Immediately, Xavier moved away from me. We stared at each other for a while listening to get if the voice was just our imagination.
"Xavier!!" Mum raised her voice "Can you please come help me pull this inside?" She sounded distressed "Dad is carrying something"
I listened well to hear rattling sounds like she was trying to pull something inside. My heart skipped a beat and nearly exploded!
'What will she do if she sees us like this? Will she tell my stepdad?'
I can't even stand the shame to come as I felt like melting. It was like my brain had stopped working same as my heart as I felt my breath seize and I began to suffocate.
"Emily" Mom's voice sound faint. It was like she had gone back outside or is in the kitchen "Xavier?" She called again.
 
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School went fast and before I knew what was happening I heard the closing bell. Kids rushing to their various home while I sluggishly walked towards the toilet to start cleaning with Devin. Since what happened between him and Xavier he haven't really talked to me. He just showed up after school that day with a fresh briuse on his knuckles and I wonder how often he gets into a fight. it could be that he is always been bullied but the principal refuse to see that. Today would be a another day, at least if the school hours went horribly, closing hour might be good. I can as well try to talk to Devin to see if I can forget how Nigel made fun of me in class today. He literally called my trash in from of everyone in class just to make fun of me. If it was only that, I won't think about it. He called me a hoe and photo shopped a naked body to my face, with the way he
The Good news was that the principal called our attention immediately, all of us in the detention including Nili and Eva. He told us to leave the things he asked up to do that the Janitor would do it. Since he noticed we all liked the work he have us something he knew we do t like. In a class room, he asked us to study for a text that would come within the next Five minutes. If we have to do such emergency text all day till my detention is over, I would like be the most happiest person on earth. After text I walked to Xavier's van, I was thinking and wondering how it would be able to sit in the same car with him after what happened. Good thing I didn't find it but my mum's car pulled over in front of me. "Hey honey" Mum smile "Xavier told me you guys stayed over for extra studies, I am so proud of you"&n
DEVIN'S POV The crowd this night seems more than every other night which means my money would be much. For them to come, more than half of them would bet for me to win, in that case I have to make beating my opponent badly a priority. After staring at his face for sometime, I couldn't recall if I have fought with him before. Everything about him seems strange even his tattoo. which writes "gone so soon" on his left chest?! Sometimes I wonder what ladies sees in tattoos that makes them go gaga when ever I climb the stage. Someone just threw a pant over my shoulder and I know what she wants. That would have to be later as usual, right now, I need to break his ribs. Walking round the stage, I monitored my opponent's first move. If he knocks me dow
EMILIA'S POV I still can't believe what I just saw. Oh! That literally happened yesterday and I thought it happen today. Memories of how Devin had almost killed the other boy haunted my memories. Like, they were so cruel! It almost looked like they would fight to death. 'What kind of people even cheer comfortably to such!?' I am still mad at Xavier for pulling me and carrying me over his shoulders like I was some kind of doll. Even up till this very moment, where I sat staring at the bathroom where he is taking his bath, I wonder how he found me. Still pleaded I won't have to tweak all those miles while I stare at Devin Kick a huge waste bin and Yell in frustration or something that looks like that. With the way he looked, it seems like he wanted to co
My brows connected as I kept looking at my mum to the rest part of my family. Well, I just can't get what the tension is all about but I knew I didn't feel the same as I felt when I woke up. "It's nothing much, Princess" My stepdad tried to pat my head but I hit his hand away "Common, let's get you to school" he stood up. My gaze remain on my Mum that refused to look at my face. She kept looking at my hands that were folded across my chest. "When is he coming?" I asked my Mum. Her lazy gaze looked up to My stepdad who cleared his throat awkwardly. Although I didn't look back to see what he was doing, but with the way My mum was watching him and i felt him closer, I knew he was walking back. To to prove myself, I felt his warms palms on my shoulders as he squeezed them gently. "Just one of these days and It
The whole day, I can say I didn't say a word. Lucky me, no teacher asked me one of their usual annoying questions like I am the only one covering their head in class. At the time I wonder if covering the head affects the aid of hearing, another time, I wonder why teachers are the most pathetic humans. They would teach you, give your assignments, projects, text, and still give your exam! We trusted them enough and accepted their teaching why won't they do the same and assume we already know the topic and don't see exams. Frankly, it is not a problem at all but it kind of annoys me at times. Setting up the same questions in different methods just to test our intelligence and some still fail. Good thing, not every teacher is like Mr. Matthew our matches teacher. I am extremely grateful I won't be needing the subject after high school if not, my next plan would be to kill
It's Friday, Officially the second week of my detention. The worst week of my life and the week I wish I could delete from my memory but it can never happen. Successful, I have ignored Devin and Xavier the past two days. Good thing, we were asked to study extra hours on subjects we were not good at. Mine was history, so frustrating Mr. Caylord prosponted the project because majority of the class were not ready. That means, another time together with Nigel. The least I want is to keep getting his annoying and mischievous glance. I don't know how to put it but he seems more to me like Devin now with fresh bruises every day. After the nose bleeding and Neck bruises, Nigel came to school twice again this week with broken lips and a small cut on nose. It's a huge surprise that I haven't heard much or seen anything about the video he threatened to post online. Somet
Frankly, I didn't how all this adds up somehow without me knowing from the start. It's was just yesterday that step dad told me about this and here I am looking at him. Flesh and blood after all these years. I stood rigid, watching at my current parents face before lookinga at my dad who has a high smile on his face. With his hands wide, he pulled into a tight hug which was kind of a bit awkward as all I did was stood still. James (my real dad) pulled out before he cleared his throat clumsily. He both sides of his lower lips with his index and thumb before turning to my Mum with a wide grin on his face. He licked his lower lips before throwing his hand up and let it drop, slapping it hard on his sides. "My baby!" He shouted "My Emilia is a big girl and I don't even know how old she is..." He trailed off as he turned to look at my face "Are you fourteen you know it's
I turned to Mom who was wiping her eyes. She had tears welled in them and Dad just hugged her. "It's over," he told her. "You don't have to worry anymore.""It just feels so unreal. I can't believe everything is fine now.""Me too."I honestly couldn't believe it. It was just too good to be true and I didn't know how to feel about it.She gave me a nod and pulled me into a hug. I remained there for a while before Dad asked us to get ready to leave. We strode happily to where the car was parked.We got home and I walked to my room it felt good having a separate room, I liked how it felt. I heard a scream and rushed out to see what was happening."Mom?""Emily! Xavier just got admission into a college in the Los Angeles!"My jaw dropped in excitement and I turned to Xavier. It was good news but Xavier didn't look happy. I turned my gaze to him and my eyes met his. He was staring blankly at me."What's wrong?" I asked him. "This is good news, Xavier.""I guess."His reply was cold and his
ONE MONTH LATER.The cold wind and fresh aura made me smile. I stood beside James watching his jet. Apparently, he was getting ready to leave and I didn't know how to feel about it.It was just the two of us standing there and there was silence. I wish I could hear everything he was thinking of. I felt the sensation and I knew more than ever that I was going to miss James.His lips formed a small smile like he heard what I was thinking and I just twitched my lips. I needed to enjoy the moment because it may be the last time I'd see him. I also knew his ailment had given him a short period of time to live and I really felt bad.I had no idea why I was feeling all those emotions at that point. There was this strong urge to hug him and just remain in his hugs. I remembered how welcoming and warm his arms were but I stopped myself. I didn't have to be overly emotional.I was trying hard not to think about James dying but I couldn't help it and before I knew it, a sob escaped my mouth. Tea
I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was Xavier. He was staring at me with a small smile tugged on his lips. I got scared at first but the feeling faded and I felt okay."Why are you staring at me?" I asked with a frown."Why didn't you report James to the cops?"I knew he was going to ask that, I just didn't think it was going to be by 3 fucking a.m."I can't.""Why?""I can't even though I want to kill him myself. I know everything, I know the shitty things you did, I know you sold drugs."He twitched his like and continued looking at me. "Do you still sell drugs or do you deliver them in your sleep?"I grabbed the blanket and placed it on my body, turning to the other side to sleep."I need to sleep, leave me alone."He scoffed and I rolled my eyes. "I hate you."I heard him giggle, "I love you too," he responded.* * * *The door slamming open made me open my eyes. It was morning but I was hoping I could sleep a little longer."Emily, get up."Mom grabbed my hands before I c
The moment Mom asked if I saw James, my chest heaved. "No," I replied and twitched my lips. I didn't want to keep talking about him because of the emotions I felt whenever I thought of him."Emily."We turned and it was Xavier. I ran to him immediately and threw my hands around him. He hugged me back, even tighter. I couldn't believe I missed Xavier this much, it was hurting."I'm so sorry," he said as he hugged me. No one else was going to understand, not even Mom. "It's not your fault," she told him."The police found someone involved."My heart raced faster, I felt bad for James. He was going to die and I didn't want him to die in jail."Hi, excuse me." The doctor walked into us and turned to Mom. "There's been no form of abuse, she's fine.""She's fine?""Yes, she is," The doctor confirmed and gave a friendly smile.Mom gave a nod and appreciated him. She stood up from the chair and looked at me. "I need to go and feed Devin, no one is coming for him."I gave a nod, I understood h
I tried to open my eyes and the sunlight hurts them. I tried to figure out what was happening and I realized I was in someone's arm.I freed my eyes again and realized it was James and he was taking me out of the enclosed room. At that point I felt an adrenaline rush in me.He dropped me down and I felt hot tears roll down my eyes, I couldn't believe it. I hugged him right without thinking and cried into his arms.He returned the hug and just remained calm, watching me. I had no idea why I was crying and hugging him but I needed the hug.When I pulled away from his hug, he looked at me and smiled faintly. "You can do what you want now. Call the cops and tell them I rescued you from the teenagers who kidnapped you."Was he asking me to go?"Just go down the road, you'll figure your way. I'll have someone follow you from a distance just so you arrive home safely.""There's no camera Emily, I have my men dismount them so, the choice is yours. I love you."With that, he turned and entered
EMILY'S POVEvery minute I stayed locked in here makes me want to throw up. It feels like Iāve been kidnapped for years, I already lost count of days but I knew it was already weeks. My head split in pain as I tried to recall the incident. I was arguing with Xavier when I got pushed into a moving van. The details of the kidnap were blurry and I couldnāt remember much.I still have no idea how I survived the first day ācause panic attacks made me nauseated and disorganized. Their faces all scared life in me, I thought they were going to kill me because of how fierce they looked. The highest punishment I got for kicking one of the guyās balls was a hard slap.It was hard enough to redden my face but not kill me, I wondered why they were being so careful with me till I overheard their discussion saying they sold me to a rich man and he didnāt want me bruised.I threw up hearing it and the rest turned out to be blurry vision and a bad headache. When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a di
I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat the moment she looked at me. I looked at Devin and he was growling like he was going to pass out.She lowered her stance to him and cleaned him up without saying anything. You would never believe they knew themselves before now. I didn't care though, I just wanted to get away and that was my concern.When she was done cleaning his wounds, she turned the first aid box to where I was and used a wipe to clean off the surface of the bruises I sustained.I flinched when her hands touched my face and the iodine dropped on my injury."Fuck."She didn't apologize or say a thing. She just turned her box away when she was done. Devin and I remained silent for a while before we heard footsteps and turned our heads in the direction if the door. She had returned with two plates of food. She dropped it in front of us with bottles of water and latched the door.Devin hungrily grabbed the plate and spooned rice into his mouth. I looked at him wondering if
My eyes glinted open and I felt a sharp pain. I could feel the chill from the breeze cutting straight through my damp body.I felt a metallic taste in my mouth, I turned and realized where I was. I was in a room with no ventilation. My face was bruised and I could feel the dried blood clot on my body. I tied to move but realized my hands were still tied to the pole and I couldn't move.My eyes turned to the growling sound and I saw the hefty man who injected Devin beating him up. He was growling as the punches landed on his body.On the other side of the room, a bloodied man was laying on the floor. Devin was getting beaten for doing that to the man. Couldn't he just wait till we realized where the fuck we were?I scoffed and struggled to break free but the ropes holding my hands together had a grip hold. I paused after several trials and just looked at Devin who looked like he was about to die. He needed to get treated because his wounds were susceptible and they looked like it was g
I walked out of the sitting room glad the police didn't want to interrogate me yet. They probably felt he was saying all that because he was accused and it made me feel a rush of relief.I opened the door to my bedroom and looked around. The mess I made on Emily's bed was still there and I didn't have the energy to clean up yet. I knew she wasn't going to yell at me for messing up her bed because she wasn't there and it hurt me to think of her absence.I turned my face away and walked to my bed. I sat on my bed and fell on my back. I looked at the ceiling, thinking of nothing but how to sneak out of the house.Devin had a plan he says we need to see and talk about. I wondered if he had other motives in mind when he sent his invitation but I was blank. I could ask him to tell me the plan over the phone but he would refuse and say it had to be a physical meeting."Fucking hell," I scoffed in an undertone and turned to the other side of the bed. It was only 8 pm and I could get some slee