TIFFANY'S POV Was she mistaken? That was her thought when she heard “Let me drop you off in school…” She turned abruptly. “Did I hear you, right?” She asked. “I want to drop you off at school.” He repeated. “That would be fine, but I can drive myself to school. And I don't want the students talking or gossiping about me.” She said. “You don't strike me as someone who cares about what people say.” “I don't, okay. But with what happened yesterday, I'm already on everyone's lips. And will you pick me up after school since I can't go with my car?” “I will send my driver.” “You Have one?” “Yes, I do. I don't like to have leave –in staffs. I prefer them coming and going. So, I'm dropping you off at school.” “Fine. And did your mechanic bring back the car yesterday?” “Yes, he did.” Shawn answered as he unlocked the car. They got in and he drove off . SHAWN'S POV He was beginning to warm up to her and a part of him liked it while the other part was still wary. He was beginning
TIFFANY'S POVShe got into class and everyone's eyes were on her. She totally ignored them and had her seat close to Freya.“How are you?” She asked.“I'm fine, and you? I'm sorry for stringing you into my problem yesterday, ” Freya said, soberly.“Shush…we are friends, right? All for one, and one for all,huh?” “Thank you so much, Tiff.” “You are welcome. Have you seen Timothy?” Tiffany asked.“No. We will all see during recess. Tiff, keep quiet, there is a teacher now.” Freya said, hushing her.RACHEL'S POVShe knocked on Shawn's door against her wish. If she wants to win him back she has to be careful and do his biddings.“Come in.” He said.She walked in all smiles. “Good morning. Look who came late to work.”“Good morning, Rachel. I had an errand to run.” He replied, looking up from the paperworks on his table.“Yeah, right. Dropping your little girlfriend at school is an errand indeed,” she thought to herself.“Do you have something to say to me?” He asked when she suddenly fel
It was midnight and he couldn't sleep because he was hungry. He was beginning to regret why he rejected dinner. He was mad at her and not at food, right?He tried going back to sleep all to no avail. The worms in his stomach kept gnawing at his intestines, threatening to puncture them.When the hunger became unbearable, he knew he had to go downstairs and get some food. Hunger was not to be toyed with and he won't be one to you with it.With that, he stealthily opened his door, careful not to make a sound. Then he slipped out of his room and gently tiptoed downstairs.He got to the kitchen and turned on the lights. He opened the microwave and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the food in it.He took out the plate and uncovered it and his mouth watered at the sight of him. He would have thought that the brat could make cauliflower fried veggie rice and grilled chicken. It was one of his favorite meals.He got a spoon and dug into the food like a wolf who had just caught a prey after
RACHEL'S POVShe got to her office and dialed Max's number. “How is it coming up?” “I'm touring the areas. A few truants are outside. They scaled the school fence I guess, but I haven't seen who matches the personality I want.” He answered.“Good. Let me know when you find one.” Rachel Said.“Yo! Nothing about my salary?” Max asked.“Send your details.”“But you have it.”“You, pig! Should I have it stored in my head? You either send it or kiss goodbye to your money!” Rachel threatened, dropping the call.MAX'S POV“Bitch!” He cussed, lighting a cigarette.He puffed out smoke through the open windshield as he scanned the environment he was in.None of these people match the personality he wants for the job. He threw the fifth cigarette stub and sighed in frustration.Just then, a student passed and one look at him, Max knew he was the one for the job. He hurriedly got out of his car and went after him.“Yo, Man. Can I talk to you for a moment?” He asked, catching up with the studen
OSCAR'S POVHe stood at a corner, watching the three friends laugh and talk as they headed for the parking lot.From his little interaction with them and personal study, he realized Freya was the most friendly. Tiffany and Timothy were less friendly and a bit uptight.Unfortunately, it was Tiffany he wanted to be close to. He always had his way. In this case, he would bid his time and slowly creep his way to her heart.TIFFANY'S POVShe had just gotten home, and was famished. She didn't have breakfast until recess when she went to the cafeteria with her friends, all thanks to Shawn Gold.Not wanting to dwell her thoughts on him, she hurriedly freshened up and went down to the kitchen.This time, she was making food for just herself and her stomach. No ungrateful additional mouth.She made herself Ramen noodles garnished with veggies, diced hotdogs and shrimps. How much she missed having it back home, at her father's house.After eating, she washed the pot, plates and cutleries before
TIFFANY'S POVShe walked out of the class hurriedly as she didn't want to be late for the next class. She had asked Tiffany to go with her bag while she got her geography textbook and mathset from her locker.She was not looking and before she could realize, she was already bumping into someone and the textbook and mathset fell on the floor with a thud.“Can you watch where you are going to..?” She stopped as she looked up to see the new junior student.“I'm so sorry, but you were not looking.” He said, bending to pick the books.“It's fine. I'm sorry I bumped into you.” She said taking the items from him.“You don't have to apologize. We all make mistakes.” He said.“Okay, then. See you later.” She said and made to go. “Wait! Your shirt.” He suddenly said.“What happened to my shirt?” She asked, Confused.“The first button is undone.” He said, pointing at the button.“Oh! Thank you so much.” She buttoned up and hurried away.OSCAR'S POVHe hurried to his new hideout–a secluded corne
RACHEL'S POV“Are you sure?” She asked Max over the phone.“Yes. He thinks the person sent a junior student to prank her about a teacher wanting to see her, and then the person sets banana peels in the hallway. According to him, if not for his timely intervention, she would have ended up with a sprained ankle and wrist.” Max explained.“Is he stupid and dumb? Are we paying him to be goddam saviour or Superman? Why didn't he allow her to sprain all of that?” Rachel bellowed.“I asked him the same thing too.” Max said.“Give him a strict warning. He is not employed to look after her or be her Messiah. I won't tolerate such an act next time.” And with that, the phone went off.Rachel began to Pace after dropping the call. Someone in the school wanted Tiffany hurt and she wanted to know who. Could be a teacher or student or even students. It gladdened her heart that someone else somewhere hated the person as she.If They found out the identity of the person, it would serve as a catalyst
SHAWN'S POVHe got home, and as usual, Tiffany was not in sight. He was too tired to make anything so he had vegetable crackers biscuit with milk drink after freshening up.Bored, he took his bottled water and towel and left for the pool.To his utmost surprise, Tiffany was seated on the cane chair, with just her bikini reading a book.He stood transfixed to the spot as he took in the sight before him. She wore a plunging V–neckline bikini that showed off the swell of her breasts. Her long smooth legs ran long on the cane chair she laid on. The sunshades she had on, crowned the whole look. He hated to admit it, but Tiffany Dion was a very pretty girl. It was when he felt the slight bulge on his swim trunk did he realize he had been ogling.He made to turn back and head inside when she suddenly took off her sunshades and looked in his direction.“Shawn?” She called out in Surprise.SHAWN'S POVHe got home, and as usual, Tiffany was not in sight. He was too tired to make anything so he
TIFFANY'S POV"This student has shown exceptional character, leadership, and kindness throughout the year. And the prom queen of the year and overall best Student is...TIFFANY Dion! Congratulations Tiffany, you deserve this honor."She felt her heart skip a beat as she heard her name being called out as prom queen. She couldn't believe it. Shawn looked at her with pride and joy in his eyes as he applauded along with the rest of the students."Go on," he said, nudging her slightly. That was when she realized she was still seated.She stood up and walked up to the podium, her baby bump leading the way. Principal Campbell placed a crown on her head and handed her a bouquet of flowers. She graciously accepted them and waved the bouquet to the cheering crowd. She then took the microphone and looked at her classmates with a smile. "Thank you all so much. I am so honored and grateful to be chosen as Prom Queen and overall best Student. This has been an incredible night, and I couldn't have
TIFFANY'S POV"Rachel Sparks, you have been found guilty of kidnapping and multiple counts of attempted murder against Tiffany Dion. It is the judgement of this court that you be sentenced to life imprisonment without the possibility of parole. Shelley Duvall, you have been found guilty of being an accomplice in these heinous crimes. You are hereby sentenced to 20 years imprisonment. Oscar, you have been found guilty of attempted murder on Derrick's life. You will serve 15 years imprisonment because the court has considered your age," the judge's voice sounded in the courtroom.Tiffany exhaled sharply in relief. It was finally over.It's been a month since she was rescued and today is the trial day for everyone involved in the crime. The past month has been graced with a lot of healing processes. She had therapy sessions to stop the incessant nightmares she had, and yoga sessions for her body healing.She had also started going for an anti–natal checkup for her baby. It was indeed
TIFFANY'S POVShe woke up to the bright lights of the morning, seeping through little spaces in the window. She turned to her side, and Shawn was not there. Has he gone home? Then she turned to see the paper on the table. She abruptly picked it up and read its content."Rise and shine! I didn't want to wake you up from your beauty sleep, hence this note. I got a call from officer Fowler that Rachel has been caught. By the time you get this, I should be at the police precinct. I will be back as soon as I can. stay safe. Xoxo, Shawn.❤️"She smiled, as she got off the bed and walked into the bathroom. He never ceased to show her how much he loved and cared for her. Both in words, and in actions. She brushed her teeth and had her bath, and then changed into one of the clothes Shawn's mother brought the previous day.She walked out of the bathroom and a doctor was waiting for her, with a nurse bearing a trolley containing food and medicines."Good morning, Mrs Gold. I'm Sharonne. I'm here
TIFFANY'S POV"Oh, my darling," Shawn's mother exclaimed as she rushed to her side. "Are you okay, my darling?" She asked, cupping her face.She nodded, tears welling in her eyes. Oh how much she had missed their presence. Her father had tears of joy in his eyes as he walked to her and placed a kiss on her forehead.At that point, she couldn't hold back the tears. She let it all out. It was a miracle and a blessing at the Same time to be able to see the people that had always been there for her.Shawn walked up next to her, and to get surprise and that of others, judging from their gasps of surprise, he took her lips in his, in a long, soothing kiss. When he pulled away, she realized how much she had missed the one man who had shown her love that was tantamount to her father's."Thank you for fighting. For coming back to me, to us," he said, his voice cracking with emotions.She nodded, as tears kept streaming down her face in torrents."Thank you for not leaving, Shawn. He almost los
SHAWN'S POVThe cars sped off as they headed in the direction of the outskirts of town. The more miles they closed, the more anxious he became. He prayed fervently that his wife and baby were okay. The journey was taking long as he kept looking at his wrist watch anxiously."Take it easy, we will arrive there soon." Bryan said, placing his hand on his shoulder.He nodded and looked out the window. The journey ended up taking three hours and they finally arrived at a street. The cars stopped at a distance and they all alighted, as the armed policemen took the lead, their guns set.Shawn and Bryan followed closely behind. They got to a spacious mass of land with an uncompleted duplex building in it. The policemen filed in, and they got to the entrance of the building.Two men were standing at the entrance and they made to shoot at the policeman when they saw them, but the policemen were faster and in a few seconds the two men lay on the floor in their pool of blood.The gunshot must ha
SHELLEY'S POVShe took determined strides into the precinct. She walked to the reception and the first thing her eyes caught was the picture of the girl with "missing" written boldly on it. Attached to it was a prize for whoever had information about her whereabouts.She sighed heavily as she finally approached the policeman on the counter."Good evening, sir," she greeted politely."Good evening, Ma'am. How do I help you?""I'm here in regards to the missing girl," she pointed at Tiffany's picture on the wall. " I know where she is being held and who is behind it," she said in a rush, afraid she would change her mind."Really? C'mon, I will lead you to the detective in charge of the case," the policeman said in disbelief.She followed meekly, and soon they were in front of an office door. The policeman knocked on the door and a voice from the inside asked them to come in.The policeman led her inside. "This lady claims to have information about the whereabouts of Mrs Tiffany Dion," t
SHELLEY'S POVShe snapped her eyes open and was met by pairs of worried eyes looking down at her."Are you okay?" An elderly woman asked."I don't think I am," she replied as she attempted to stand up but felt her head splitting into two."Easy, take it easy," the woman said, helping her up."Where am I?" She asked, finally taking in her surroundings."You are in our house," the woman replied."I mean, what is this place called?""Vancouver, but you are in Squamish." The woman replied."Squamish?" She gasped. That was like the outskirt of town. What had Rachel done?"You were found in a sleeping bag, almost dead."Rachel, that bitch! She had stuffed her in a common sleeping bag. She had obviously thought she was dead."Did you find my phone?""No, we didn't. You shouldn't be bothering about a phone. You narrowly escaped death." An old man, presumably the woman's husband, admonished."That's right, my dear." The woman concurred.Just then, a young teenage girl walked into the room with
RACHEL'S POVAfter the call with Shelley ended, she could not help but wonder what was wrong with her. She sounded perturbed and had an edge of urgency to her tone. Curious to know what was going on, she had set a meeting and asked that she meet her at her place.A few minutes later, her phone buzzed and it was her gateman informing her of the presence of a lady who called herself Shelley. She asked that he let her in and she walked downstairs to the sitting room to meet her."Welcome to my humble abode. What do I offer you?" She asked, trying to okay the role of a perfect host."That won't be necessary. I'm not here for that," Shelley said in what could pass for a harsh tone and Rachel was taken aback."Okay. What is it then?"" I was at the location where the girl is being held…"Rachel immediately cut her short, "What business do you have there?" You have done your job and therefore I expect to stop going there," her eyes were blazing hot with anger now."That's not the point, Rach
SHELLEY'S POVShe packed the last of the food in the lunch bag and slung it on her shoulder as she walked out of her tiny kitchen that could barely contain two people at the same time.Rachel would kill her if she found out about what she was trying to do, but she couldn't help it. This was not who she was, but her desperation to get money had changed her, and it was definitely not for good.Sighing, she locked the entrance door to her tiny apartment as she stood, waiting for a cab to flag down. She sighed in impatience as she looked forward to a cab. After a few minutes of waiting, a cab arrived and she got in and told him her location.She was lost in thought as the cab drove to the bus stop where she would take another cab going in her direction. She felt guilty about the things she had done in the last few months and hoped the almighty forgave her. "We are here, ma," the cab driver said, bringing her out of her reverie."I'm sorry I got carried away," she apologized and fished ou