I yawn loudly and finally after minutes of procrastination. I get out of bed first making my way to the bathroom with partly opened eyes. Geez I almost forgot the dinner with Evans. I grumble, dragging my feet sluggishly to the bathroom. All that I need to do is a quick brush up, dress up, get to dinner and come back to bed. I slapsh water on my face, jolting my brain out if its slumber. I stare at my reflection andi flinch in surprise. I shake my head, "Who would believe you are the face of inner you" I scrunch my face, taking in the view of my messy and my huge puff eyes. Did I cry in my sleep? My brows burrow into a frown but I shrug it off, "You look like a monster" I laugh at myself and choice of words but then I add, "A beautiful one though and you drive them all mad" I bat my lashes at my reflection then burst into another round of laughter. Yap I'm awake now. I begin to wash my face properly with the mild vanila scenting soap getting rid of the make up. This is what
What in the fucking world. I gasp as the liquid dumps right on my dress, especially the upper part, cold liquid trickling down my skin. "What the fuck!" Evans exclaims, glaring at the waiter. If I were the waiter right now, I'd wish I could disappear. Except I'm not. I'm Scarlett and I'm drenched with wine. I look from the trembling waiter to Evans and I gulp down nothing. Evans is currently looking like he is going to ruin the waiter's life and the waiter looks completely helpless. For a moment I felt bad for the waiter but then again I am the one soaked to my bra and humiliated so maybe he does deserve it. Such rotten luck. I took in my lower lip afraid to look down at myself. "Are you fucking blind?" Evans continues yelling at the waiter literally calling attention to our table. I scrunch my face in disapproval at the realization. I placed my hand on Evans, giving it a little squeeze. "Don't worry it's fine" "No it isn't" Evans snaps at me not taking his eyes off the waite
"Do you know today at the studio,I actually wanted to quit" I watch Scarlett blab my entire focus on her. "Oh really?" She pouts, grabbing the wine bottle, filling her glass again. I shake my head, my lips twitching in amusement. She's one wine lover alright. "Then you said all those things about me" she looks up at me. "Not like I don't know I'm sexy but then you said those things" she repeated drastically. I chuckle. Drunk Scarlett is fucking cute. And she's always cute, I correct myself with a smile. "I have to admit my head went kaboom" she gestures the Xplosion with her hands. "I mean today was so great. I had fun you had fun" I chuckle. Maybe I shouldn't have encouraged her to drink so much. "Didn't you have fun?" she asks, suddenly pinning me down with her vivid sparkling eyes. My eyes dart to her chest, now covered by my jacket. Thank heavens because the moment she stepped out of the bathroom and I caught a glimpse of her nipples I almost stopped breathing. I
I snap myself out of my reverie when Scarlett reaches for the wine glass. I narrow my gaze on her, putting the wine bottle out of her reach. "What's with that?" she wiggles her brow teasingly at me then scoff, "I'll still have it either ways"I roll my eyes. "So about the game" Scarlett drags her eyes from the bottle and nods absentmindedly. "You say what again?" I scowl. This will be an impossible task. "The game, the drinking game" I add and smile seeing a glint of realization in her eyes. "Yes, the game. Truth or dare" she says with little interest. "You mean truth or drink" I correct slowly. She giggles unbuttoning the buttons of the suit jacket. "What are you doing?" I quiz, eyeing her suspiciously. "I'm feeling hot," she whispers. I clear my throat, dragging my gaze to the table. "So how do we play this game?" "It's actually quite simple, all you have to do is say the truth or drink... It's either you drink if u don't want to answer the question that will be iss
A tremble whip through my body and incredulity pours through me as I reecho the question in my head again. And my heart threw off a crazy beat. How did she know? Was I so obvious? I hate the way she is looking at me as if she can see through me and my facades. I gulp down past the lump in my throat. My stomach curls up in fright, excitement or what? I'm not sure. I square my shoulders. "Scarlett…"panic thread through my voice. I rub the stubble on my head. What would I say? Yes? No? Yes and No? Maybe she just said it because she's drunk. And she's not sure what she's saying. "Please tell me. I'm so curious" Scarlett interrupts my thought. I frantically glance around, suddenly noticing how pretty the place is but that really isn't the deal. I just couldn't stand her intense gaze. "Have you ever been in love before?" I ask diverting the question. She stays quiet for some time and picked up her glass drowning it down. "And you have you been in love before?" She returns my q
"So what's your relationship with Liam like?" She raises a brow in question at me. "Curiosity does kill the cat you know?" She teases wiggling a brow at me. "Whatever. Tell me" I insist. "Well we knock it off real good. He's cool and I'm cool. And our relationship is very cool" she smirks. I study her face and expression and I don't see anything to give me any hint if she is lying or speaking the truth. "Just cool?" "You want to know what happens in the bedroom too?" My eyes widens and my jaw clenches with sudden outburst. A part of me is dying to know and the other part doesn't want to know anything about that. In fact that side is telling me to end dinner and take her back home. But I don't listen,what fun is that anyway? "Wanna tell me about it?" She scrunches her nose at me. "You're nosy" she laughs. "Same goes for you. You started it with all your questions about my love life" She nods slowly, "Oh I get it now, this is some kind of payback then, for asking too much
Scarlett belches loudly looking around frantically with a cute pout and a confused look that graces in her delicate features. "Everything alright?" I quiz, wondering about the sudden change of attitude. "This is not my home?" It isn't exactly like a statement. It sounds like she is asking me and there is uncertainty pretty obvious in her gaze."You want to leave?" I ask instead of replying to her question. She tilts her head to the right and proceeds to look at me suspiciously, shifting uncomfortably in her seat , "You're Evans?" Again she did not sound so certain of her statement and there is a hint of question and suspicion in her eyes. "Yes it's me Scarlett" I confirm packing up my jacket. Phone and wallet. "I think I'm drunk" she mumbles, hardly paying any attention to me as I speak. I frown and follow her gaze and to my surprise Scarlett is watching a waiter carrying a bottle of wine in a tray. I gasp, mortified. Then reach for Scarlett's and successfully gain her atten
Normally when I wake up I'm always welcomed by the smell of cotton and vanilla… the lingering scent of my new home. Except this time I can smell different types of flowers and I'm not sure I can recognize what flowers are associated with the scent but for some reason I am a hundred percent reassured that orchids were among the numerous smells. Orchids always make my nose tingle. Uh… what started the flower tale. Oh right, me waking up and smelling flowers and not the usual vanilla scent.Urgency shot through me and nausea rolls in my stomach. The first realization was that I'm not home. And now I know where the orchid smell was coming from. On the bed stand by my left beside the portrait of a dog running happily in the fields with his tongue stuck out is a specimen vase containing a single strand of pink and white orchids. My nose tingles and twitches but I don't sneeze.The room has a simple decorating touch with golden color contrasted perfectly with the dark, polished wood, which
Scarlett**FOUR YEARS AFTER…. “I would kill, honestly… anything for some peace and quiet, and less danger right now" I slap Liam's arm and he chuckles. "Just joking…" He says through his teeth as he picks up the toys from the floor and turns off the TV. The moment the TV went off, our babies went off with their cries, turning red. I glance at Liam and let out a sigh.. "This is sure going to be one long day" _ The doorbell goes off and I find myself running down the stairs to get the door. I open the door and Ginny's grin makes me smile. "Now where's my favorite Twin?" She shakes the wrapped present in her hand. I notice Michael behind her, holding a really huge wrapped gift. "They're upstairs, Liam's trying to put Rick in his outfit" I say and Ginny walks inside. "Hey Michael…" I say, the moment he steps in. "I don't mean to pry but that's a teddy bear… right" I touch the wrapped present, and feeling its softness, I breathe out a sigh of relief.. Michael smirks, "Ginn
With Ginny and Hannah now inside the living room, enjoying a warm cup of coffee, and giggling to themselves. I get a plate of cookies ready for them, and when I get back to them, they simply ignore my cookies and Ginny waves her hand. "Go on now… You go first" She says and Hannah nods In agreement. "Why me? We yelled guess what at the door together, and we did not ride a three almost four hours long ass ride to come here and just simply spill it" Ginny scoff and I laugh. "How's Liam by the way…?" Hannah asks. "Yeah, forgot to ask about him," Ginny adds. "He's in a therapy session, he'll be back soon, he's good" I smile. "Good, now spill the tea… we're getting impatient" Ginny urges me. I laugh again, but I go on to tell them about a new product that's going to be made after me, and their reaction just made me feel brand new. "Girl! That's big news" Ginny covers her mouth with her hand. My eyes immediately catch the shiny thing around her middle finger and I grab her hand.
The day is expectedly bright and sunny, and deadly hot. I Decided to sunbathe minutes ago and can already feel my skin tearing apart. I take the shades off my eyes and turn to the pool In front of me.. I don't even know how to swim. How embarrassing can my life get? I get on my feet and walk slowly to the edge of the pool where I take a seat and dip just my legs into the cold water, and it feels nice already. Liam isn't home and my life feels like it's falling apart. He's currently with his walking therapist or whatever they call him, and I feel like I'm having the worst day ever. It's been two days since I had that weird sex dream about Liam… Not weird per say, cause I really enjoyed it honestly, and telling him about it just made us both feel like hell. It was a mistake I shouldn't have went for, cause he just laid there, listening to me talk about fuckin him and I went on to pour out my kinky desire, knowing that if he tries to bang me. He might break more than just his bone
Scarlett "It won't stop raining" I sigh walking away from the window and to the bed where Liam is busy with his phone. "It's not like you're going to do anything with the rain, take a seat" He looks away from his phone and gently taps on the bed for me to come seat. "I don't really enjoy rainy days in the middle of summer, it's just 12pm and yet feels like 12am" I shudder, taking a seat beside him. He wraps me like an infant and gives his attention back to his phone."You're going to hold me and not even look at me?" I scoff, pulling the knee length warm socks to give my legs a proper coverage. He glances at me and gives me one of those smile of his, that excited my every being. He gently drops his phone and steadies his wrapped hand around my waist. "Okay now, careful," I scoff referring to my- our babies and he laughs."I'll be careful… The most careful" He leans down and starts to kiss me gently. His body completely buried mine. Goodness, I've missed this heavenly fe
It's been three weeks since Anne kidnapped me. I don't think I've ever used or thought of the word 'kidnapped' until I started living with Liam. And he started it all this. Liam's better and has been getting some type of therapy Halle recommended, for walking properly. He still uses crutches around the house though, but I am glad his health and everything that that fine body of his has are improving greatly. I could say I no longer need hiding but still stay with Liam in his father's home. Anne has been put to bar after her dirty atrocities were leaked. And hell it was a lot. The night after she kidnapped me. For the freaking second time. Everyone watching the news station at that moment went wild when the news lady started to reveal all her crimes and I don't know who gave them that information but Anne isn't going to be coming out of jail for a very long time. It was said she was partners with a drug dealer who also owned an underground brothel where they make
I make my way towards Liam, a rigid smile on my face. He doesn't look happy, but I can tell the relief he's feeling just by staring at me. I walk up to him and fall to his body like he's not covered in cast. My hands wrap around his neck and I start to cry like a child. He wraps me with his only movable hand and buries his head in my neck. God I miss him so much. Not just miss him because I was kidnapped by his crazy aunt. I missed him, everything about him and mostly his touches and what his face feels like, buried in my neck. I let go of him when I feel my weight becoming too heavy for him. I straighten my posture as I wipe my tears, that is getting frozen already. Summer nights are always the coldest. "Why did you come out… it's too cold." I say, picking up the blanket that had fallen from me while giving Liam a hug. "I couldn't just sit still and watch some weird woman do something to my wife." He scoffs. His wife… I sniff, "But still, you've not recovered fully
Scarlett "You're making this really difficult you know that" Ruby scoffs cupping my cheek and straddling me at the same. I don't reply her and just let my thoughts run through my mind. "Are you even listening to me Scarlett?" Ruby raises my head with her index finger. I glance down at her body which is now open, with her shirt lying on the floor. "What do you need my attention for? You want to have your way with me… go on then" I shrug. Crying or trying to struggle out of this will be futile. My hands are densely tied and even if I do get out of the room, I don't know what's out there. Waiting for me. Ruby scoffs, "You're making this really difficult for me… for us" "There's no us, there can never be an us, not tonight… Not forever" I say, looking at the rope around my wrist. I feel Ruby weight leave mine and she gently goes on to grab her shirt on the floor. She comes back to seat on the bed beside me and after a moment of silence, I hear her breathe. "I don't regret i
LIAM-I am currently exercising self-control while I lie here by myself in my bed. Scarlett and the nurse left the building approximately ten minutes ago, but she still hasn't arrived. I quickly peek at the clock on the wall and then out the window to confirm that the sun is still shining. I realise that it has been a few minutes since Scarlett has left, but I still can't stop thinking about her. All of a sudden, I find myself grinning like a fool while thinking about Scarlett. There is a part of me that is curious about what took place between us over the previous few months that I can't remember, but there is also a part of me that doesn't want to know. When you wake up one day and realise that someone else has already started to make your heart beat faster for them, it is pretty strange. It is not completely strange, but it is strange. And there I was, assuming that love would be difficult for someone like me to experience. I feel… I have no idea, but might this be what it's li
Scarlett~~*What's that smell… Smells really good. I snap my eyes open and the pink ceilings above my eyes, gets me on a chokehold. Where the fuck am I? I sit up, and the lady in front of me jumps. "Oh dang, Mrs. Knight you scared me" she places her hand on her chest. "Who are you?" I ask, looking around. The room looks like a pink unicorn puked all over it. The last thing I remember is… I gasp. Ophelia, Ophe freaking Lia! I try to get out of bed, but I notice my hands are softly tied to a pink rope which is tied against the bed board railings."Who are you and where am I?" I ask the lady in the room, who's now filling two cups with chocolate tea. "I'm sorry, I'm not supposed to say anything" She doesn't look at me. I sigh. She fills the cups with tea and I watch her scurry out of the room with an aloof smile. What the hell. I turn to the ropes around my wrists, and though it looks completely harmless, it still looks like it's completely hard to take off. T