Author's Note: I promise I will work on my other stories, but I've hit a writer's block brick wall and am having trouble finishing the chapters to those stories so I've started this one. It is loosely based on the Young and the Restless soap opera (which I own nothing of), and in general one of my favorite couples (if you can figure out which one). Anyways, I am going to veer away from the soap opera storyline because I just needed inspiration.
I hope you like this story because I'm not sure if I want to continue it. Any feedback would be great. Thanks! ENJOY!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Winx Club and I do not own Young and the Restless.
Prologue:
One year ago
"You wanted to propose to me when your whole family was watching. I knew you didn't really love me," Musa cried out.
"I wanted to propose to you, but it kind of backfired. I know that I haven't said anything before, but I do really love you. I wouldn't propose to you otherwise," Riven insisted.
"I just can't believe," Musa trailed off. She lifted her head up to the sky as the rain droplets started to fall.
"Well believe it," Riven huffed.
He eased down on his right knee and looked up at her. By now both were drenched in water. Musa's mascara and eyeliner was leaving trails of black down her cheeks.
"Musa," Riven paused, "will you marry me?"
"Yes," Musa squealed.
Riven got up and the two embraced in a tight hug.
10 months ago
"I don't want a big wedding," Musa sighed playing with a strand of her hair.
"Why not?" Riven questioned. He was secretly gleaming on the inside because he wasn't up for a gathering of a lot of people either.
"I don't want a ton of people watching me walk down the aisle, pointing and whispering and asking themselves why I'm marrying you," she added a playful little smile onto the end of her comment. People in the town didn't really like Riven nor did they respect him. It was unfortunate that they all thought he was the spawn of Satan, when in reality he was relatively decent, or so Musa thought.
"People questioning why you would be marrying the devil reincarnated? Never would happen," he added sarcastically. He leaned over and wrapped his arms over his darling fiancé. She squirmed in his arms to try to get away from his grasp, but he pulled her even closer until her back was up against his side.
"Riven, stop," she playfully giggled.
"I will never let you go and if you really want a small wedding then a small wedding you shall receive," he kissed her forehead.
"You are so good to me," she leaned back into his warm body. They were both content with where they were and who they were.
9 months ago
"I'm so nervous," she whispered to the smiling man next to her at the altar.
"It's going to be fine," he gave her hand a small pump with his own.
It was their wedding day and they only invited the closest to them. For Musa it was Tecna and Layla and for Riven it was no one. He wasn't well liked in the town and didn't have very many friends so to compensate, Tecna's boyfriend and Layla's husband were in attendance as well.
8 months ago
"I'm pregnant," a glowing Musa whispered in excitement to her husband. Her voice could barely contain her happiness, but she had to keep it down because they were at a dinner party. Although Riven had no friends, he had his fair share of family members. He was the son of Victor Wake, one of the richest businessmen in Magix. Riven had the same father as his brother, Neil, and his sister Veronica. Riven had always had to fight to get attention or anything from his father, but he was finally rewarded with a position in the family business, Wake Enterprises.
"I love you so much," he reached over and gave her a hearty embrace. They had been trying for only a few weeks and as luck with have it, their hard work paid off in the best way possible.
"Do you want to tell your father?" Musa asked hesitantly. She knew that his relationship with his family wasn't the best, but also knew that Victor Wake always wanted to know who was a part of his family and who had his blood. It would just so happen that the child Musa was carrying would have Wake blood.
"Not now," Riven mumbled through her hair. To him she was perfect and he loved that her hair smelled like strawberries.
"We'll tell them some other time," Riven moved his hand to meet hers on top of her belly. While the two shared their private moment on the couch, Riven's family continued to celebrate the company's success, oblivious to the new parents.
7 months ago
"What happened?" Neil growled towards Riven. Neil had just learned that his daughter June had been in a car accident with Riven and his wife and even though they might have been related by blood, they would never be close friends, so naturally Neil blamed the accident on Riven.
"Hello to you to," Riven drawled, a dark look spreading across his face.
"Is June alright?" Neil's fiancé Avery chimed in.
"Oh she's perfectly alright," Riven replied in a steely voice.
"I can't believe that you would do this," Neil barked and took a menacing step towards Riven.
"Me? For your information, your daughter June was driving so recklessly that she was driving on the wrong side of the road. In order to avoid her I had to swerve off the road and Musa and I ended up crashing into the guardrail," Riven could barely contain his anger.
"What?" Neil asked flabbergasted.
"Is Musa okay?" Avery quickly asked. She couldn't believe that June had been that reckless, but couldn't mistake Riven's anger and honesty.
"She's fine, now if you'll excuse me, I have to go check on my wife," Riven hissed, giving one last nasty look at Neil before walking away.
"Musa?" Riven asked softly after coming into the hospital room.
Musa was lying in the bed, blankly staring at the white wall in front of her. Her heart felt like it was going to burst at the seams and her eyes were tearing up with salty tears.
"Riven, I," she stumbled on her words as her voice cracked with pain.
"What happened? Are you okay?" Riven asked with worry dripping from his hoarse voice.
"I," Musa started to cry, "I lost the baby. It's gone. It's all my fault. I lost them. I lost our baby," Musa choked out between breaths. Her chest was heaving and she could barely breathe. Her trachea was begging for air and her chest was tight with the realization that she had lost what they had loved so much.
"Don't say that," he whispered. The emotions had hit him like a brick in a head. All at once he began to be cascaded with hurt, angst, pain and anger.
"This wasn't your fault," Riven assured her. He made his way over to her bed in an effort to comfort her.
"What if I'm getting punished? I've been the way I am for so long that now I'm getting punished for my mistakes?" Musa cried out in agony. Before she had met Riven she had been a con woman. She wasn't proud of it, but she had been good.
"It wasn't your fault," Riven repeated with force, "it might've been the accident. I'm going to kill Neil," Riven glowered.
"No, even if there wasn't an accident this would've happened. Riven, I'm being punished," Musa sobbed.
"Stop, don't blame yourself," Riven could feel the tears running down his cheeks. He hated to see the love of his life suffer through this, but he was hurting too.
Without another word, Riven got up from the bed and rushed out the door, leaving Musa to cry and mourn alone.
3 months ago
"We're you with Darcy again?" Musa asked suspiciously. Darcy was Riven's ex-wife. She was also Neil's ex-wife. Small world. Darcy had been going through some difficulties lately and Riven had felt the need to come to her aid. It had been a few months since Musa had lost the baby and Riven was still in mourning over it, but Musa hadn't been able to mourn because Riven had needed her to be the strong support in their marriage.
"Not now," Riven said, ignoring his fuming wife.
"Riven, you told me that you were going to see Victor and I get a call from Victor, who doesn't like me, thirty minutes later to ask me where you were and that you needed to talk. What the hell were you doing?" Musa shouted. She couldn't contain her anger. A few months after she had lost the baby, Darcy had shown up again and was back in the picture, or so it seemed.
"I told you that I don't want to talk about this right now Musa," Riven growled.
"You never want to talk about anything," she hissed under her breath.
"What's that supposed to mean?" he narrowed his eyes at her.
"Forget I even said anything. I'm going over to Tecna's," Musa grabbed her purse and headed for the door before he could stop her.
2 months ago
"Darcy?" Musa gasped in surprise.
"What are you doing here?" a growl erupted from Layla who was standing by Musa. They were in, what was supposed to be, Musa and Riven's guesthouse near their lakehouse. Musa might have been a con, but she didn't marry Riven for his money.
"I, it's not what it looks like, Musa, I, uh," Darcy stuttered. She had been caught living in the guesthouse that Riven said she could use until she got her life back on track.
"I think it's exactly how it looks. What? Did Riven house you up here so that you guys could get it on whenever I'm not around? This way you wouldn't really have to sneak around?" Musa fumed.
"No, it's not like that, I swear. Just wait until Riven gets here to explain. I'll call him right now. It's really not what it looks like," Darcy desperately exclaimed. Her head started to hurt and she put her hands up on her forehead to stop the throbbing.
"Forget it," Musa hissed and turned on her heel. Musa grabbed Layla's arm, much to Layla's annoyance and pulled her out of the guesthouse.
"Are you really going to let that happen?" Layla asked, flabbergasted.
"I don't know anymore," Musa sat down on the couch.
"What's wrong?" Riven rushed into the house with Darcy on his tail.
"I tried to explain to her. I really did," Darcy explained to Riven, she turned to Musa, "see he'll explain."
Layla stood up to stand between Musa and Riven.
"Looks like you've been found out, huh?" Layla smirked at Riven, "you didn't really think you could have you mistress living fifty feet away and Musa wouldn't find out?"
"Stay out of it," Riven growled at Layla.
"No," Musa put up her hand to shut down Riven's anger towards Layla, "she's right. You didn't think I wouldn't find out did you?"
"It's not what it looks like," Riven tried to assure his angry wife.
"I think it's exactly what it looks like," Layla chimed in.
"No one asked you," Riven roared.
"I think I'm going to live at the club for a few weeks," Musa turned from her friend to her husband.
"Musa," Riven began.
1 month ago
"I just don't feel the same way anymore," Riven coldly replied.
"Is it because I told Victor that Darcy was the one who burned his house down?" Musa exclaimed, her voice surrounded in pain.
"You weren't loyal to me," he hissed.
"You were the one who tried to protect your ex-wife by hiring an arsonist to burn down other houses," Musa slowly answered.
"And I trusted you to keep that information to yourself," he gave her a steely look.
"I'm your wife. Instead of staying home and comforting me or just being with me you felt that it was your duty to go and help your ex-wife. I mean really Riven, really?" Musa defiantly countered.
"Darcy's going through some issues right now," Riven stated.
"So you felt it was your duty to save her? Is that it or is it something else?" Musa hissed.
"It was never anything else," Riven trailed off.
"But now it is. That's why you don't love me anymore," Musa lowered her head in defeat. She was sick of being ignored and was sick of getting no respect from the man that she loved.
"Musa, it," Riven began.
"No, just stop," she interrupted him, "when we took our vows, we promised to love each other through sickness and in health and through death. One of us broke those vows the moment they started ignoring and disrespecting the other. Look at us now, I'm not the one consoling my ex."
Even though Riven would have liked to admit it, Musa's words rang true and he had to admit that it probably wasn't easy for her to see him with Darcy. Plus she had lost their child a few months ago.
"I'm just going to gather up my stuff," Musa sighed and turned away from her husband.
"No, you should stay here. It's your house too. I'll stay at the club," Riven, ever the hero, suggested.
"Don't bother trying to take care of me. I know that once I'm settled you're just going to go to Darcy," Musa mumbled.
"I want you to be taken care of. I know we had the pren-up, but you deserve some of the money that I made when we were together," Riven insisted.
"No, we had the pren-up so that I could prove to everyone that I wasn't marrying you for the money, that I was marrying you for love. Besides you make way too much money and I didn't do anything when we were together. The lakehouse is yours. You might have bought it for us, but it was bought with your money. I'll be fine," Musa lowered her head again and began to walk towards their room to gather her items.
"Musa, I want you to have something," Riven tried to get her to take something.
"I don't want you to be able to ease your guilt by giving me what you think I want. I don't want your money Riven. I never did and I will never want it. That wasn't the reason I married you even though, now, you seem to think it was the only reason," Musa sighed.
"I never said," Riven tried again.
"Just leave me alone. I'll be out of here by tonight," Musa turned around and continued making her way to the stairs.
