“I can't believe this" Bola voiced out as she paced to and fro in her living room, her fists folded and unfolded by her sides, The rich woman sucked in a deep breath as she tried to comprehend the information she had just received.
Panic washed over her, this couldn't be happening, How was it even possible, she had calculated everything properly that day, Deep down she hoped that this would be some rumour, that it wouldn't be true and rant her past would not be able to haunt her once again.
“Are you sure about this?” Bola demanded, her voice was hick and heavy with emotion.
“Yes ma'am, my informant from the hospital told me. In fact, Ariel should still be there” the thug informed.
Bola bit her lip in anger, she ran her hands through her hair as continued to pace about the room,&nbs
Cole felt suffocated in his own mind. His thoughts were trapped within his head and the fear that at any moment or with any wrong move he would be bounced back to reality sent his nervous system haywire in so many ways.Although he could not move or feel and definitely not speak, Cole could see and hear. Over the years the man had watched the line blur between right and wrong and every single one of his dreams and aspirations crushed before his eyes.Every since Aramide died — the woman whom he was so deeply in love with Cole had absolutely went numb and the worst part was he knew she was going to get killed yet he couldn't save her, who does that? Cole had to admit. He had caused nothing but pain for Aramide ever since he stepped into her life, From betraying her trust to having a son with her best friend, the list went from bad to worse.FLASHBACK
Aramide paced about the waiting room. Her hands played with the hem of her tee-shirt, she felt nausea build up in her as her stomach churned, her hands shook a bit as she discretely begged her mind to not overthink. Even though it had been ten years already, the place still looked the same, Aramide wasn't sure if it was because they hadn't done many renovations or probably because she was so stuck with the memories of that day that she couldn't get the picture of the place out of her head, A few things were different though. For example, the receptionist wasn't sat wearing their hospital uniform, one that Aramide had painfully gotten used to seeing a few years ago. The receptionist was different too, quite younger than the one that was there the last time, The girl who seemed to be strong cautiously at Aramide as she paced around with the dedication of a child on their first day in high school— seemed no more or less over twenty-five yea
The silence hovered over them for a while, Each of them soaked in the depth of their words and Aramide felt her heartbreak all over again. A tear escaped her reddened eyes as she parted her lips, her fists were folded beside her as she finally found her voice and spoke “For the past ten years... Efrain for the past ten years that thought had haunted me, it constantly taunted me. The mere that thought... That someone out there, forced my daughter into silence or that she had to bear the weight of that reality broke me... I—” “Aramide listen," Efrain spoke softly as he took her hands into his, he traced his thumb on her cheeks and wiped away her tears. “that was ten years ago, this is now, you don't have to live with that regret anymore, cause now you know your daughter is alive, those people who tried to ruin your happiness... They failed Ara, your daughter is alive and you can ask her all of these questions when you find her" &nb
“thank you for everything Adrian, for being there for me, for constantly saving my life. I-” Aracely whispered as she locked eyes with Adrian, her eyes were filled with tears. “I don't deserve you” Aramide finished as a tear fell. Adrian knelt beside her and he wiped her tear away from her cheek, He was about to speak when she continued “I don't deserve any of this. You deserve better” “You are right.” He whispered back as he looked into her eyes, confusion flashed through Aracely's eyes “I don't deserve you, you are just too amazing, you are strong, you are a fighter, I watch you and I can't help but feel that I am the luckiest person on earth, you are so pure, And I want to be the one who can love you as much you have once loved” He finished. His eyes watered too, “what if I don't want to be loved? What if— one day you are going to hate me, you are going to disgust me, you won't ever want to see or speak to
Growing up. Angel barely spent time with his father, The man was almost never around and whenever he was his mother was no where to be seem, it was almost like they weren't even trying yo hide their separation and it didn't take too long for angel to catch up on that. He could never truly understand why his parents were so distant, He didn't get when ta people who didn't care about each other would decide to bring a child into the world! He never understood why he had always been between them, walking one eggshells whenever his mother was around and not knowing how to properly express himself when ever his father came.The truth was, he never really had a good relationship with com because he barely knew the man, he had always been tucked in his own shell wondering about everything and anything but his five year old son, and as time went by Angel stopped believing he actually had a father and started seeing Cole as some stranger that would come by every week.
Angel never had a good relationship with his mother, The woman had always been trying to control his life and limit his every move ever since he was young, it was almost like she was trying to completely taint how he saw life.She was there every step of the way, ready to hush him before he could even speak, shut his eyes before he could see and complete rewind his brain to think however she wished. She was always ready to whisper all her sweet lies right into his ears, paint the world as everything that it wasn't just so he wouldn't be able to leave her bubble.Bola had always been an inch away, ever ready to plunge him from reality's ad right into her far-fetched reality she wasn't a mother, she had bee some kid of controlling monster, that voice in everyone's head, that they were honestly better without.Angel matched the woman's glare, she was doing that thing again — An action she had somehow
Aramide worriedly paced to and to in her living room, her phone was clenched in her grasp as worry remained etched on her barely visible features, she had ran her hand through her hair so many times she was sure it had started to break, She kept glancing at the front door.'Gosh, Angel was going to be a very sorry little boy if eventually came back home'Aramide felt tears sting her eyes, The boy was like a son to her,and now, he was missing! he had left without telling anyone, despite the state he was in,She recalled the doctor had told him to get bed rest but he did the exact opposite!Aramide glanced at the time on her wrist watch for the millionth time that night, it was almost midnight now,she couldn't help but wonder if Efrain was still on his way, it was getting late after all.The last thing Aramide wanted was to bother the man, She had half mind to call him and tell him tha
FLASH BACK “i won't make you any promises Aramide, I will prove it to you, I am going to stand by your side and protect you, let's do this together, Let's help each other heal” “you don't get it. I don't want to heal” Aracely replied in a monotone voice. She watched as Adrian's features morphed into confusion as he stared back at her waiting for some kind of clarification, Aracelt wiped a tear that tried to wall and showed him her thumb which she had used to wipe her tears. “these tears, this pain, this grief, I don't want it to end, I want to feel and consume it. I want to relieve all those memories over and over again, so that one day, when I have my parent's murderer in my face, I can make them bleed the same amount of tears I have shed over the past few years.” “Aramide” Adrian breathed as he reached out to her, They were still in their position, Adrian was knelt down in front of Aracely
“I never imagined things would end like this mom,” Aracely’s hands traced the table as she stared at the mirror. She was in her mother’s dressing room getting ready and the brown-haired girl was almost sure that she was going to fall into the nearest bed and doze off. Aracely had no one else to blame but herself though. The nineteen-year-old knew that it was a horrible idea to go out partying all night yesterday which was Christmas, knowing fully well her parents’ wedding was today. “You still took stunning” Aramide commented as she finished up on her makeup. Aracely bit her lip and smiled. The brown-haired girl pulled her mother’s chair back and knelt in front of the woman. “I’ve never told you this but…” she paused. Her breath hitched and her eyes watered with fresh tears. “Thank you” Aracely breathed. Aramide’s eyes glistened with emotion but before she could speak, Aracely took the woman’s hands into hers, “Thank you so much for being my mother for –“ “Aracely, what’s g
“I didn’t believe it when I heard it.” Aracely said when she caught the reflection of a brown haired boy with green eyes at the familiar lake. Her fingers tugged on her white gown as she struggled to breath through her tears and the warm feeling in her chest. She took a step forward and ignored the pain that shot up in her foot when she hit a small rock. She could remember the night she had found this place.Or better still that she had fallen off.She had just left her home for fresh air after her small argument with Latifa- Latifa. Aracely still struggled to accept that she was gone. They had spent their best years together, struggling through the twisted maze they called life. Aracely knew Latifa didn’t deserve to die, no one did. But she was dead. She got she got straight to the head no freaking questioned asked and why? Because she was related to Aracely. Aracely grew up understanding the meaning of l
“You did it,” Bola whispered as she stumbled back, a bit of blood escaped her lips as her hands went to her stomach which had blood rushing out of it. At this point, everyone had frozen and Aramide let the gun fall out of her hands as tears filled her eyes “ I knew you had it in you.” Bola said as she fell. Aramide’s hands covered her lips as her feet remained glued to the ground. She felt someone hold her from behind and it was then she realized from the strong scent of lavender that it was Cole. Tears filled Aramide’s eyes and she couldn’t tell if it was tears of relief or sorrow, she finally regained control of her limbs and walked over to Bola. She knelt in front of her and said “I’ll never understand how and why you did this? I’ll never be able to accept that you have always been like this…” “A monster?” Bola replied hoarsely as a tear rolled down her cheeks, she was laid on the ground her
The first thing Aramide noticed as she walked down the aisle was Aracely’s wide smile, her daughter looked so pretty. She was wearing a short pink gown and had a white bow on her brown hair, it was tied in a ponytail, the wedding was to take place in the garden and Aramide had to admit that Mercedes had done a great job with the decorations, the aisle had been designed with roses, not too far ahead. Efrain stood by one of the two pillars that held up the small space where the couple was to stand under. The chairs that were set in the garden were white, the scent of thick lavender filled the air, it was Aracely’s favorite scent and Aramide could vaguely remember that the scent lingered on Cole too. Aramide mirrored the smile on her daughter’s face, she was holding hands with someone – Cole. Aramide wasn’t sure she remembered when they had gotten together, but over the past two months, they had gotten closer. Ar
Aramide sighed as she stared into the mirror, she was dressed in a white gown and had a beautiful tiara on her newly styled hair. Her hands traced the jewelry on her neck and rested on the space between the jewelry and her off-shoulder dress – where the amulet rested. The one that bound her to her daughter for so many years. It had been a few months since Daniel died. Since he was buried and since Aracely had broken down in pain. The first few months had been horrible, Aracely barely ate or moved around, she was confined to the four walls of her room. Mercedes was devastated. She refused to look or even speak to Aramide. She blamed the brown-skinned woman for her brother’s death and she wasn’t wrong, to be honest. She was right. Aramide could still visualize the compounded images or Mercedes’ eyes with dark circles and her lips pursed into a line. Cole’s deep stares and sighs. The way his hands slowly ran through his
Bola groaned as she slowly opened her eyes, well, one eye. The thick smell of smoke filled her nostrils and she scrunched it up. She bit her lip as she glanced around, she knew something was wrong, yet she hadn’t been able to pinpoint what it was. She could recall going over the hospital that Aramide had been in to get Cole back. That man knew too many of her secrets and now, Aramide knew then too, she could also recall that Aramide had refused to let her take Cole. An argument ensued and things got a bit bloody from there, but how did this happen though? Had she been caught? Was she in prison? She desperately needed answers now. The blonde woman looked around from her place on the bed, she was slowly becoming aware of everything around her, the small night lamp beside the bed, the fact that the w
Aramide let out a shuddered breath as she walked towards the coffin in front of her. The coffin that had Daniel inside. She traced her hands over it and her eyes filled with tears all over again. it had been a few days already. They had all stalled the burial because Aracely insisted that she wanted to be there and deep down everyone was scared and reluctant to say goodbye. Nevertheless, they were all here now. The loss had always been a pain in the neck. Death? death never knocked — It never warned you — It never gave notice and it didn't even barge in. It came like a thief and it stole. it stole someone's life— someone's peace of mind — someone's source of happiness, someone's brother, sister, mother, father, daughter, son. Today Aramide had to say goodbye to someone who always wanted her to stay. She bit her lip. You only really know what you had till you lose it. till a
Bola grunted in pain as she continued down the sidewalk, stumbling into things as she struggled to see with only one eye open. She dragged herself across the ground as she tried not to fall unconscious. One of her hands was over her eyes with a cloth — trying to control the bleeding. Bola was sure that if she survived this—she would make Aramide pay for all the pain she was going through and the fact that she may lose her eye. After everything Aramide had taken from her, now, she wanted to steal her eyesight too? the woman was despicable in Bola's opinion. Bola knew that the probability of her surviving this was very slim. Yes, she had managed to escape before the cops arrived, but that didn't mean that there wasn't this lingering fear of what would happen if she got caught. The last thing she needed was to end up in a maximum prison cell for Daniel. That man wasn't w
“What's going on? Why is no one speaking up?” Aracely asked with worry etched on her features. She had just woken up, her hands clawed on the sheets as she tried to stabilize herself. It was obvious she was still weak and probably disoriented as well with the way her eyes navigated around the room, curiously breaking through her face like wrinkles. “It's not—" Mercedes tried but Aramide cut her off. “You need to be strong Aracely.” Aramide said as she walked over to her and held her hand, a smile spread across the girl's face. ”You are here,” She sighed in relief as her eyes filled with tears, they weren't of sorrow — yet. Aracely reached out for her mother and squeezed the woman's hands tight “What about Daniel? Where is he?" Aracely asked she tried to find him in the occupied room but Aramide was blocking her view. “He didn't come with? Did he go get something? Is he talking to s