The basement is very dimly lit; Daniel keeps on looking at the closed doors to make up what they hold behind them. A part of him is very paranoid and can’t believe that a complete stranger is helping him for no apparent reason. It’s quite unbelievable for him to wrap his head around the fact that someone won’t be asking for something in return from him, all his life he has been used; even his own mother used him for her own advantage.
“This is the only spare room we have, it’s quite small but I know you will manage.” Cheyenne splashing him a small and pushes a small door by the kitchen. Daniel slowly walks in and looks around the empty room. It has nothing; no even a bed. &
Daniel stares at the morning sun from inside the cafe, he closes his eyes and soaks in the sunlight that is falling on him through the glass wall by which he has been sitting on for quite some time now. Cheyenne is busy cleaning up the cafe with the other staffs as it is almost time to open up the cafe, she brought him along with her as she didn’t want him to feel alone. When she was getting ready Daniel had already woken up and was sneaking around the house; most probably so that he doesn’t make any sound and wake up the others. “Hey Daniel, what would you like to have for breakfast? We have nice pancakes you want some?” She asks after sta
“So what’s his deal?” Antony asks Cheyenne while helping her clean the dishes. Dinner time dishes are Cheyenne’s to do but Antony is helping her as she is tired after the long shift. “He was stuck in a mental asylum and he isn’t from here either he is a New Yorker.” She tells him while washing up the last plate. “How did he end up here in Chicago?” He wipes the plate and puts it on the rack. “I don’t know I didn’t want to make him uncomfortable with all the questioning but I know that he is madly in love with a girl and he wants to go to her.” She sighs while wiping her hand on the kitchen apron she is wearing. “Then why doesn’t he go to them? And he kind of creeps me out with his intense gaze, he doesn’t even talk much.” He walks to the fridge and takes ou
“Tell me about her tell us what happened to you.” Cheyenne makes Daniel sit on the couch beside her after bringing him down from the tattoo shop. “I don’t want to talk about the past.” Daniel stares at his lap silently. She slowly holds his chin and makes him look at her, his dried down tear stains are visible on his cheeks, his nose is a shade of crimson red due to him rubbing it constantly. A soft smile appears on her face while she wipes the residue of tears from his eyes. “Okay, fine we won’t talk about her but I think it will be wonderful if you started working in my cafe with me. What say? Won’t it be nice?” She asks him. Daniel slowly smiles at her and nods his h
It is a nice summer night, warm breeze blowing inside the cottage Isabelle and Zen are leaving in. She loves it, every moment of it. She is sitting by the open balcony and staring at the ocean while sipping on a cup of coffee. Tim is fast asleep in his room and Zen has gone out to do some business meetings. Even on vacation he has to work, Isabelle sighs and stares at the abundance of water in front of her. Her mind subconsciously slips to the memories of the past. A smile comes up on her face recalling moments she spent with Daniel planning a vacation just like this.She slowly puts down the coffee cup from her hand on the nicely polished wooden porch and starts w
“I’m sorry I don’t I... I’m sorry Zen.” She whispers looking down at her lap. “You are mine you hear me?! Just mine!” He gets in front of her and holds her face in his large hand and squeezes her
Isabelle gets on her elbows and stares at him while trying to catch her breath. He takes off his clothes and throws them on the floor and gets on the bed and stares down at her. It’s like her body is his temple and he wants to worship it forever. Her touch, her affection and mostly her tears give him a euphoric rush that he doesn’t get anywhere else. A part of him that is still sane knows how unhealthy his desires are, the things he gets pleasure out of are so vile and filthy that sometimes his own subconscious gets disgusted by him.“You don’t know what you do to me Belle, when his name falls out of your pretty lips it makes me so mad. It turns me into a monster, just hearing his name drives me crazy Isabelle. Then why do you keep doing it babygirl?” He slowly gets on top of her and cages her torso in between his muscular thighs. She stares at him, fear settling in her heart realizing how dark his aura got. A part of her knows the behavior Zen p
Cheyenne took Daniel to the nearby hospital with her where Peter took Anthony to. At first glance Peter was not having it; he controlled himself from losing his temper as they were in a hospital. She calmed Peter down and took Daniel to the waiting room with her.Now they are both sitting in the waiting room, side by side to each other. Daniel stares at the empty hallways of the hospital and starts dazing off into abyss. Cheyenne on the other hand, is very embarrassed of what she had done. “Hey um I hope I didn’t make things awkward between us.” She says to break the silence that was inching its way up to her mind causing her to replay the scene of them kissing in her head over and over again. “No, no no I... um it’s okay.” Daniel snaps out of his daze and looks at her and gives her a smile, after seeing how uncomfortable she looks.Cheyenne feels embarrassed and looks down at her lap and fidgets with her fingers. He sl
There’s an eerie feeling, ever since Isabelle and Zen came back from their vacation, she keeps on feeling a sense of unease. It at times feels like she is being watched by someone. Even if she is all alone in the house, yet she feels like she is not alone. She feels a presence of some sorts. She wanted to tell Zen about it but that might increase his paranoia even more. So, she just has been keeping it all to herself and trying to tell herself that she is just over thinking everything.“Mom?” Tim runs into the house with his backpack hanging on his back. Isabelle gets startled by the commotion and drops the tv remote that was in her hand. Tim comes to a halt and slowly approaches her, seeing how shocked she looks. “Mom? You okay?” He slowly places his backpack on the couch and slowly climbs up on the couch and sits by her. She lets out a deep breath and smiles at him and pulls him on her lap. “How was your day?” She care