Novels by Ceesong

As i walked past the busy street, my mind drifted back to the statement my mom made during our heated argument that got me really scared of ever getting back with Abigail. 'What if my mom is right?... What if Abigail has moved on with someone else that is willing to accept her and the pregnancy' I thought worryingly to myself while dragging my feet on the ground as I strolled by.'Aby wouldn't tell me to find her if she had intentions of giving up on our love' I thought, trying to console myself before letting out a deep sigh with my gaze lowered gloomily to the ground. Where do I go from here? I wondered.Suddenly, I lifted my head in startling shock when I noticed a lady that had almost the exact same body features as Abigail -- although I couldn't tell for certain if she was truly the one, since her back was faced towards me as she stood in my front; buying sweet oranges from the kiosk seller.I jogged forward towards the lady from behind in hurry. 'i'll be the most happiest perso

"Joshua... Don't lock yourself indoors all day!... You know all we want is the best for you. This-- you'll get over this... Your mom only did that for your own interest" my dad said quietly in a concerned voice after my mom with his mouth pressed closely to my room door that made his voice echo loudly inside my room. It sounded like he was standing right beside me."Interest?!" I yelled out bitterly in response, my voice raised in anger. Then I unburied my head from the floor - lifting it up slowly to speak so my voice wouldn't sound muffled. I needed them to hear every word I had to say."If she had my interest, mom would have let Aby stay till she at least delivered the baby.... Your grandchild for heaven's sake" I groaned in frustration, my tone bitter as I replied my dad while sobbing profusely. My dad's voice broke out again. "Son, listen -- it's...""Just leave me alone! Both of you!... I don't want to see your faces again. Just leave me alone!" I screamed out my lungs before b

"Ma... He's..." Abigail started with a stammer and hesitated, sniffing to control her continued sobbing. Then she wiped off the tears on her left cheek with the back of her right hand before stretching it forward to point. "He's responsible for the baby Ma..." She said nervously, her voice low and shaky as she pointed at my direction. My eyes went horribly wide in panick. My heart racing fast, I turned my head and leveled my frightened gaze at my dad. He was utterly dumbfounded by this revelation. From the look on his face, I knew he was finding it hard to believe. Numerous questioning thoughts must have been running through his head, I know, thoughts like 'How could I have slept with the nanny under his surveillance?'The narrowing of his eyebrow showed that he wasn't too convinced at what Abigail had just said. But there was nothing he could do or say to counter her -- except he wanted to take the blame, which will surely lead to a divorce with my mom. Am sure he wasn't quite re

"Thank you my dear" my mom said, smiling softly to Abigail as she gracefully served us our plates of breakfast on the table. Something about Abigail seemed strangely astonishing. She added more weight over the past few months and was now looking plump and more beautiful. Well, what was I to expect? Someone who spends most of her time preparing meals in the kitchen was bound to add weight over time.Across the dining table in front of me, sat my dad. He was already munching on his toast bread and sipping on his creamed tea. And from what I was seeing, He was really savouring every taste of his bread It's was a beautiful Saturday morning, one of those days my mom wasn't working or preparing to go to work. Kiki had barely woken up, so it was just me, my dad and mum at the dining table."I hope you've also made yourself something to eat?" My mom asked, turning her head to look at Abigail who was now done with serving my plate of breakfast."Yes ma... I have, mm..." Abigail began with a s

Later that day, before my mom came back from work, I went to confront my dad in his room -- not in an insulting way, but rather, in a more remorseful manner."Dad?" I bellowed quietly as I stood in front of him. He sat leisurely on his bed, reading a sports newspaper. All his focus was on it that he barely rose his head to look at me."Mm-hmm... what's the matter, are you done with your childish display?" He said in a cold tone and slowly closed the paper. Then he placed it beside him on the bed and managed to look me straight in the eye. I felt uneasy staring into his stern gaze, so I cowardly lowered mine and resolved in my mind to apologise."Am sorry dad for my outburst earlier this morning - I was feeling angry. It won't happen again." My voice was low and remorseful. I stood, my feets rooted to the floor with my palms clasped together in submission. I didn't really mean it, but I just had to fake it."Better... Because I won't tolerate that behavior next time in my house!" My d

I stayed out for hours, strolling aimlessly across the streets to clear my head. Why will act like he never did anything wrong last night? I thought in annoyance, kicking hard at any object in my path. I crossed the road and headed straight to an auto repair shop. Then I sat under its shade. The owner didn't mind or chase me away. He just went on with his job like I wasn't even there.Much later around 11:58am, my tummy began to rumble loudly. I had left the house without having my breakfast.I better get something to eat else I'll faint here. I thought to myself and stood up. I would gone to buy something from the near by store, but I had no money on me. I turned my head towards the shop owner. Should I ask for his assistance? I contemplated. But then I cancelled the thought. My home training didn't permit me to collect things from strangers, let alone beg! I had only one choice now, go home and fix myself something to eat. So I waved the shop owner 'goodbye' and, coming out of his

"Hey hey..." I exclaimed in panick, rushing forward to shield the Jamaican guy with my arms spread apart. "Step aside bro" Andrew instructed under clenched jaw, placing his left palm under his right hand to steady his aim at the Jamaican guy whose hand was now gripping the revolver gun in his waistline. "Chill.. can everyone just put their guns down!" I yelled, wincing slightly from the pain I felt on my jaw as I shouted. "And why the fu*k should we do that?" Ramirez countered with his eyes still glued on the guy behind me."Because he saved our lives -- both of us" I answered plainly and looked at Andrew. "Trust me man, we would have been dead if not for him -- please, lower your guns down." Andrew hesitated for a brief moment, inhaling deeply before lowering his gun down. Then he turned sideways to give Ramirez and Anthony a nod of his head which they obediently obliged and lowered their guns down. I heaved a deep breath and lowered my arms before stepping aside to stand with Ch

My only prayer now was for Chloe to be found and safe back home in the arms of her mom, with or without me being there to see it happen because at this point, I had zero hope in escaping the Jamaican or being rescued. *****"Pull up here --" he said to the taxi driver and compelled me to pay the transport fare the moment we reached the destination. Then we both came out of the car and the taxi driver sped off. I gulped hard as I stood motionless, facing the old cranky gate of the former swan high school. The site has been abandoned for some years now with claims of some politician making plans to buy the whole place for the purpose of turning it into a factory. This was a very quiet environment -- almost like the abandoned factory Kelvin had me and Andrew taken to be killed.So with every courage i could muster in me, I turned to face the Jamaican guy who stood behind, pointing his gun directly at my abdomen. "Look man -- I never shot at your brother, I wasn't even with a...""Too l

"I think... She's been shot by the hitman" I managed to say in a breathless whisper with my eyes flickering - struggling to fight back the tears that welled up. "Oh no..." Andrew gasped and pulled away. "We have to get to her... Quick, get in the car" he said in panick, moving to the side and opened the driver's door. "Goddam Liam... We don't have much time" he growled when he noticed me leaning instead of moving to enter the car. "Okay" I sniffed and pulled away, placing my right hand on the car to balance my staggering frame as I walked and entered the passenger seat with Andrew turning on the ignition switch before he sped us out of the garage for my house. *****WE NOTICED a police car parked on the road in front of my house entrance the minute we arrived."Who's he talking to?" Andrew asked with our gazes looking out through his driver window when we noticed a middle aged police man standing in front of our palour entrance, writing something on a small note as he conversed wi

She pulled it down and whispered to my face in a concerned voice. "Can I come by the house later this evening?" "Yea... Sure you can." I forced a smile and leaned in to give her a brief kiss on the lips. "Now, let's get you in a taxi."Few minutes later, the taxi drove off with her before I entered another one that took me straight to Andrew father's old garage where we had first regrouped. WHEN I entered the garage, I found Anthony leaning his butt on the car parked inside with his hands folded - wearing a frightened look that got me dispirited. "Listen man, this shit is getting way out of hand" Andrew lamented with his arms spread apart as he trotted towards me. "What did you say happened to Miguel... Is he still alive?" I stopped in front of Andrew who was rubbing his sweaty forehead in panick. "He's on a fu*king stretcher inside an ambulance headed to the hospital as we speak" Andrew licked his lower lip, turning from side to side in anger. "Your boy Kelvin -- he needs to be

I lowered myself very slowly to sit on the couch next to hers. "Aha, Liam... Why are you here and not at work?" Shelly inquired in a surprised tone the moment she noticed my presence on entering the palour from the corridor. Then she sat on the same couch as my mom."He just got fired" My mom blurted plainly, expressing her disappointment as she turned to face Shelly who casted a shocked look at me."Why were you fired Liam?" Shelly asked with my mom now returning her gaze back at me. "I got -- Chloe pregnant, and she's my boss's daughter" I confessed to my mom under clenched jaw with my head sagged in cowardice. "What!" My mom's loud exclaim rose my head up at an instant. She seemed very shocked and raged at the same time. Then, her expression turned to that of surprise curiousity when she noticed how reserved and quiet Shelly was; after all, it was no big news to her since I already told her this morning before leaving the house."So -- you knew about this too?" She turned her bo

"Um.." I hesitated for a moment"Dad.. Liam and I want to see you and mom" Chloe informed before I could even make out the right words. 'what?!' I screamed in my head, looking briefly at Chloe from the corner of my eye as she casted a quick glance at me. "Okay, then let's go inside so your mom and I can hear what it is you have to tell us" Her dad turned and motioned for us to follow as he walked into the house. "Are you sure about this Chloe?" I used my left hand to clamp Chloe's right wrist in protest, bringing her steps to a abrupt halt. Then she turned halfway to face me and pulled her hand away from my grasp. "Let's just do this Liam... It's best if we tell them.""Right --" I mumbled, clearing my throat as I followed behind Chloe who led me Into the house and down to their large, elegantly furnished sitting room where we both sat on the same couch, facing her parents who sat side by side on the opposite couch. I couldn't help but rove my eyes in admiration, staring at the lar