DIRTY TRIANGLE

CHAPTER ONE.His eyes flicked open and he sat up, panting heavily. Even though the air conditioner was working just fine and the room was freezing, his face and body were still covered with sweat, his eyes blood red. He steadied his breathing before standing up from the bed. He stood up and turned the lights on, he looked at the clock beside his bed and it was 3:00 AM. He sighed deeply and went over to the window and when he opened the curtains, it was still dark outside. He closed the curtains and walked over to the little table at the corner of the room, a bottle of whisky sat on it. He took the bottle and poured a little of the content in a glass cup that sat beside the bottle, he took the glass of whisky and gulped every drop of it down his throat. He felt the hotness of the alcohol seeping down his throat and he groaned. He just had a nightmare. The nightmares were becoming frequent and he did not like it. His mother had told him to see a psychologist but he did not believe in t

CHAPTER THREE.She had a short temper and it only made it easy for Ron to pick a fight with her."What do you mean?" She asked."You were just flirting with Felix like a cheap whore." He said.She gasped. She had clearly not expected him to call her that. Her face darkened more. That was what he wanted."How dare you call me a whore?" She sparked at him. He did not say anything. He shoved his hands in his trouser pockets and stood straight, looking forward into the room. His plan was going fine and she walked away from him. Just how he wanted it. He went inside the room and got talking with some people he recognized. The room was filled with influential people, people of his class and he knew many of them. He talked and drank just alittle and when it was time for his speech, Felix did not forget to acknowledged the company that supplied the building materials and made the beautiful interior design. Ron waved at the crowd. They knew where to come now if they had any building matters a

CHAPTER FIVE.It was the ring of her phone that woke her up. She opened her eyes and rubbed them sleepily then she reached out for the phone from under her pillow, she got it and she looked at who was calling. It was a strange number. She looked at the time on the clock that sat on the drawer beside her bed, the time was 4:30AM. She looked back at her ringing phone and wondered who on earth would be calling her as early as that. Her thoughts went to Delores, maybe the girl got a new phone and wanted to tell her. She clicked on the green icon on her phone to answer the call and she brought it to her ear."I thought you were going to let it ring till it goes off." She recognized the voice on the other side. It was deep and masculine, like the voice of a god. It was his voice, Ron Diego. The memories of the previous night came rushing back to her head and she remembered that she gave him her number when they got talking and he asked. She had won the award last night__Yes, she won the aw

The sun was not too hot, just warm and good enough for sunbathing and that was what the two women were doing. Lauren and her mother were sunbathing behind the house by the swimming pool. They were having their mother-daughter moments. They just laid there in silence, enjoying the sun and tranquility that was at the backyard."So Lauren honey, how is it going with Ron? When are you two getting married?" Pamela, Lauren's mother asked. The girl turned to look at the woman. Pamela was still looking straight ahead, waiting for her answer. Lauren thought to lie to her mother, she didn't want to look like a failure. But she trashed the thought of lying, she was going to tell the woman the truth and seek advice from her too. "Oh mother, Ron is just proving difficult to handle. He would not go out on dates with me, always talking about how busy he is." Lauren finally spoke the truth.Her mother sighed."Oh honey, maybe he's been stressed. Let him take his time and then take him out on a date

His eyes flicked open and his breathing was heavy. He sat up on the bed and when he looked around, he knew that he was not in his house and neither was he in his room, he was in Sarah's room. He looked beside him and he could see Sarah on the bed, sleeping peacefully. He suddenly felt wet and when he touched his forehead he could feel the wetness, it was sweat. He had been dreaming again, the nightmares were haunting him again. A loud beep suddenly sounded in the room and Ron shuddered in fear but when he turned to look at the direction where the sound was coming from, it was only the alarm ringing. The alarm was placed on the other side if the bed where Sarah laid and he had to squint his eyes to look at the time, 4:32 AM. He hurriedly scrambled out of the bed and rushed to the bathroom. He had to hurry up and be ready for work as soon as possible because of the traffic. He hurriedly took his bath and when he came out if the bathroom, Sarah was awake and she was sitting on the bed.