore nothing in those carefree days.

I heard a rustle in the grass. I looked up to see Father walking to me. I smiled as I went to embrace Him.

Hello Father. I missed you.

"As did I my Eve. You must come with me now. There is someone for you to meet. He has been waiting for you.

Someone? Waiting for me? But why?

Are you not lonely Eve? Surely you want someone your age to spend time with.

I never even thought of that Father. But I honestly do not tire of our chats. Sometimes they're funny, I said with a smile.

To this Father laughed as He led the way.

Father introduced me to Adam. He was so handsome. His eyes sparkled when he looked at me. Happiness radiated from him. I was so curious about him. He was the same but different.

His chest was so firm, where mine hung like they held small fruit. In places that I curved, he did not. Between his legs hung a sac with something long and slender standing erect in the middle.

I had no such thing! I thought he was beautiful. And his long yellow hair along with his dark brown eyes were so pretty. His skin was a shade darker than mine.

Just then, another stepped directly in front of me. Eye to eye. Her eyes were of ice where mine were of jade. Her long black hair were wild curls. Her skin the color of caramel where mine colored of cream.

I thought she was beautiful. I felt plain next to her.

Where did she come from Father? Why did you bring her here? She said angrily.

I stepped back, not sure what else to do. She followed which brought me into a panic.

STOP! Father yelled making the earth rumble mildly. We froze. That stern stare had returned.

But Father! We do not need her! Why! she cried out furiously.

You do not listen or behave. You torment and taunt Adam. I am displeased with you Lilith. I will put you in another one of my gardens where you will learn how to behave yourself. Alone. Father replied.

No Father! Please! She sobbed.

GO NOW! Father growled. Again, the earth shook. She ran angrily with tears spilling from her face. I felt new emotions during this day I had never felt before.

I had experienced fear, sorrow, pain, anger, and longing. I felt a mess. How was I to sort them? I had preferred being the way I was. They were of love, calm, peace, and my serenity. Now I felt sad and exhausted from it all.

Father gave Adam a look only they seemed to understand. Father held out his arms and we walked to Him.

Be good to each other. Or receive as your sister. He chose to walk alone into the garden.

I didn't know what to say or begin to understand what just happened. I looked to Adam. He wore a wide smile. I felt my smile form, he wasn't hostile.

He offered his hand and I happily accepted. He led me to the lake, and we swam together. It was fun, I felt a new joy. This was the best part of the day. We returned to land and sat together in the grass to dry.

4

We spent so much time together. We even slept beside each other. I started to long for my time alone. Now we lazily walked along the lake.

Do you think Father has forgiven Lily? Do you think she will return soon? I asked. His face contorted immensely at the sound of her name.

Why ask? Didn't she show you enough of her hate for you to want her to be kept away?

I felt sorry for her. Besides, maybe she will behave now.

I doubt that very much, he grumbled. She will never change. She is just as poisonous as that horrid path. If I didn't know any better, I'd have thought that the wretch was born from there.

Adam! What a horrible thing to say of our sister! You should ask Father to forgive you of such thoughts. Adam became upset and walked off. I didn't follow.

I went to my sleeping spot. The sun was setting, casting shadows. I waited for the beautiful moon to rise.

Evee. I turned to see Adam standing a few feet from me. He had been watching me. I didn't know for how long. I turned back to the setting sun. I wanted to be alone. He sat closely beside me.

I love you.

Eve's Secret Memory

(The Part I Do Not Tell My Sons)

I need you. He cupped my face as he leaned over to rest his lips on mine. His tongue slithered lightly across my bottom lip. I felt my insides flicker alive.

Warmth was spreading between my legs. I think I smiled. A sigh escaped my lips as I felt his tongue inside my mouth.

My skin was lightly tingling. He led me backwards onto the grass. He put his body onto mine and he tenderly opened my legs. I felt pain between my legs as he slid himself inside and out repeatedly.

Moments later the pain ended. He sped up until his hot liquid exploded inside me. The large moon shone beautiful light upon us.

His face changed while in that moment and I could not help but erupt in laughter. He quickly rose, clearly upset.

I watched him walk away from me as I continued to laugh, unable to control it. I may not have experienced his explosion, but the image of