ALVIRA’S POVWe walked around a bit before we found a bench that overlooked the horizon. It was perfect with the perfect angle for us to watch the sunset. It was beautiful. I could see myself coming here often just to watch the sunset and most definitely have a cup of ice cream while at it. I made a mental note to bring Clarissa here once in a while. We sat and watched the sun slowly set as we licked our ice cream. Suddenly, the awkwardness that we felt during the elevator ride was back and for a while we just kept silent, each of us lost in our thoughts as the sounds in the background faded. It was there but it felt like we were each in another world of our own. Or so I thought. Soon, I was tired of silence, I could no longer sit still like everything was okay. “What are you doing here?” I asked, making him turn to look at me, surprisingly surprised that I was the one who broke the silence. Or maybe it was because of the question, I could not say. “What do you mean?” He asked. “
ALVIRA’S POVI looked up at him, his eyes sad and hopeful. I wanted to lunge at him and hold him so close and tell him yes. That I have forgiven him ever since I opened the door to him. I was going to forgive him a million and one times over and over if it meant that I would have him by my side for the rest of my life. However, I could not help but worry about what Clarissa would think of me if I so readily gave in and let him back in. The look of disappointment on her face alone was enough to have me rethinking my decision. Yes, he had hurt me so badly with his actions and I could not just let it go. As much as I was willing and ready to forgive him and let him back into my life, I knew that I was going to need time to truly forgive him and let go of the pain that he had caused me. For a good three long minutes, we sat in silence, my mind in an emotional turmoil as I struggled between my head and my heart while his eyes glistened with hope as he stared down at me.“Well?” He aske
ALVIRA’S POVWe walked back to the house, the moon now on full display in its crescent glory. The streetlights were switched on as we walked past the different paths that we had hiked on in time past. We walked in a comfortable silence, as opposed to the tension that hovered over us when we had first left the house. We had not completely or even remotely talked about what our future would hold but for now, we were making progress and that was all that mattered. Soon, we had gone past the park and down the lane to my apartment, the path buzzing to life with couples who were taking their evening stroll as well as students who were coming back from classes. We got to my door and I turned to find Carter already leaning down so that his face was mere inches from mine. I took a quick inhale of breath as my eyes widened. “I am sorry. I just really needed to get a taste of your lips before I went back home.” He said. “Oh! Okay. That is okay.” I said. In less than a second, I felt his li
ALVIRA’S POV“Took you guys long enough” Clarissa called out as soon as I closed the door behind me. I jumped. “Jesus Christ, ‘Rissa! You scared the living daylight out of me.” I squealed in horror.“It is past eight, Alvira. There is no living daylight here.” she said, sarcasm dripping out of her voice. “Come on, ‘Rissa. Please. We do not have to go through this again. I just really need you to be here for me. Please.” I said, walking over to the couch and plopping down on it next to her. She looked away, her gaze focused on the television screen ahead of us. I held her hands in mine as tugged a bit, finally getting her to turn and look at me. She sighed. “Look, you know that I will always be there for you. No matter what happens. And you also know that no matter how hard the truth is, I will always say it and damn the consequences because that is the right thing to do at all times.” She said, “I know. The thing is, I really like Carter. I mean, you of all people know how much h
ALVIRA’S POVIt has been a week since Carter’s visit and things have been looking up. Carter had kept his promise of making sure that he proves to me that he had changed and was worthy of a second chance with me. I woke up to a fresh bouquet of different kinds of flowers and a box of a different brand of chocolate every morning. Each of them had a handwritten note that made me swoon daily. Of course, I still felt a sliver of pain whenever I saw them. I knew they were sweet and that he was trying to make up for lost time but try as much as I could, I could not get past the pain I had felt. It was like his reentry opened the wounds that I had so desperately tried to close. Like ripping off a band aid and opening an injury that was already healing. The pain stung. However, I was determined to move past the pain and give myself a chance to heal and move on. Carter had also gone back to his old ways of texting whenever he had the chance. Sometimes, he would go further and send a pict
ALVIRA’S POV I shivered as the evenings cool breeze chilled my bare arms. I was going to work in a night club, for the first time in my life. This was would even be my first time of being in a nightclub, but I really needed the money, my friend – the only person I had in the world, Clarissa, was sick, and I needed money for her treatment. She had fought me over going to work at a night club, not minding that she was the one that was sick, and she was the one that needed the money. According to her, the nightclub was no place for an innocent girl like me. But, heaven knows I had no other choice other than being a stripper. However, age had helped me dress. Helping me strap my red lacy push up bra that made my boobs jut out in a way that really embarrassed me, making me blush. I was wearing a very short skirt, and fishnet garters that even made me feel more exposed, yet Clarissa had taken one look at me, and said I still looked ‘too innocent’ My work at the club, as the manager ex
ALVIRA’S POVI could feel the tears fall freely now as I got home, despite the fact, I enjoyed everything that happened between Carter and I at the night club.But, the memories from three years ago came crashing in, harder, stronger. I had been outside, trying to get to my rundown home in an equally run down neighborhood quickly before the heavy rain that was brewing came pouring down, and I decided to go through an alley that was a short cut. I could still remember the sound of the rain, the smell of wet pavement, cigarettes, and dirt as powerful arms held me down, hurting me, violating my body. He had kissed me, and his mouth had tasted vile, making me feel like gaging, but I suppressed the urge to throw up. I needed my mouth to breathe, as my nostrils did not seem to get enough air. I shivered, then hugged myself as I finally got to my house. That had been three years ago, and in another neighborhood, another state – so why did I still remember that night so vividly immediate
CARTER’S POVThinking of the little stripper that took the other day, I took long drag while I smiled as I felt the immediate effect slamming against my brain. Life was indeed good. One of the blonds behind me – sherry, or something like that, snaked a hand across my shoulder, curving her thumb, and attempting to take a sniffer of my product. I smacked her hand, and laughed when she whelped."Sorry Sherry. Only good girls get this stuff. You have to prove yourself first.”I watched as a look of pain entered her eyes, and I got easily annoyed. These whores were the same. Always getting hurt for stupid reasons.The whore turned her eyes up to mine, batting her fake lashes. “I’m Sharon, not Sherry.”I hissed, getting annoyed. “Well Shay, I’m already bored with you, leave my mansion now.”Tears immediately filled the whore’s eyes as I called my guards to throw her out. They didn’t even let her put on her clothes, and I had to laugh as I watched them throw her out naked – then I also asked
ALVIRA’S POVIt has been a week since Carter’s visit and things have been looking up. Carter had kept his promise of making sure that he proves to me that he had changed and was worthy of a second chance with me. I woke up to a fresh bouquet of different kinds of flowers and a box of a different brand of chocolate every morning. Each of them had a handwritten note that made me swoon daily. Of course, I still felt a sliver of pain whenever I saw them. I knew they were sweet and that he was trying to make up for lost time but try as much as I could, I could not get past the pain I had felt. It was like his reentry opened the wounds that I had so desperately tried to close. Like ripping off a band aid and opening an injury that was already healing. The pain stung. However, I was determined to move past the pain and give myself a chance to heal and move on. Carter had also gone back to his old ways of texting whenever he had the chance. Sometimes, he would go further and send a pict
ALVIRA’S POV“Took you guys long enough” Clarissa called out as soon as I closed the door behind me. I jumped. “Jesus Christ, ‘Rissa! You scared the living daylight out of me.” I squealed in horror.“It is past eight, Alvira. There is no living daylight here.” she said, sarcasm dripping out of her voice. “Come on, ‘Rissa. Please. We do not have to go through this again. I just really need you to be here for me. Please.” I said, walking over to the couch and plopping down on it next to her. She looked away, her gaze focused on the television screen ahead of us. I held her hands in mine as tugged a bit, finally getting her to turn and look at me. She sighed. “Look, you know that I will always be there for you. No matter what happens. And you also know that no matter how hard the truth is, I will always say it and damn the consequences because that is the right thing to do at all times.” She said, “I know. The thing is, I really like Carter. I mean, you of all people know how much h
ALVIRA’S POVWe walked back to the house, the moon now on full display in its crescent glory. The streetlights were switched on as we walked past the different paths that we had hiked on in time past. We walked in a comfortable silence, as opposed to the tension that hovered over us when we had first left the house. We had not completely or even remotely talked about what our future would hold but for now, we were making progress and that was all that mattered. Soon, we had gone past the park and down the lane to my apartment, the path buzzing to life with couples who were taking their evening stroll as well as students who were coming back from classes. We got to my door and I turned to find Carter already leaning down so that his face was mere inches from mine. I took a quick inhale of breath as my eyes widened. “I am sorry. I just really needed to get a taste of your lips before I went back home.” He said. “Oh! Okay. That is okay.” I said. In less than a second, I felt his li
ALVIRA’S POVI looked up at him, his eyes sad and hopeful. I wanted to lunge at him and hold him so close and tell him yes. That I have forgiven him ever since I opened the door to him. I was going to forgive him a million and one times over and over if it meant that I would have him by my side for the rest of my life. However, I could not help but worry about what Clarissa would think of me if I so readily gave in and let him back in. The look of disappointment on her face alone was enough to have me rethinking my decision. Yes, he had hurt me so badly with his actions and I could not just let it go. As much as I was willing and ready to forgive him and let him back into my life, I knew that I was going to need time to truly forgive him and let go of the pain that he had caused me. For a good three long minutes, we sat in silence, my mind in an emotional turmoil as I struggled between my head and my heart while his eyes glistened with hope as he stared down at me.“Well?” He aske
ALVIRA’S POVWe walked around a bit before we found a bench that overlooked the horizon. It was perfect with the perfect angle for us to watch the sunset. It was beautiful. I could see myself coming here often just to watch the sunset and most definitely have a cup of ice cream while at it. I made a mental note to bring Clarissa here once in a while. We sat and watched the sun slowly set as we licked our ice cream. Suddenly, the awkwardness that we felt during the elevator ride was back and for a while we just kept silent, each of us lost in our thoughts as the sounds in the background faded. It was there but it felt like we were each in another world of our own. Or so I thought. Soon, I was tired of silence, I could no longer sit still like everything was okay. “What are you doing here?” I asked, making him turn to look at me, surprisingly surprised that I was the one who broke the silence. Or maybe it was because of the question, I could not say. “What do you mean?” He asked. “
ALVIRA’S POV“Don’t keep me waiting, sweets…..” God! He is so dreamy.I quickly spun on my feet, rather clumsily, and walked back to the living room where Clarissa sat, her face set in a very pissed off look. I gulped slowly as I approached her. I knew she was not going to approve of my decision to take a walk with Carter and hear him out. “Hey, so um, Carter and I are going to take a walk.” I said in a smile. However, Clarissa refused to say anything, prefering to stare at the tv, mindlessly scrolling through the channels. I felt the sting of her silence as a know formed in my throat. I walked closer to her again and decided to try again. “‘Rissa? C-Carter wants us to t- talk about what happened so, um, we, um, we will be going for a small walk. W- will you be okay to wait for me for a while before I get back? Please?”Once again, silence. “Come on, ‘Rissa, please say something.” I said, pleading with her. I could not risk her being angry with me. I just want to hear what he has
CARTER’S POVShe is so beautiful today. Same as she was yesterday and the day before that and before that and all the way since the very first day I set my eyes on her. I could see the confusion in her eyes. Hell, I was confused as well.My mind drifted back to the night before. I had been at the office for a couple hours after the close of work going through the countless paperwork that had needed my attention and signature. And just as my unfortunate luck would have it, the last person I wanted to see walked into the office. “Hello, Carter.” His voice sounded like a teacher’s nails grating the school chalkboard. It was truly aggravating. “I am busy, Father.” I replied, not even bothering to look up to acknowledge him. “Oh! I can see that. However, I will only be just a minute. Won’t take up much of your time.” He said, walking off, as usual to the minibar across the room, and helping himself to what I could swear was bourbon. Of course he would go for the most expensive bottle t
ALVIRA’S POV“Hello, my sweet. Did you miss me?” His clear baritone cut through the tension in the air.“C- Carter?” I asked in disbelief. I was sure that my eyes were wide with shock. I had not been expecting to see him, especially not when Clarissa and I were just talking about him.“Were you expecting someone else hmm?” He asked me as he filled the entire door frame, leaning in closer to me and resting an arm on the door frame in a way that allowed him to look down at me. I was dumbfounded. I was confused. How was he here? What was he doing here? Why was he here? Where had he been all this while? I must have been standing there for a while obviously staring at him because I suddenly heard Clarissa’s voice coming from behind me. “Babe, who is that at the door? Is that the delivery package that I-“ her voice died down as she looked over, her eyes meeting with Carter's dark pair. He in turn was just there looking as smug as ever as he was casually leaning on the door frame. He was
ALVIRA’S POVWell, recently, my previously boring life has been going rather smoothly, or as smoothly as it could go. It had received more spice since Carter came into it. So far, Clarissa and I have found many other ways to cheer me up and get me to stop thinking of the name that will not be mentioned. It has been ten days since Carter and I had had our last disastrous meeting that had left me so sad that I would still wake in the night thinking of that monstrous thing and later cry myself to sleep every night. What did I ever do to have to go through all these with him? Was all this just a game to him? Did he ever mean the words he said to me? Why did he have to make me question everything I ever believed in? How could he do this and subject me to such emotional turmoil?I sat on my makeshift desk and looked into the screen of my laptop. We were having another class and I was struggling to try to make sense of why Carter just had to make me feel so less of a human being. He