Archie is seen riding recklessly on the road, the superbike seems so difficult for him to ride, but he doesn't know how to tell the people he almost crashes into that he's still an amateur.He's on his way to school and he's running late already, he fetches his phone from his pant pocket and checks the time to see he's already an hour late for school. He slides the phone back into his pant pocket, taking his gaze off the road.“Watch out where you're heading! You insolent fool!” Comes an angry voice of an aged woman, walking on the walkway of a prominent street.Archie whines as he couldn't fathom why the bike chooses to disgrace him. He lifts his gaze and smiles warmly at her. “I’m very sorry ma'am, my bike seems to be faulty, but I can assure you I still have it under control.” he hastily bows to the irritated woman who seems not to give a darn about his excuses.She rolls her eyes angrily. “Sell the stupid bike if it's giving you a problem, don't break my legs and start apologising
The doorbell chimes loudly, interrupting Melanie from the cake she is chiselling in the kitchen. She pauses and glances at the door wondering who is by the door. Who could it be? She couldn't tell.Suddenly, a thought creeps up her little mind, and she let out a muffled gasp.“Andy didn't tell me he would be coming in person. Did he?” she mumbles to herself as she peels off the gloves. “Does he not have an interview? Though he told me that!” Melanie marvels and rushes to get the door.She stops by the entrance gate and put in the password, she yanks the door open to reveal someone resting its back on the wall. “Hey, did you now know who possessed the…” Melanie trail off, seeing the person’s face from up close.Melanie’s eyes widened and her mouth fall slightly open.“Kayla!” She gasps in shock. “What are you doing here?” she groans as she steps aside for her to step in, not wanting to let her disappointment be known to her friend.Kayla scowled at her, she shoves Melanie out of the wa
*click**clack*Mr Gordon's shoes click on the floor dazzlingly as he makes his way out of the conference hall of one of his prosperous companies, in New Zealand. His secretary (Harley) trails quietly behind him, swaying her hips magnificently in a black short gown she put on, she held tightly onto the file in her hand and swirls her hair over her shoulder.None of them says anything as they enter the office that looks so much like his office in New York City. A black swirl leather seat hid behind a well-arranged office desk, and tons of files was placed on both sides of the desk with a MacBook Pro at the centre of the desk.A resting area at the far end of the vast room, a long circular sofa with a glass table in the middle. A flat-screen TV hung neatly on the wall, with a mini fridge in a corner.Mr Gordon hastily walks towards his desk and plunges into the seat. “What about the project cost of the building resort? Any news? Have you received the estimated budget and have you gone t
Melanie stands in front of her room window with her arms crossed on her chest. She let out a sigh as she stares intensely at the waterfall from the window. Her mind has travelled far as the thought of what's going to happen next troubles her mind. Which makes her gag in anxiety. Is she truly ready for the answer? How will she take it? Would he accept her?She's scared of the answers, even though she hasn't gotten them yet, but the truth is certainly going to hurt the two parties. With the little information she has huddled, she knew she was in trouble.Her mind drifts off to Andy and she wonders why he hasn't called her yet. Or, is he afraid for her also?“What could be delaying him?” she sighs sadly and turns around, resting her back on the wall. “Is the interview not over yet?” she groans, gripping her dress.A tear streamed down her cheek as she remembers the night she would never forget in her life. That night, has she not gone to that concert, it wouldn't have happened, right?S
Mr Gordon clutches tight at his head, running down the stairs like he's being spurred by hunting hounds. “Ahh,” he groans, pulling at his hair as a wave of neuralgia hit him. His head hurts badly and he needs something to make him stop reckoning about her.He sights Archie ascending the stairs, nodding his head to the song he's playing with his headphone. Mr Gordon shove him out of his way without caring to take a look if he had hurt the boy. He groans in pain as he makes his way down the stairs.He heads straight to the bar and plunges onto the stools, his eyes search the collection of drinks and randomly grabs a bottle of intoxicating liquor he didn't bother to check the brand. He flicks the lid open and moves the bottle to his lips, gulping the liquor mindlessly without hanging back to catch his breath. He abruptly stops drinking from the bottle and moves the liquor away from his mouth; gasping for breath; he hasn't noticed how much breath he had held in until he moves the bottle
‘Yes, the necklace.’ he grins wildly, marching towards her, caring less about the broken bottle that is scattered everywhere.Melanie move back in fear, she didn't do anything wrong to him but she never can tell.Mr Gordon grips tight at her arm and forcefully pulls her towards him. Eyes widened in shock. “Alfred, what are you doing?” Melanie manage to ask. Her eyes ran up and down his face as Mr Gordon rip off the upper part of her dress.He sneers before pushing her to the wall, her head hit the rail and she let out a painful hiss. “I know who you are.” Mr Gordon hollers, his nails piercing into her skin as her back pressed tightly against the wall.Archie watch with tears in his eyes as his father assaulted Melanie. He doesn't know what to do. He doesn't like how his father is slowly going back to the monster he used to be; he doesn't like how he's hurting Melanie either. He does not know the things going on with him, but no matter what it is, he doesn't want them to argue. Talk m
Watching the car drive out of the gate with his fist clenched tight to his side. Mr Gordon grits his teeth until he feels pain ensuing from his gum.The eerie winds blow, almost sweeping him off his feet. He turns around and walks back inside the house with guilt that cramps his heart. “I never mean to let them go. Sending her out wasn't in the plan. I just want to threaten her and forbid her from seeing Andy, why did I let my anger control me?” he sob quietly as he make his way up to the stairs. Climbing with his head down, glaring hard at the smooth tiles.Tears stream down his eyes, almost blinding his sight. His legs quiver with each step he takes. Mr Gordon stretches out his hand, gripping the rail tightly to support his weight. He funnily finds his body heavy for his legs to carry.“Melanie!” he shrieks, sliding his grip off the rail. He tries to climb another step on his own but his legs failed him. He twists his ankle and tumbles on the floor.His head hit hard on the floor,
*May 2018*Melanie's p.o.vIt was the night my favourite K-pop boy band had their first concert in NYC. I have been a fan of theirs since their debut and I've always been waiting for a day I’d finally get to meet them. It was during my final year in school, a time when students used to get serious with their studies. I couldn't just stay at the hostel knowing my favourite idol was having a concert in my vicinity.No fangirl would do such a thing!I packed up my bag, filled it with my merch and dragged Kayla with me as we made our way to the arena. Kayla wasn't a fan of them she knew nothing about these guys. But because she was an overprotective friend, she decided to accompany me to the arena. We got there right on time and I watched the guys walk up to the stage in their glory; it was a beautiful sight to behold.The audience roared in excitement, waving their merch in the air as the boys started to sing. I sang along with them as I felt their songs ease my stressed soul. I though
TWO WEEKS LATERMelanie got discharged from the hospital a week earlier, she has been told by Alfred everything that happened that night and what happened after.She cried bitterly after hearing that her only friend, Kayla lost her life in the fight.Today, she choose to spend her day with her friend and let her know how much she misses her.The car pulls to a halt at the front gate of the police cemetery. Melanie opens the door before Alfred could get the door for her. She adjusts her sunglasses and steps down from the car.She walks over to the back seat and fetches a box. Alfred walks over to her and takes the box from her, guarding her to where Kayla’s body was lying to rest.Getting there, Melanie bursts into tears as she sees the burial stone of her dear friend. She goes on her knees, wailing profusely as she caresses the name on the burial stone with her thumb.“My dear Kayla, is this you?” she grips her chest as more tears roll down her cheeks.“Idiot?!” she sniffs, wiping her
A MONTH LATERMelanie’s eyes flutter open, slowly adjusting to the bright light of the hospital room. Her sights are groggy and disoriented, trying to make sense of where she is and what had happened. Her body feels heavy and weak, her limbs moving slowly and with difficulty. As her senses return, she becomes aware of the beeping machines around her, the scent of antiseptic in the air, and the bustling activity of the medical machines around her.She turns her head sideways to see Alfred, sitting on a chair beside her bed with his back to the wall. He seemed to be asleep.Melanie smiles, seeing how cute he looks even when he's asleep.“Alfred?” she calls out to him, her voice so low that she could not hear her own voice.Since she finds it hard to talk, she presses a button beside her bed which makes a loud noise.Alfred jerks up and rushed up to her, he seems shocked to see her staring at him with a smile on her face.“Melanie? You're awake?” Alfred gasps, he goes on his knees and w
“March?!” Kayla laughs wildly, she grabs hold of the pillar and pulls herself up. She staggered and chuckles lightly. She rests her palm on the wall to steady herself.March stands there, watching Kayla like she's in a movie. She doesn't understand why Kayla's laughing so hard, even though she just got shot in her thigh.“You…?” Kayla burst into a pearl of laughter, tears roll down the break of her eyes and she hastily wipes them off. “What is the meaning of this, detective?” she looks everywhere for her gun, but it is too dark that she couldn't see where she had dropped it.March scoff, she find it insulting to be called that title after all she's been doing.“Detective? Yes!” March grin, “Currently? Nope!” she beams as if what she's saying makes any sense to her, she tilts her head and puffs out air.“I got fired!” she whines, rubbing the bottom of the gun on her head. “After all the excellent work that I did, it only took one scheme from my colleagues to get me fired!” she scoffed
Eerie silent take over the room as they stare at Kayla in shock. “What the fuck are you doing here?” Harley gasp, her hold on Granny Vera tighten, piercing her nails into her rough skin.The old woman’s whimpers which make Kayla bite her lips in anger.“Huh, what do you mean by that? you held my friend and her family hostage, it's natural that I should be here to take them, don't you agree with me?” Kayla replies with a shrug, her aim on the trigger tightening as she gives Mia a dark stare from the corner of her eyes.Mia runs her hands through her hair. “Shit, you caused this. Why the hell did you let your little cousin get involved?” She stumps her foot on the floor, sending Harley a death glare. She grabs Melanie from the floor, her palms curling around Melanie's neck and presses her neck until her fingers leave an imprint on her skin. She spits on Melanie’s face and pushes her to the wall.Melanie whimper as soon as her head collided with the wall. She groans in pain and quickly c
“Miss Officer, I think Mom is in danger.” Archie cries out, he hugs Kayla tightly, ruining her shirt with his tears.Kayla put her hand on his back, rubbing her hand on his back, trying to calm him down. “Hey, I don't know how you get to know about this but that's why we’re here, we are here for her and we will do everything to get her out of there.” Kayla exhales heavily, she releases Archie from the brief hug and stares deep into his eyes.“What’s going on, do you know what happened to her?” Archie whispered, his brown eyes staring deep into Kayla’s forest green eyes, searching for an answer from her eyes.“Um, I kind of know what happened and I think I could sort everything out if you quietly stay here and wait here for us.” Kayla clears her throat, she takes a few steps backwards but Archie grabs her hand and she arches her brows. “What? Don't you want to stay here?” she asks, wondering why he's holding her hand when he ought to hop into the car.“I can't stay here, I want to go
Alfred cries bitterly while listening to the confession Mia and Harley were making, through the bug. Kayla smirked and tighten her grip on the steering wheel. None of them could believe that their closest person was the one behind everything.“Who would think my cousin could do such a thing!” Kayla laughs in amusement. Right now all she's feeling is rage.“Kayla, I trusted her with everything. I've loved and adored her all these years and I never for once had the thought that she might be behind her death. She always talked about Selena with a smile on her face.” Alfred sobs quietly, clutching tight at his phone in his hand.“Mia too?! I never thought someone that I took as my sister would plant my death because of a mere fortune, why?” he ask no one in particular. “If she should have sat me down and narrated everything to me, I would have told my uncle to forget about giving me anything, I've had enough, I don't need any of my father's properties, I should have told them to take eve
Melanie's p.o.v“Hello, my dear, Melanie!” a cheerful, yet deadly voice says my name by the door, followed by a pair of legs walking in.I glance at the door and the sight before me left my mouth hanging open in shock.I feel a sickening chill run through my body and blood draining from my system as I drop to my knees from the shock of what I'm seeing. “You!” I scream in terror as I watch Harley enter the room with my baby, Skye in her grips.“What are you doing here with my child, Harley?” I yell, I try breaking free and run up to save my child from these demons, but again, I couldn't break free from the rope that tied me down to the iron chair.“Relax baby girl, nothing is going to happen to your family, only if you do what we want,” Harley smirks down at me and I feel the urge to punch her in the face.Terror is visible on my baby's face, she's afraid of the scene before her and fears they might do something to her if I let her remain in their possession. The tears on her face call
Melanie woke up to the sound of a heavy booth thumping on the floor, she groans and opens her eyes only to meet with blurry faces in the room. She tries moving her hands but she feels her hands have been tied to her back.“Ahh,” she groans. Shaking her head to steady her vision but it seems impossible.“Guess someone is finally awake after being asleep for over an hour.” A voice chuckles beside her which makes her almost jump from her seat.Melanie twirl her face to where the voice is coming from, she could swear she has heard that voice before but she doesn't remember where.“Who… Who are you?” She grumbles and then a bucket of chill water was poured on her head from the back, the water dripping down from her head to her toes.Melanie shiver as her vision become clear and her eyes met with the clear face of the lady in front of her. “Mia Gordon!” she gasps in shock, moving back a little on her seat which makes the iron chair make an awful noise.“Yes,” Mia chuckle standing up from th
It has been a while since Melanie left the house to get groceries at the nearby store. Archie who has been waiting outside for her return gets tired of waiting and decides to go look for her at the store.He walks into the living room to see Granny Vera pacing to and fro in the living room. Archie moves his gaze to the couch to see Skye sleeping soundly on the couch. He carefully walks up to Granny Vera in an attempt to not wake the girl up from sleep.“Granny Vera, didn't you say the store is just a stone's throw from here?” he ask the poor woman who has been worried sick about her daughter, who has went to get groceries exactly an hour ago.“Yes, the store is just a few blocks away from here and she ought to have gotten back by now.” She replies, her voice breaks due to how cold she feels.“Oh,” Archie sighs for the nth time. “Have you tried calling her? I call her here and she's not picking up,” he complains, showing his phone to the woman.“I tried calling, but her line was not r