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
Melanie’s p.o.vIt has been a week since we left the mansion and I can say I'm doing a good job of taking care of my two children. I’d drop them off at school in the morning and they will hail a cab back home in the afternoon.After telling Archie what happened in the past, he was still confused about the house, well, he told me he had been to Mom’s former house before and he was curious about how the house changed. Well, I got Mom our new home a day before the incident. My daughter was so happy that she begged Mom to put her on the phone. She thanked me and told me how much she loves me; something she has never done before.I was literally broke after paying for the house with my last card. I decide to get back to the company and see if I'm still eligible to work at the Gordons. I never heard from Alfred and I tried calling him on several occasions but his line was not reachable.I would be lying if I say I'm not worried about him. He's my baby-daddy after all.I have resumed back to
Melanie’s p.o.vSitting on the reading desk in my room, I have a stack of unfinished files on my desk to work on and I have to complete it this night. I decided to work from home today, just so I could escape from my stalker. At least I will be safe at home than on the street.I called March earlier this morning and informed her that I won't be able to come to work. She pester me until I had to lie to her again. I told her I was sick and I won't be able to drive myself to work. After telling me ‘sorry’, and a lot of ‘you will be fine’, she hung up the call and I couldn't ask for more.It's night already and I've been working my ass off since daybreak. I raised the last file to my face, checking out what was written in it. Honestly, I have been going through this particular file for the past fifty minutes and I could swear I don't understand a shit that was written in the file. “How now?” I groan tiredly, dropping it back to the table. “Just when I thought I’ll finally get everything
Kayla steps down from the cab, pays the driver and watches him drive away without wasting any seconds. She glance at the hotel in front of her eyes and she let out a muffled scream. The hotel is a five-star hotel and it has been booked for the night ‘just for her’.Her shoulder-length hair is shining under the moonlight. Her long black dress sweeps the floor after her; the slit on her dress exposes her sexy long legs every moment she takes a step. She wears light makeup that you wouldn't notice she is wearing unless she tells you. Her long fingers curl around her red purse.A lady in a white long-sleeve shirt over a black pencil skirt walks up to her, she stops right in front of Kayla and bows slightly to her. Kayla had her eyes fixed on the lady's leg and her mouth curved in a beautiful smile, seeing how the lady’s legs rest perfectly inside her black heels.“Ms Dean,” the lady called, jotting Kayla out of her thoughts. “This way please,” she says in a British accent that makes Kayla
Kayla’s p.o.vI slam my fist against the steering wheel, driving recklessly to Gordon's mansion. ‘Shit’, I curse under my breath. The bug makes a buzz and I hastily fix it on my ear. I couldn't hear anything other than the sound of moving vehicles.“Shit! They're taking her in their car.” I know that much, if it's Melanie’s car they're taking I would have gotten the location by now.It's all my fault! She trusted me with her life and I betrayed her. My best friend is in danger and the only thing I could do is to go on a stupid date. How nice of me! “Melanie will be so scared; she doesn't have the mind for all this.” I sniffle back my tears. This is not the time to wail, but I couldn't stop my tears, they have a mind of their own.“I won't forgive myself if they hurt Mel.” I tighten my grip on the steering wheel, boiling in anger. I grab my phone from the passenger seat and stare at the blank screen for a while.I punch in some digits and put a call across to the PI I have in the Gord