KIAN’S POV “Did you just say Mike?” I ask her, still paused by the door. It might not even be who I think it is but the sound of that name sends a rush of memories forward. I had gone through high school and college without friends. Everyone just wanted to be close because of the benefits they co
TRAVIS’ POV She is a horrible sight; one that’s bound to give a weak-minded person nightmares for weeks. Even as she is no longer that ‘animal’ I almost ran into on a dark road, but now a well treated human lying unconious on a hospital bed, that image of her from that night is still one that will
LESLIE’S POV It was a struggle to wait till the weekend to see Tammy as planned. I had to suck it up and go to work for the rest of the week. The second design team which is now my team practically does nothing but wait on the inputs from the first team that Daphne now leads. Everywhere I go, ther
KIAN’S POV I don’t think I need to rant anymore about how grueling my week has been. Because it’s the same routine with only a few changes here and there; buried myself in work, haven’t heard from or seen Leslie since that fateful day at the hotel, my mother won’t stop talking my ear off about ever
LESLIE’S POV With a track record of acting without thinking and also getting in trouble for it, you’d think I’d change. Especially when it comes to someone like Mike but it’s hard to think when you are shaken up and compounded with strong emotions that force your hand and your head. So despite know
LESLIE’S POV My skin crawls at his words. The bastard, making me seem like I am mentally unstable as a result of Tammy’s death. The policemen seem a bit surprised and I know it’s because Mike called me his sister. I also know he did it intentionally. That two-faced bastard. I just need to go into
KIAN’S POV There is something about silence that makes you feel like you are losing your sanity. It’s strong, potent and has a way of pushing you to the edge. And that’s because while the world around you is in silence, your head isn’t. The silence of the world at a time when you really need to h
LESLIE’S POVI am exhausted and it’s not just a physical state of being. Mentally and emotionally, I am drained. So worn down that I can’t bring myself to leave my bed or even work up an appetite. With no purpose or will, all I have is the strong need to rot in bed all day until I can feel better ab