|•BLISS•| "Okay, I think I just ruined my appetite, eat up and let's get outta here" Bella says dropping her leftover sandwich on the tray. "And am I the only one that hasn't noticed those set of noisy hot footballers at the table over there?" She adds gesturing to a table. I roll my eyes, "noisy hot?, is that a compliment or an insult?" "Well, it can be the two together can't it... But seriously you should check them out, they are fucking hot" her eyes is still trained at their table and looking around, I notice everyone is either staring or stealing a peek at them. I roll my eyes in irritation, are they some sort if god or something. 'Yes, they could be demi- Greek - gods if you look closely, especially at the one you know is watching you right now' my subconscious pokes at me. Pardon me if I say I knew when these guys entered, and forgive me if I also say I am aware one of them is watching me with a very intense gaze and I'm trying so hard not to blush... So
|•BLISS•| I stand in front of the apartment that would be my home for the next four months or so with my luggage in hand, actually it is Bella's apartment. I couldn't get an apartment that day because Sandy strongly disagreed on me living alone— probably she thinks I'm going to run away or something. To me I think that's so dramatic because like I always say running has never crossed my mind... Maybe it does once in a while but not to the point of executing it.. Nah, I'm not a fool to think Sandy will let me go just by running away so if I even want to leave I will rather have a better plan with a lot of cash in hand. To cut the long story short Bella offered to take me in, saying that it would be an eyesore for me to leave for school from the club and I totally agree. Though I know Sandy isn't pleased with my decision but she has no choice but to listen to Bella because somehow and surprisingly enough Bella's words work like magic on her. Anyway it's been two long wee
|•ZEKE•| Blazing red hair, striking hazel green orbs.. I'd recognize her anywhere, anytime. Is it fate that she is standing few feet's away from my apartment staring right at me with a rather shocked expression on her face, I can imagine because I am shocked as well especially if my guess is correct and she lives in the next door apartment. I completed my registration last week along with Cole, we both chose NYU so we rented the student apartment together though we have another roommate with the name Ashton Deville —Cole's mum friend's son. Cole and Ash arrived yesterday but because of Mum's sulking about missing her son I had to stay another night.. It is a miracle she didn't follow me here, I mean it's not like I'm leaving New York or something. I would roll my eyes at Mum being overly sensational but what do I do.. She loves me too much. *winks* I get down from my power bike and place my helmet on the handle before slipping my hands into my pocket and walking up to
|•ZEKE•| "Hi Blaze" I say with a grin splattered on my face, the look on her face is totally priceless and if I have to explain my excitement I might just have to use the Korean word 'Daebak' which means wow! She pulls my hands away from her shoulders and steps back. "First of I don't remember getting informal with you Zeke Kian that you think you can just semi-hug me in the middle of the school hallway and secondly my name is not Blaze!" She snaps at me and I have to confess that pissed off Blaze is so cool to look at. "Forgive my manners Blaze.. I—" Her eyes snap to me and she clutches her backpack tightly. "Stop calling me Blaze!" The words fly out of her mouth and I can see her jaws tighten working in anger. "What to do? You didn't tell me your name so I gave you one" I reply her with a shrug, her brows creases as she stares at me. "Are you okay? Like what crawled up your ass and died to make you start acting like a maniac to a person you don't even kno
|•BLISS•| I should have known running after him is going to be a bad idea until I start wheezing. I stop on my tracks, my breath coming out in slow hissing gasps. Bastard! I flop down on the slab beside me as I have already ventured outside in my pathetic immature act of trying to chase after Zeke. I am still trying to catch my breath when I sense someone sitting beside me. I turn swiftly thinking it is Zeke but instead there is a guy sitting there, he glances at me and smiles. "Hi" he greets. "Hi" I reply with a nod still staring at him. "You look like you've seen a ghost... Are you okay?" "Yeah I'm fine" 'Only that I just got out of a race with a crazy jerk called Zeke Kian' I add inwardly. "By the way, I'm Ashton Deville, freshman in sociology department" he says stretching his hands out for a shake. I look at his hands but I don't take it. Ashton Deville... The name rings a bell, it can't be one of Sandy's client. No! I instantly chastise mysel
|•BLISS•|I flop down on the bed when I get into the room, the girls classes are two hours ahead of me so I have the house to myself. All I just want to do is sleep, sleep off everything that has happened today and wake up to a fresh start tomorrow. But as I lay down, I find my myself thinking of him —Zeke. I am treading on dangerous grounds and I know.I shouldn't do this, I shouldn't get close. But I know I have trailed of the way since the first time I set my eyes on Zeke Kian. I have started to break the rules and my walls are already wavering. I must stop this else I face the consequences.I am already drifting into sleep when I hear the girls chatters as they come in. I roll on the bed, shutting my eyes and pretending to be fast asleep. "Hey, I know you aren't asleep Bliss, so get up and tell us how your first day in college was" Bella says as she enters, I can hear the footsteps of Chloe and Piper coming into the room and I know I can't pretend anymore.I sit up and stare at
|•ZEKE•|Classes are over by five and I feel so exhausted. I'm starting to envy the sociology students who has only one class on their first day in college.Just so you know I am an English major and even with my dirty lifestyle I have a focus which is opening my own publishing company.I decide to rest for a few hours before meeting Ryder, though I know he is probably gonna loose his mind literally if he knows I didn't come straight after classes but then again I am only with him because I need to find my parents murderer and he knows that too. So no matter how scared he might want to make me feel or no matter how intimidating he is.... I know this would be over once I get what I want.Even though I ain't a fool and I know Ryder is using me... I chose to ignore it because beggers like me cannot choose. *"You are here" Ryder observes as I step into his underground house. This is where his run ins are done His boys are all seated waiting for his orders. There are seven of them in sig
|•BLISS•|I saw them. I saw the two most scariest persons that have and still exist in my life. Sandy and Patty, only that there was someone else with them —Evangelist Corey. Evangelist Phillips Corey —Patty's husband.I don't want to know what they are doing here. Heck! I don't even want to let my mind wander as to why Evangelist Corey is here with them too. I have enough time to think of that later. Well that's if I do.Right now the only thing on my mind is that they mustn't see me here. So I throw my overall hoodie over my head and run out into the parking lot of the café, Behind a random car.He follows me. Zeke follows me, his eyes dart around as he steps closer to me. I am in a frenzied mode. I might just have a panic attack, my fingers are shaking and I feel myself back in my twelve year old body. . . in the darkness of my basement.The darkness has never scared me or so I thought. But right now with my worst nightmares in human form not faraway I seem to have a rethink. I rea
|•BLISS•|A smile spreads across my lips as I stare at the psych 101 assignment given to us by Professor Anya. It is to write a short essay on 'Who am I'. Dad allowed me resume my classes a week and a half ago, before he went on a trip and promised to be back tomorrow. Well, it is been two weeks since the incident, and a lot has happened in between those two weeks. Like Zeke going for his first game since he became the quarterback of his team and bringing home victory, practically he is the hero in the eyes of NYU students especially the girls.Hey don't look at me like that, a girl can get jealous can't she? Other things happened too, like Sandy and Patty getting sentenced to fifteen years in jail for child trafficking and Ryder sentenced to life imprisonment for the murder of Corey and Dad gained custody of the Phillip's children and enrolled them in schools. When i had asked him why he did that, he had said even though Patty murdered Mum.. He still wouldn't leave her children hom
|•ZEKE•|I gasp as they push them to their feet, their hands are tied behind them. I clench my fist when I see he is one of 'em. I raise my brow at Trigger my eyes asking how he managed to get Ryder of all people. He shrugs and smiles.For days, I've been contemplating on what to do to Ryder when I see him. Break his legs maybe, gorge out his eyes.... Or even snap off his neck. But seeing him now, I'm starting to have mixed feelings about this. There was only one reason why I trusted him even though I hated him.The fact that he looks so much like my dad... Same thing is holding me back now."See we are all complete now... Can you get a seat for me?" Trigger says to the lady who I assume is Patty. The lady in question shakily grabs a wooden chair and places it before Trigger. I stare on, wondering what he wants to do.The whole place is silent for a while except for the sound of our breathing."You know... This kind of looks awkward as it is... What do you say, should I let you go huh
. . . . . . . .And so, that's how i got here... Dad and Zeke are out front."You!" Patricia screams, her eyes widening in shock. I give a sly smile."Yeah, me... Hello Patricia Ramona Phillips" I say with smirk."Mum... Isn't she the demon possessed girl you always locked up in the basement?" Maria asks staring pointedly at me."Hey, you do remember me afterall... The name is Bliss Carnap... And yes I'm the girl your mum locked in a basement and tagged as demon possessed" I say with an air quote on the demon possessed."But here is something you should know.... The only demon possessed in this room is your bitch of a mother who killed her own sister and sold the daughter off to prostitution at age thirteen!" I add.Gabe and Maria both gasps as they turn to Patricia. "Mum?""Do not believe any fucking thing she is saying... You can't believe a whore!" She says panicked.I roll my eyes and throw down the documents that was exchanged between She and Sandy. "Isn't that enough proof that
"They call me Trigger" Lúis very deep voice booms in the tiny room and Sandy can't help but shiver in utmost fear. She blinks rapidly."Um... I don't think... We've met before have we?" She says trying to calm her voice, even when she is cowering with fear. "Yeah we haven't... Though I wouldn't wish we would have if I were you" Trigger says flatly."What do you want?"Trigger taps his fingers on the table. "You know if I hadn't drawn a line already... I will very much like you... Straight to the point... That's how I like it" He pauses. "Anyway, why I'm here?... I believe you have something of mine and I would like for it to be returned" Sandy blanches, her knuckles gripping the edge of her chair tightly, her face already a shade of stricken ash. "What...what... What do you mean?" She stammers."Pyaar.. Bliss Pyaar.. I want her back" Trigger bellows, hazel-green eyes blazing.Pyaar! She knew it! She fvcking knew he is here for Pyaar. That bitch has been doing nothing but bringing b
Lúis taps his feet endlessly on the floor, his hands presses together as he waits. He has never been this restless before, but as he watched his daughter fall limp in his hands, he felt it... The fear he had always dreaded. What if she dies just like Feenah? She can't die...She is the main reason why he has kept himself sane and alive.. Because he knew one day he would get her back from those bastards that killed his Feenah. He will make them suffer.... Suffer just like they had made his daughter suffer.Lúis couldn't believe it when the doctor told him what they had done to his daughter. Inverse hypnotherapy! They had fvcking wiped all memories of him away from her head. They had wiped away the happy memories all three of 'em had shared. And like Larry's son had said.. They had sold her off to prostitution, his daughter had fvcked men since she was thirteen, both young and old because of them. Lúis clenches his fists tightly and closes his eyes, trying to surpress the rage that was
"Dad is not gonna leave us again, is he?" My four years old self ask my mother curiously as we enter our home. We had just come back from a trip to the fun fair at the park. Dad doesn't stay with us, but he always come back. We had a video call with him yesterday and he told me to wait for him.. He said he is gonna come back, and he is not gonna leave again. I love my Father a lot, anytime he comes back from his trips, he would bring with him my favorite chocolates. Dad doesn't call me by my first name, he likes to call me 'Feenah' which is my middle name and also my mum's name."Of course Bliss, Dad isn't gonna leave again" Mum replies as an answer to my question. I grin widely at her and skip happily into the house with mum laughing behind.But I guess our happiness was meant to be short lived, because soon after we entered, three men entered forcefully. Mum and I were sitted on the couch watching my favorite cartoon when they entered. Immediately mum grabbed me and stood up.I lo
|•BLISS•|My lips are stretched into a thin smile as I step inside the house, reminiscing about everything that has happened today... Especially with Zeke.How could I have thought he would leave me? He didn't, instead he told me he loves me.He loves me. Me. Zeke fvcking Kian loves me."If you keep smiling like that, I'm going to assume you have gone insane Redhead"Redhead. I gasp in shock as my eyes snaps to the owner of that voice."Shane!" My happy mood is doubled when I see him and I find myself hurling into his hands in a warm hug."Hey redhead" he ruffles my hair and I grin up at him. It is when I see a young lady sitting beside him that I immediately release him.She should be his wife, and I just practically ogled her husband right at her front.I clear my throat and give her an apologetic smile. "Hi" I choke out."Oh this world is so cruel, why would you enter this place and ditch us all five girls for a guy that doesn't belong in our circle" Is the lady's reply t
|•ZEKE•|"Goodnight babe" I place a kiss on Blaze's forehead as she holds the doorknob. She smiles coyly at me."Goodnight" She replies and waves at me. I wave back and wait at the doorstep until I see that she is safely inside before I steer my bike back to my own apartment.As I hold the doorknob to push it open, I start to get a feeling that something is wrong somewhere, because first off the door is slightly open and from what I know Cole never makes a mistake of not closing the door fully neither does Ashton. I pull out my ever present pocket knife and hid it behind my back, then slowly I push the door and enter. My fears are confirmed when I switch the lights on amd my eyes come in contact with a man sitting cross legged on my couch, a stick of cigarette in his mouth."You are back" He says and puffs out a smoke. My eyes studies his surroundings for any sign of a weapon but I see none. Who the hell is this man?"Who the hell are you and how the fvk did you get in here""
|•ZEKE•|When I finally braced myself for Blaze's story, what I expected wasn't what I had to face. Okay maybe I wasn't expecting anything because of course I didn't even know what to make of it, but hearing Bliss talk about how brutal and savage her whole life has been snapped up something inside of me.Rage. Rage with a capital 'R', I didn't even know I could get annoyed to the extent of wanting to find the bastards that made her life miserable and finish them on the spot. Well, I think I know... It is the kind of Rage I feel when I think about my parents... How they were murdered before my very eyes, and how I will crush those murderers in between my fingers into flickers of dust as if they never existed. I clench my fists tightly as I listen to her talk, her voice clear but distant. How can humans be as inhumane and callous as Bliss' relatives especially her aunt. Selling her off to a prostitution company (or what else would I call Sandy's Bar?) At age thirteen. She was fvcking