Chelsea's standpoint About an hour later, I was tucking Carter in while Mother read a book. A small knock came from the door before the person opened it. I almost gasped when I saw Andy standing there with a bouquet of yellow daisies. "Anderson," I whispered, glaring at him. I told him not to come. Mother looked up from her book and then at him. Andy walked in with a grin. "Oh, hello, who might you be?" "Good evening, ma," he greeted politely. I sighed and placed my hands on my hips. "You know Carter is a kid and wouldn't care about flowers," I said as a matter-of-fact. "Good thing I didn't bring it for him," he walked to Mom with the most charming smile I have ever seen him wear. "These are for you, ma'am. I got Carter a tablet if you don't mind—" "He'll love it," Mom smiled, looking at me for the introduction she was suspecting. "Yes mother, this is Anderson, my boss, friend, and boyfriend," I said boredly. "Wow! He is so cute! So precious!" Wait, what?! Anderson, the charm
Chelsea's standpoint Autumn lay on her bed, her head and hair draping down the side of her queen-sized bed. I have to hand it to her parents, they were born prepared and were always prepared. Their house here in Washington was amazing! It was a block of flats with a penthouse, the penthouse belonging to them. The house had five rooms, five comfortable bedrooms, a lovely kitchen, an indoor pool, another set apart for movie nights, a living room, a storeroom, and two rooms made into an office; only that one office was partly a library. The penthouse had one bathroom in the master bedroom which is Autumn's, and two extra. I would prefer my bathroom in my own room, but it was still okay. As I was. Autumn's hair draped down to the floor while her head slightly fell off the side of the bed. Her legs were up high in the air, dancing as she hummed. Since we moved into her house on Sunday, we hadn't gotten enough chances to chat and share our secrets. I was busy jotting down some to-do list f
Chelsea's standpoint "This is exactly what I'm talking about. Andy is too eager to take things to the next level that he doesn't realize he isn't building the foundation of your relationship properly. He poured soil on the ground and now he wants to build just like that? It doesn't work that way. Talk to him, tell him to wait, and let you both work on your relationship on this level before moving to the next. If he doesn't want to listen, stand your ground and break up with him—" "What!" "Let me finish," she said with a chuckling tone. "Andy would never let you go so he would agree. Think about it, Chelsea, you work for him, you see him all day and then you come home to see him again? If you want to move in now, then quit your job and find another that doesn't concern him. I expect you to get another job soon so you won't be working for your boyfriend." What she said made a lot of sense. I had all my eggs in one basket, all my life running in one circle. I work for him, he pays my
Meredith's standpoint Wednesday, the day I died… Sorry, where am I? Oh, my head. It was Wednesday, the day to start work with my gorgeous employer. It wasn't that bad. I had worked for men more attractive than he was, however, none of them were my type and I hadn't spent the last five years pining over them. So for my first day, I wore the thin chrome yellow pullover Constance picked out for me. Chelsea did the rest selecting since she knew how to seduce her boss with her outfit all thanks to Autumn. She let me wear the pullover because it clung to my body and then topped it with a Charleston green pencil skirt and a pair of golden poppy cuffed open-toe heels. I knew the outfit showed off my curves and well… Almost everything. I didn't want to wear it but Autumn threatened to kill me if I dared to do otherwise. So there I was in the elevator, nervously drying my moist palms on my skirt with my heart hammering against my chest. His secretary said he removed the passcode of the elevat
Brianna's standpoint All my life my grandmother and pastor have always taught me to love everyone as much as I love myself. To me, that wasn't logically possible so I channeled all my love to Mordecai because he deserved it. Morddy treated me well and took care of me even if I was his half-sister. He stood up for me whenever Father turned his hate to me, even taking all my beating and punishment. Mordecai was so protective that he would make sure I ate before he ate, sleep before he slept, and buy whatever I wanted before he did. Even though he didn't need to, he accompanied me to school every day, helped me with my homework, and even went as far as yelling at a teacher who once made me cry by beheading my doll. My father didn't want to see me, he loathed me for no reason but Mordecai made sure I stayed in the house most days and paid the consequences. How could I not love him? The one person that made me feel like I have a reason to live. All my mother did was preach to me to serve
Mordecai's standpoint I peered at the figure staring at my gate as I drove closer to it. Who would be foolish enough to stand and stare at this time of the night? It was a she and she didn't look like a robber. More like a miserable mad woman. The headlights shone on her—Brianna. I immediately parked the car and flew out of it, she looked like she was going to pass out. "Brianna!" I shouted, carelessly pocketing my keys. "What are you doing here?" She smiled sadly as she swayed back to forth. "You are drunk," I said as a matter-of-fact. "Yes, I drank because I'm sad and I want to commit suicide after I leave here. I need the energy to do that." I stepped closer to her with worry. "What happened?" "I finally know why everyone detests me, why my father and even you loathe me. It's not my fault but everyone keeps blaming me for something that happened before I was born," she grabbed my shirt, fisting it up in her hands, and pulling at it. "I didn't kill your mother, Mordecai, I didn'
Autumn's standpoint Mordecai pushed me into his bedroom, hungrily meshing his mouth against mine, his hands traveling up my sides to work on finding the opening of my jacket. You'll think after the sex in the public restroom and his car, he would be tired. But if there's one thing I've learned from two weeks of intense sexual intimacy with him, it is that Mordecai is never satisfied. Maybe it was the rush of new sex, I don't know, but he's always ready to shove his dick into me no matter the place. What led to this? Well, he took me out for dinner just so he could pull me to the restroom and enjoy the thrill of having sex in a place where we might be caught and humiliated. Then on our way back, he pinned me to the backseat and had another go. I thought it was over, I was exhausted from work, the press I had to deal with all day, the wedding plans, and then he just had to tire me out. Yet, even as he pulled me to his bedroom, I couldn't complain because my body didn't seem to mind the
Autumn's standpoint "What the hell! Cai, I thought we agreed on no bondages until after the wedding?" "You agreed, I didn't– wow, you look good cuffed to my bed. I'm impressed." He said proudly, running his gaze over my body, again. That smirk on his face, I wanted to carve it off along with his entire face. "Mordecai, are you mad?" I cried bitterly, mostly because I was tied up and enjoying it. I hate my body. "Yes, I'm utterly and absolutely mad. Now, let this madman drive you crazy," he winked at me. I stared at him with lips apart with surprise. He folded one arm and stroked his chin with the other's fingers. He hummed thoughtfully as if planning his next torture carefully. Which he did. "Aha!" He snapped his fingers excitedly. "I've got the perfect thing for this. I'll be right back, baby," I watched with disbelief as he climbed off the bed. "Don't go anywhere, love… oh, wait, you can't." He threw his head back and laughed delightfully as he strutted away. I remained there, n
EpilogueAutumn smiled as she stared at the picture of her little family of five. Her darling husband has loved her just the way he did from the very beginning. Even though it had been fourteen years and a few months since they said their vows. His love had never wavered, even when they fought and ignored each other for days. She knew he loved her more than she loved him. She couldn't ask for anything more.Next was her first child and son, her frenemy, Kai. They loved each other, but never admitted it out loud. All they did was argue, which was mostly them teasing each other at every chance they got. Kai loved his father and younger siblings a lot and would kill to keep them happy. He wouldn't kill for his mother but would do anything to annoy her. Though annoying was his natural talent, his heavenly gift. Anywhere he enters, trouble follows. Kai The Menace like his friends called him when he was younger. He found joy in causing confusion among people, deriving happiness from frustra
Mordecai's standpointThe reception was going just fine with me ignoring Autumn as punishment for suffering me. There was an elevator the whole time and she made me carry her. Do you know how much she weighs? I was already planning on selling Kai if he should come out as a scrawny stick. The troubles he gave me were too much.I looked over at where she sat. She sat alone with hands between her legs as she stared at me intensely. And when I said intensely, I meant in a way her cuteness was troubling. It was difficult to remain mad with the way she was looking at me. She hadn't taken her eyes off me since I started ignoring her. Walking around with two intense eyes on me wasn't comfortable. It made me trip multiple times, satisfying whatever she thought she was doing.Anderson and Chelsea were receiving their wedding toast. I smiled as memories of us at our time replayed in my head. She was the most beautiful then, the most gorgeous woman, and even until now. I returned my glassy eyes t
Mordecai's standpointWhat will it take to get a woman to dress up quickly? I mean come on! What's with women and their forever dress-up?! Just like Autumn almost gave me a heart attack by not showing up on time, Chelsea was doing the same thing to Anderson and his situation was worse. It had been four months and a few weeks since the woman woke up from a coma. Andy decided a month ago that he wanted to get married, so he proposed and the wedding saga followed.Autumn dragged me to different events for the so-called quiet wedding. Who needs a dinner rehearsal for a wedding when you can just get the hell married with no stress or even planning what you want to say? I still don't see the point in it, and being dragged to it wasn't appreciated. I couldn't complain or decline because one, he was my other best friend, and two, Autumn Naggison would talk me to death and cry and scream and mix it all up. Pregnancy doesn't suit her.So there I was, going to check on why the women were being h
Two Weeks LaterThe heart monitor beeps continuously as I check Chelsea's pulse. I hummed so I wouldn't cry. Two whole weeks of hell. Brianna woke up—thank God—but the others hadn't. Chelsea was showing more signs of improvement since she kept drifting in and out of consciousness, but Meredith was unmoving which was a bad thing. I still had hope that she would be fine. Technically, she had been in a coma for a month while Chelsea had been in and out of a coma for three weeks. Brianna only lay in a coma for a week while I was unconscious for three days. My baby was still fine, thankfully.I dropped the notepad on the desk and went over to sit with her. I took her hand in mine and entwined our fingers together. A jolt of electricity charged through my body from our laced fingers. We were connected, Chelsea and I. Our bond was unbreakable and would remain that way."Chelsea, remember when we were ten?" I asked, smiling at the memory. "We went camping with Meredith's family. That was when
Autumn's standpointCrap! Crap! Million more crap!This is bad!I couldn't do anything else than follow him or he would shoot me. He was the kind that would rather kill me than let someone else have me. And if he found out that I had been playing him, he would get really pissed. I walk-run behind him, glancing over my shoulders for any sign of Mordecai or even Eugene. My hope dwindled with every step I took, freedom was as good as gone.The black helicopter spun dangerously in the middle of the field, its blades pushing every light thing away. The dust flew here and there, causing us to shield our eyes from it."Sir, we have to hurry! Eugene has noticed the copter and is com…" The short redhead barely finished his statement before a bullet hit him right between the eyes. I screamed with horror at the disgusting sight. Montana quickly dragged me around to the other side of the copter."Why don't we get in?" I asked as if I wanted to."They could shoot it down, come on," he pulled me al
Autumn's standpointTears rolled down the side of my eyes to the bed as I held the wooden bar of the headboard. Montona pounded into me as he groaned and moaned. I had to do it, I had to let him touch me or he would suspect and force himself on me. He thought the tears were for pleasure, but it wasn't. I felt filthy as I let the fool break my marital vow. He would have done it anyway, I just made it easier for myself so my baby wouldn't get hurt. Protecting my baby was my utmost priority, it was the only thing that mattered.All I wanted was Mordecai to hold me, but no, he wasn't there. I swallowed the sob from leaving my mouth, my body shaking with pain but to him, it was pleasure."Scream my name, baby, scream it," he demanded."Oh, Montona, fuck me harder, babe, that's it… Right there, fuck me harder, Montona…""That's right, scream my name louder!" I continued screaming and crying with pain though he was thinking it was pleasure. At least, I convinced him to wear a condom. He ejac
Aaron's standpoint"We don't have time!" Mordecai screamed. His phone rang at that moment. He angrily removed the phone from his pocket and answered it. "What?" He snapped. "What the fuck, Landon! Why are you calling me?!""Put it on speaker," I instructed. He put the call on speaker."How could you let him take Autumn?! You are irresponsible!" Him?"So says the idiot that couldn't handle his father's company! What do you want?!""It's all over the news, Brianna's accident, Meredith's attempted murder, Chelsea's hospitalization, and Autumn's kidnap! The whole world already knows someone out there is on to you!" He knew something."Landon, if you have any idea where Autumn is, please share.""I have no fucking clue. I hired him to get rid of you, not her. I warned him not to. I don't know where he lives, I wish I did." He said pathetically."You are completely useless," Andy spat angrily."You hired him to kill my sister, didn't you, Landon?" Mordecai said with a dark chuckle. "I will
Autumn's standpointI whimpered from pain and disgust. My whole body and that horrible smell. It smelt like dry urine and vomit, really sticky and smelly vomit. I forced my eyes open, already knowing what to expect. Unlike some people who wouldn't recognize where they were when they first woke up after being kidnapped. I knew I was kidnapped, I knew who took me but not who he was. I was more concerned for my unborn child and Chelsea, they probably knocked her out with the butt of a gun. The hit could cause a concussion and that wasn't what I wished for my best friend. If she didn't concuss, she was likely to bleed to death. Hopefully, they didn't knock her out.Surprisingly, I was in a bedroom, a dirty old bedroom. I was wondering what the hell they used the bedroom for when the devil opened the door and walked in. I rolled my weak eyes away from his evil smirk and threw myself back into my sleeping position."You are finally awake,""Yeah, no thanks to you," I said scornfully."Baby,
Chelsea moaned painfully as she turned her head slightly, she knew her muscles were tight. She forced her eyes open and blinked the blurriness away before looking around. She was in her living room, on the floor. Her head hurt like crazy. She whimpered as the pain started becoming more apparent as she put two and two together.She started panicking as she realized she was tied up and was bleeding from her head. The pool of blood spread out around her head to her shoulders. She had lost a lot of blood and was sure to pass out again if she didn't get help soon."Help," she shouted weakly, "somebody, help me…" her throat burnt from dryness and her eyes itched with irritation from falling tears. She felt like she had a nasty fever and would die soon. Her brain pounded against her skull, causing her heartbeat to speed up. She had to call out or she would die. Yet, all she could think of was Autumn and her baby, of what that man would do to her. One look at him and you'd know he's a psychop