“W-what?” Aramide asked as she raised an eyebrow, Her forehead creased, and Dared watched the lines surface, Her eyes never left his though, silently urging him to explain further.
“You heard me. Blaire isn't who we thought she was” The man confirmed as he stood up and walked away from the bed, He proceeded to pace around the room, a habit even Aramide was guilty of whenever she was stressed.
“What does that mean?" Aramide asked once again, completely confused as she worked herself to sit up, on the bed, Dared was about the protest about her sitting up but she held her hand “so?" She enquired. She felt anxiety and frustration build up in her as she watched Dared withdraw into his Silent chamber.
“Oh come on Dared!" She suddenly screeched. “What exactly is going on? I am sick and tired of you beating around the bush, it's driving me insane, what do you mean by all of this?! What's going on with Blaire—”
Before Aramide could object or speak; Her lips intertwined with Cole's, their noses grazed as a tear slipped down her eyes, Aramide knew the gravity of what had just happened, she knew she had fallen into a ditch she wasn't sure how to get out off, she knew she had just dug out all the emotions she had buried for years. but how exactly did she get here?*********************Aramide's grip tightened on her pillow as she cried into it, How could Dared even assume that? Why were humans so insensitive, was that what he thought of her? Did he think she was that weak? that she would fall into the arms of the next man who was close enough just to find comfort? that she traveled to another country just to be with Cole? the same Cole that she had abandoned years ago to get married to him? how could he even assume such?Besides, he was the one who had walked out on her that day, she could still vividly recall
“Get out” Aramide had spat causing Cole to flinch.“what do—” “leave,” She said as their eyes locked but she tore her gaze away almost immediately, Cole couldn't get his hands on what had gone wrong, what had he done wrong? they had been together for the first time in so many years and she didn't back down from the kiss, so what was wrong now? it was obvious that Aramide still yearned for him as much as he did her, although as the years had passed Cole had resigned to his fate, he had decided to let Aramide be so she could find her happiness. But that day, when she had appeared at his doorstep with teary eyes and the newfound information that he was a father, Cole had mixed feelings about letting her go, The man didn't need to be a genius to know Aramide wasn't happy with Dared, and if their recent arguments were any clue of some sorts the r
“Finally” Aramide breathed fresh air watching the cars move by as she waited at the entrance of the hospital for Dared to bring her daughter, she had never been so happy to leave somewhere, a small smile played on her lips as she watched her daughter walk out of the hospital with Dared, it was a tight smile, but it was worth it. They were going back home. Aramide had a lot to protest to that, but when Aracely began to shed a few tears, her motherly instincts kicked in, Her daughter did not deserve to suffer because of the things her parents did, That wasn't the life she wanted for her, but that didn't mean she was going to let him ride home with them. no. no. no. “Are you sure you don't want me to take you? We are heading to the same place after all.” Dared pleaded when they reached Aramide. “No, thank you.” Aramide said as she took hold of Aracely, “Aracely and I will be just fine withou
“Let go of me! Let me go!” Aramide struggled against the paramedics that tried to take her away from the wreckage.“Leave me! Aracely! My baby!” She cried as she struggled against them, her fingers clawed on the hot ground, “Look! it's my baby, why are you taking me away from my baby” She said as she looked between a particular paramedic that was trying to help her and the ashes on the ground desperation filled her eyes, grief was like a disease, it slowly eats up a person, but breaks them, it breaks with the reality that they are powerless and no matter how many years they said or how many times they cry, they will never, ever be able to get back what was lost. They had covered enough ground away from the spot before Aramide screamed again, Almost as if she had been in a trance for a while, she darted around as reality hit her in waves again.“Aracely?” she cried out, “Ara! Aracely!" She
The music was loud. Really loud. Latifa could feel her eardrums hurting, she was sitting at the far edge of the room, watching the commotion and adrenaline rush through everyone but her, She could faintly hear — underneath the loud noise, that would probably make her deaf soon — The demanding tone of her best friend. Latifa rolled her eyes as she flipped her scarlet hair and got to her feet, She slowly bit her lip as she strained her senses to identify exactly where her friend was. her vision comprised of a complete blur between disco colors and screaming teenagers, but she never missed the white— happy go lucky package that was going around. She was quite tall for someone who had just clicked sixteen, and her fashion sense made her look even older, Latifa was like one of those girls you could swear came from some magazine in fairyland, she was
“I'm leaving.” Aracely huffed as she started to walk out of the abandoned building Latifa had somehow convinced her to come to. Her fists tightened as she began to walk even farther away from the building, anger built up inside her and she honestly had no clue why was she was so angry, maybe she was angry because of how things had turned out to be, the truth was, Aracely just couldn't let go of the past, and today she was supposed to meet an integral piece of her life, was she ready for this? ready to confront the past and finally understand the sadness she had seen in her mother's eyes during her last days, how her gaze said a lot more than her lips did? was Aracely ready to know what Aramide's past was? “Ara wait” Latifa tried as she reached out to the girl but she didn't expect Aracely to yank away from her grip and glared at her with the meanest look she could have mustered at that moment, a slow monotone voice carefully escaping her lips as a tear trickle
"A-angel?" Aracely croaked out as she took a step back in shock, she almost stumbled but miraculously managed to maintain her steps as Latifa stayed few feet away from them deciding that staying out of the conversation was what was best Their eyes locked. Aracely had a million and one questions running through her mind, a thousand words threatening to spill down her tight lips, she wanted to ask a lot, say a lot, but she just couldn't find the words, it was like when you mentally prepare so much for an incident that when it happens you just go still and numb, totally ignorant about how to deal with the situation at hand. That was exactly how Aracely felt. Instead of trying to force words out through, Aracely proceeded to walk back into the building, Angel and Latina trailed behind her, and with every step, she took her heart beat faster, now, it wasn't the fear of not knowing the truth, it was the fear of maybe
Aramide's fingers grazed over the picture that rested in her arms, her eyes watered with unshed tears as her bottom lip wobbled. Memories raced through her head as she tried to shush the hurricane within her. It had been ten years now. And nothing, absolutely nothing had changed. to the whole world, she was dead, just like dared and her daughter — Aracely, but aramide had been alive and she had spent the last ten years trying to find the person who murdered her family. The picture frame in her hands looked old, more like something that would suit some antique museum in the south or something, it was gold-framed, and in the picture Aracely was holding Dared's hands, trying, as usual, to force the man to do something less boring, the man had just returned from work though, and playing chess with his competitive daughter wasn't what he needed Aramide had barely shown in the photo, she remembered bursting