Coming back, I was staring out of the window of the bus. My mind was light-headed. Repeating unwanted memories on loop which only pricked my heart.‘Don’t you fucking dare to cross your path with mine again, Annalise.’Stop…‘I want you to love me the same way I love you, Annalise!’“Stop it, stop it, stop it.” Whispering under my breath, I shut my eyes, lowering my head, covering my face in my hand.Heavy breaths left my lips when memories I tend to leave behind long ago, memories I should have burned began to knock on my door to break me apart.“Get out of my mind. I am sorry, I am so sorry. Leave my mind, please.” A muffled voice escaped my lips, shutting my eyes, not wanting to open them and flush out sensations collecting in my chest.It has happened, it was all in the past.I keep telling myself this yet I couldn’t control it. I couldn’t control my thoughts, my emotions were slipping and I must stop it from creating another mess.I reached home and took a few deep breaths befo
I didn’t remember when I fell asleep last night. I was thinking until my thoughts exhausted me and abysmal darkness took over me. When I returned to work on Monday, I could feel a fire of rage brimming in my chest. Questions whose answers only he could provide.We were in his cabin, I delivered him a file but didn’t leave and continued to glare at him.Noticing my expression, he called coldly, "What?" "You are insensitive." I growled, which deepened his frown."Watch your tongue, Annalise." He warned, closing the file, giving me a chance to repent by apologizing."How could you do this? When you were engaged to Victoria then why did you target me for revenge?" I asked in a low growl. Arching one brow at my visage, he rose from his seat."So what if I am engaged?" Asserting his dominance, he walked towards me which purloined the strength in my legs."Not that I have an affair with you… unless ‘you’ want one." He began to say huskily, stopping right in front of me. Hand in his poc
THIRD POV PAST. In a prestigious educational institute, nineteen year old Annalise was in her senior year. Living her life to the fullest. Her Father was a teacher there so she got her admission there as well. “Elise!” A screeching sound called her when her classmate ran to her. “What?!” Annalise was resting on the bench, her face covered with her hands. The center of attention of her class, the type of person everyone wanted to befriend. Good grades, a good reputation- except she failed once and now working hard and except one person had sworn to ravage it. “Vincent and his people had surrounded Victoria again! She is crying!” He informed her, out of breath but thrilled to see the fight which was about to take place. Getting up immediately, she slammed her hand down, infuriated at Victoria who was always targeted by Vincent for being her best friend. “God, that woman, I have told her to not cross her path with that bastard but no…” Growling, she got up, rushing to help
And before they knew it, they were in the principal’s office, hanging their heads low. Furious at each other, sending daggers for being stuck here with no escape anymore. “Bastard.” She growled in a whisper. “Shut up, Witch.” He growled back. Clearing his throat, Mr White glared at them to stop this and focus on the Principal’s words. “Annalise White and Vincent Beckham, we let you two off with a warning last time but this is enough. You guys have made this whole place a playground.” The principal’s outraged resonance came, sealing their lips. The dread they were discarding was before them. The consequences. They realized the trouble they were into, worrying them immensely. “You guys are adults, you should have been aware of your responsibilities but since you are not, this is your reminder to amend bonds before it’s too late.” Pointing this finger at them, he gave them a proper punishment in order to make them realize about their actions. “Both of you are suspended for th
Gasping, Annalise took a step back, mouth gaped, not believing his Father hit his son openly. Shutting his eyes, Vincent looked away, curling his hand in a fist. But, the sorrow which plastered on his features was clear. His action hurt him. “I am sorry, Father, please. I swear, I didn’t mean to.” His trembling tone came, shaking a little.Holding the hem of her dress, she never fathomed Mr Beckham to take this action without thinking twice or asking before. “It was just for fun-” He tried to reason with extreme difficulty. Clearly, disquiet crept on his features. “Did I let you remain in that damn institute for fun!?” He yelled, hitching Vincent’s breath. Explaining the reason why Vincent was dreading.“I shouldn’t have listened to you and continued your studies here. I should have sent you far away to become a better man.” He growled, losing his patience with Vincent who was fretful, wiping his eyes with his sleeves.“I am sorry, Father. But, why do you always want me to leave?
The next day, Vincent was sitting alone, thinking about how Annalise saved him from his Father’s wrath. He couldn’t grasp why she did that.He tried to shift his thoughts, tried to divert them but was unable to, the sight of her tears for his compassion were before him.“Tsk.” Gritting his teeth, he curled his hand in a fist until a hand offered him a can of coke.“Want one?” Looking up, he saw Annalise taking a sip from hers, standing beside him, arching a brow with her usual cheeriness.Rolling his eyes off, he took the can rudely, turning his head away.“Why did you help me? I didn’t want your sympathy nor think I would be in your debt.” He asked what bothered him the most.Chuckling, she sat beside him, flabbergasting everyone in the vicinity to find those two next to each other but she continued to stare at his bewitching features.“My mind’s functioning is impaired, my body acts on its own. Or else, why would ‘I’ save ‘you’? You deserve two slaps.” Smirking, she pushed him fro
At the party, Annalise dressed up temptingly, having all eyes on her and Victoria. Smirking at the attention, Annalise chuckled, turning to her friends and noticed Victoria lost in her thoughts.“Hey, what happened?” Asking happily, she stood next to her, scanning the club to find someone. “Is Vincent gonna come?” Victoria asked, fidgeting her fingers, confusing Annalise. “Why are you asking, Victoria? Who cares if he is going to come or not?” Laughing a little, Annalise couldn’t apprehend her reason for worry but sighing, Victoria kept her mouth shut.“I just want you to end your hostility with him.” She whispered, trying not to look at any guy. “Don’t have another option, my future is on the line. I cannot disappoint my parents again.” She chuckled, pushing her hairs back, smirking back at the random guy. “Elise-” Taking a deep breath, Victoria was about to share her feelings for Vincent with Annalise but shaking her head, Annalise waved her hand towards her to shrug this matt
A month passed in the blink of an eye, reaching the point where Annalise and Vincent became great friends, understanding each other, and spending quality time together.“Thanks for helping us, Vincent.” Annalise smiled when he helped her with her assignment. She didn’t call him, he dropped by her place himself as being with her family tranquilized him. “I only came for the cake. Helping you was not part of it.” He mumbled, leaning against his seat, making her frown.One thing about their friendship, Vincent loved coming to Annalise’s place, he loved spending time with her family, love seeing how a family should be unlike his. “Can’t you just be nice once?” Annalise hissed, throwing a cushion at him.“I could never bring myself to be nice to you.” Smirking, he caught it, pissing her off.“Guys, come on.” Victoria who was also there called them sadly, not preferring her crush and best friend bickering.“If you are saying I will stop then. You are so weak-hearted, I definitely didn’t
5 YEARS LATER.I was setting the school bag of my four years old son, Jamie. He was messy just like his Father. Sighing, I was putting the lunch and placing the books properly.“Can I take Dahlia to school with me? Please, please, please?” Jamie called me excitedly, pointing at his Father and three months old sister who were sleeping on the couch in the hall.“No, you cannot.” I sighed, frowning at the pair and giving him his bag.“Look, Mama, Papa and Dahlia are sleeping on the couch.” He giggled, clinging onto my arm.Actually, Dahlia was not sleeping last night and Vincent said proudly that he could take better care and took her outside and look at them now.Half of his body was hanging from the couch, holding Dahlia.“Ah, him.” I giggled, shaking my hand after seeing how uncomfortable he must be.“What are they doing outside?” Jamie asked, tugging my sleeves.“Your Papa proudly accepted he could take better care of Dahlia and seems like he is stubborn in proving it.” I sighed, set
ANNALISE. I was carefully listening to his words, how his eyes were refusing to greet mine and it was aching me but he couldn’t see. He was not looking at me in the first place to notice the tears glistening in my eyes. “Come. Let’s end this pointless relationship.” And I lost my forbearance when he dared to speak what I cannot have imagined, releasing the tears I managed to suppress so far. And brimming with fury, I slapped him hard to knock some senses into his damn mind which astonished him to no extent. “How dare you call our marriage pointless?!” I whisper-yelled. Grabbing the collar of his shirt outrageously with tears scattered over my cheeks. “Annalise?” He called me hesitantly at my unforeseen action as I forced him to stare into my desperation, to witness my love and despair too. I wanted him to see my condition. “Do you have any idea how deeply I am in love with you? That I have given my all to our marriage?” I asked desperately, shaking him a little to hear m
After I mindlessly hit Edmond and lost myself, unable to control myself, the neighbors came and forced me to stop until the cops came and took me away.I was looking down the whole time, not moving an inch with an anguish stacking in my chest, I was heartbroken. I felt devastated for losing control and doing what I shouldn’t.Something is seriously wrong with me. Here, in the station, I was locked up and Annalise was talking to Edmond.“I am begging you, Edmond, please, don’t file a case against Vincent.” Their voices were faint but I could hear how my Annalise was begging Edmond to not send me to jail. Tears brimmed in my eyes as I kept staring at my hands out of woe. I didn’t want to hurt anyone. I didn’t want to make Annalise cry. This is not who I am, that is not who I should be.I am sorry, I am so sorry…“Edmond, please…” She continued to beg Edmond for her husband’s image. I had never been behind the bars in my entire life. I felt horrible, I was never like this and with
The next morning, I was in my bed, refusing to move an inch. My head was throbbing in pain. I couldn’t move my body, it was burning.It was because of the stress, whenever I worried too much, my body began to burn, my head began to hurt terribly and I didn’t know how to deal with this ordeal.For a while, I remained motionless, covering myself with the blanket until the tenderest hand of my angelic wife dragged the sheets down from me. “Vincent. Wake up.” She whispered softly.Removing the duvet and sitting next to me. “I don’t want to.” I groaned, turning to my side, hiding my face in the pillow, not in the mood to move. I had borne with this feverish feeling before when she was here, I wanted to display that I am in pain and stay with me.Before I was alone, I had no one to take care of him so no matter what state, I must go to work but I have a reason to stay.I won’t go today.“Why?” She called but I refused to listen to her. Glancing from my shoulder, I looked at her timidly,
VINCENT.The following week, limitless thoughts were roaming in my mind. I was tense, I was perturbed about what I should do that could save my marriage. I could feel it under my fingernails that things were on the verge of falling apart all because of my behavior and I was impotent to stop it.I failed to control, I failed to keep her happy. In fact, I made her cry after promising myself that I wouldn’t.I feel worthless. I feel terrible.It was Sunday, my soul was at solace to hold my love. We were spooning on the bed, I was holding her, her back pressed over my chest.“How are you feeling now?” I whispered, biting her earlobe when she woke up from her nap.Annalise was having a headache constantly so I massaged her head until she fell asleep and took a nap with her as well.“Better.” She hummed, relaxing in my arms, smiling tenderly.I hummed and shifted, sitting up slowly. Worried how to confront her about what I knew I must. I couldn’t lose my love with my own hand.I cannot mak
“YOU ARE A LIAR!” The sound of his thundering cries echoed in the room and they hurt me in a way I was unable to recover. The sound I unintentionally created. He covered his mouth, sobbing. And I couldn’t bear it, his sorrow was immeasurable and it made me guilty. Shutting my eyes, I screamed to release the shame gathered inside me.“I AM SORRY! I AM SORRY! I AM SORRY!” Crying my anguish out, I held the hem of my dress. My tears were flowing, he was not the only person whose heart was torn apart. The regret that was built inside me had already stolen my mental peace. I don’t want to hear from him that I am his culprit. I know I am.“I will apologize as many times as you want, Vincent but please don’t be away from me.” Crying, I came closer, tears rolled down my cheek. My body was deprived of strength, I accidentally stumbled on my steps but Vincent held my arms to refrain me from falling.“Be careful!” He gasped quickly to hold me. He couldn't watch me falling or getting hurt
“That I am going to steal you from this world and ensnare in a way, only ‘I’ would exist.” My breath hitched, my eyes widened in terror when I sensed Vincent’s dominant form before me, glaring down at my body which made my soul immobilized. “Vincent…?” Swallowing hard, I forced my weak orbs to look up at his assertive form. He rested his hand over the headrest and placed our heads adjacent.I shivered violently when the fumes emitting from him were felt by my skin. Unable to utter another sound, I knew he was furious. I gasped when his hand from the headrest moved across and rested over my shoulder, giving it a lethal grip which warned me not to do anything vacuous.“That you are going to become mine in an exquisite way that nobody would be able to stop me from possessing you.” “Vincent, please-”I was about to plead but he leaned down to my ears and growled seductively, burning my skin with his minty breath.“That you are going to become. All. Fucking. Mine.” I trembled, glanci
There were countless questions and thoughts roaming wildly in my mind, thoughts that I wanted to share with someone to find and know what was happening.He cannot keep an eye on my actions, that is not okay. I won’t let it.And I knew for it, I had to do what might outrage him but I must do it.Before Vincent could come looking for me, I wanted to seek answers so I called Edmond to meet me in a restaurant.I was anxiously waiting for him, my hands were freezing by the thought of Vincent’s fury. It was scaring me, It was stressing me out.“I didn’t expect you to call me here. What happened? Is your fairytale coming to an end?” Edmond came, smirking mockingly at me but I growled at him.“Shut up. I have called you here to know everything.” I hissed in a low tone. He chuckled and took a seat, arching one eyebrow.“Everything? I thought I was a liar and the bad guy here.” He taunted, leaning back on his seat.Inhaling deeply, I was not in the mood for argument so I came to the main conce
ANNALISE.After spending a memorable and unforgettable time alone, away from everything we returned back, back to our routine and I was feeling strange lately.I didn’t expect Vincent to get this furious because of my harmless prank. I was only kidding around but the way he got perturbed, that made me worried.I wanted him to improve but I agree it would take time. Vincent is attached to me, he couldn’t fathom losing me. I am all he has after all. He was like that all his life, of course that would take time for him to adjust, to settle. Marriage is a sacred and big responsibility, we need time.Vincent was humming to himself, his towel over his head as water dripped to his tempting exposed chest. He was about to leave to grab his white but I stopped him.“Love, I can get your white shirt.” I spoke sweetly, stopping him in his tracks, smiling sweetly.“No, no, it’s okay.” He chuckled nervously, stopping me.“Come on,” I whined, pushing him back playfully with a wink. I like doing sm