GORDON’S P.O.VI walk inside my room, feeling mad at myself for being a dick. She's just worried about the poor boy and I'm reacting like a gull.I kick the door closed and drag my feet towards my bed. I plunge onto the bed and face-palm myself.“I hope she doesn't have the wrong idea.” I sigh and roll under the duvet.I close my eyes to sleep but I couldn't sleep, I feel restless and I know what's happening.“Today is Saturday,” I screamed and jumped off the bed like someone that is being chased.I rush to my study furniture and grab my mini jotter.I pick it up and flip through the pages.“It’s today!” I exclaimed with my hands pressed to my mouth.My eyes dilate on their own and I feel my head become heavy. I grab my head with both palms and I squeeze my eyes in pain.“Ahhhh!” I moaned in pain, panting heavily as I begin to recall the memories that I never wish to remember.Flashback“Alfred, where are we?” Selena asks as I open the door to the cabin, after looking left and
The heavy clicking of a pair of pacekeeper boots echoes through the deserted street.She suddenly halt on her track and sniff in the fragrance of someone behind her.She look to the left and see a route that leads to the town old gambling territory. She gaze at her right with the corner of her eyes without moving her head.She see that there's only one building there which is no other than the children bookstore.‘Good!’ she sigh and clutch tight at the iron rod in her hand. The chain that's attached to the rod lay violently in her hand and she tightened her grip on it.She shakes her head and proceed her walk, she take the route by her left and increase her pace as the footsteps at her back also become hastily.She scramble towards the old gambling shack and she punched on the broken glass window and she crawl in through the window.There, she stands strong on her feet, in the shabby spacious room and she hears a bang on the door. The door creep open and she smirk when she hears foot
MELANI’S P.O.VI dipped the towel inside the bowl of cold water and squeeze it gently before moving it to Mr Gordon’s face.I wipe his forehead with the towel and I watch him breathe soundly through his patted mouth that opened slightly.Earlier, after kissing me on my lips and calling out the name “Selena” I know he's not himself and I'm not mad at him.But a part of me is angry at him for not seeing me for who I am.After much struggle, he finally fall asleep with his head on my lap.I went downstairs to fetch a bowl from the kitchen and a bottle of cold water from the fridge to wipe his sweaty forehead.I couldn't sleep as different thoughts run through my mind.‘What if he wakes up tomorrow and forgets about everything that's happening now?’ I thought with a sad look plastered on my face and I couldn't help the sighs that follow.‘What if he gets angry at me again, for touching his face?’ I groan when I couldn't stop thinking.“Isn’t he the one that asks me to pat him to sle
The purring of a cat wakes Kayla from her deep sleep. She yawns and covers her mouth with the back of her hand. She rolls her eyes tiredly and stretches her figure lazily on the affluent bed that she sleeps on. “Ahh!” she winches in pain when her hand mistakenly hit the side of her face. She brings her hand up to her face and rubs the side of her face, with her thumb. Suddenly, something jumps on her and she sprang up to her two feet, slapping off whatever thing jumped on her with her left hand. She moves her hand to the side of her body, attempting to bring out a handgun, but seems surprised when she couldn't feel it. She stares at her body to see that she's clad in a white baggy nightie that swallows her body. Her mouth twisted in surprise, couldn't remember having this nightie in her collection. Standing on the floor her eyes roam around the room, then drifted her gaze to the king-size bed and her gaze later meet with a cat on the bed. “Oh, dear!” Kayla gasps and rushes ba
MELANIE’S P.O.VMy head snaps to the door the moment I hear that voice.Wait, what is he doing here? I didn't know what to say or do at the moment. I glance at Mr Gordon who also seems to be lost in his thoughts.I mean, Archie is his son, the son whom he doesn't want to have around him and also, Archie must not find him here either. Archie trusts me, even if it's a little bit, still trusts me and I can't shatter his trust in me.There comes another knock on the door and a stupid idea poop in my head. I rush to the closet and grab a hair towel.I tied it on my head and grab a bottle of water behind Mr Gordon. I splash the water on my face and I rush for the door.I can feel Mr Gordon’s eyes gored on my skin, I leave him to watch on since I have a big boy to deal with.“Hey, you okay?” I flung the door open a bit, popping my face out of the door with the towel hanging tightly on my head.“Oops, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were in the bathroom I wouldn't have disturbed.” H
Melanie’s P.O.VI gather enough courage and stand on my feet. My hands are a little shaking from what I heard but I encourage myself by clenching my fist on both sides.I don't have any relationship with Mr Gordon so I shouldn't let any of these get to me.The relationship that his family thinks we have is nothing but an act. If he has his reasons for starting it, so I'm going to stop at nothing until I help him get what he wanted.He's not as evil as they claimed. After seeing the frightened side of him last night, I realised that he also has an inner wound that he's nursing which seems like no one knows about it.I rest my back on the counter and I sigh as I'm already confused about what I should do. I'm mentally exhausted and I don't know what to think at the moment.For the first time in five years, my brain went blank. Everything in my head seems like it has been deserted, I don't feel anything in there which makes me wonder if I'm doing the right thing by getting myself involved
Clammy rays of light shine through the glassy window of Mr Gordon’s room. He walk gently to the window and part the curtain sideways. There, he stands in front of the mammoth window of his room, gazing at the compound from up there.A light sigh escape his red plump heart shape mouth and he moves his hands to his waist. Caressing the side of his waist with his thumb through the plain black shirt he's putting on.Then, Melanie walks into the room, closing the door behind her.She trace her steps to his back and stop right behind him, exhaling through her mouth before speaking up.“You ask me to meet you here, sir… Alfred.” She says to him as soon as she finds the right way to announce her presence.“Mel…” He turns, facing her with his mouth watering face, his eyes flicker under the damp ray. There is a dribble of sweat on his forehead.“Do you think I'm pushing things too far?” He asks. There's a worried frown on his face. Worrying that he might endanger her life, by sending her to ha
Melanie glance at her room door, peeking out from her hidden place to know when Archie will be out of her room.She hides quietly behind the rail, with her eyes wide open. Watching out for the little boy to exit her room.Just then, there comes the sound of the opening door. She heaves a sigh of relief when she sees Archie working out of the room, grinning widely. She scoffs dumbly at him, and without making a sound she steps out of her hiding.“Oh, Lord! Thank you.” She puffs out air, does a cross sign then proceeds to walk back to her room.“I’m tired of them.”She stares into space, “Everyone of the Gordos.” She groans, dragging her feet towards her bed.She takes her to sit at the edge of her bed and picks up her phone when her eyes imprecisely land on the poor phone, beside the nightstand lamp.She decides to check her social media handle since she doesn't have anything to do at the moment. Logging into her insta account, notification starts flooding her phone which makes her wan